Tag: science fiction
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Rebel Youths
The dial turned past the static to clear up the tone as a voice warbled, “Send me an angel… send me an angel… right now… right now…” A synthetic tone pulsed along with the words and the children bopped their heads along with the beat. Kitrin, the ringleader and operator of their ancient tech, grinned…
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Reclamation
The last thing Donovan remembered was the calm voice of the AI system reading off his vitals and then suddenly a ringing in his ears as the pressure dropped and a blinding light shone in his face. Muffled voices shouted commands as rough hands grabbed him by the shoulders and hauled him onto shaking legs…
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Noak the Grim
Montgomery marveled as he followed the old man out of the cargo bay and into the rest of the ship. Noak grumbled out the names of the different rooms as they passed by their doors, not bothering to open any of them to his new companion. With this being his first time on any sort…
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Lesser Deniv
Noak flexed his left knee with a grimace, the taut muscles strained and the ache of the bones told him that the sudden low pressure was bringing in a storm. The cargo door whined as he held the button that raised the metal panel and lowered the ramp. He could smell the moisture on the…
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Pollen Sample: Onyxdrift
Abramo was speaking animatedly about the properties of the pollen and how the pharmaceutical companies of Elysia would be especially interested in it as well as the rest of the flower that Kasper had made the mistake of coming into contact with. In trying to move the plant out of his way, it had discharged…
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Day One: Onyxdrift
The air was dense here, and heavily saturated with moisture from all of the rich vegetation. All of the growth created a thick canopy that blocked out a majority of the intense sunlight. Kasper and his team had been on planet for 19 hours now, and there had been no visible change in the amount…
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Destination: Onyxdrift
The lord of the realm, Samael, sat indifferently on the throne peering over the top of the glasses perched on the end of his nose. Documents rustled in his hands as he looked for the appropriate resume and then shuffled them back into place. “Let’s see…you’ve been working in portal maintenance for the last fifteen…
Paper and Rabbits 