Short stories & poems

Red. The last color I will ever see. Staring into the mouth of the alien beast before me, its mouth was filling with that crimson light that I knew would hit my squad and I with a swift and fatal blow. We would become numbers amongst the fallen, statistics for history books — if anyone was left alive to write them. A sad fate, a lonely fate. Yet, if I was remembered as a number in the fight agains...

I need help over here! Sean, he’s been shot. Someone, help me get him to the medical unit immediately! Those were the words I would scream during the battle of 2012. During that year, humanity had changed and history has been cemented as one of the world’s toughest battles. As I run onto the battlefield shooting my assault rifle, I look out the corner of my eye and witness something that would hau...

“How the fuck did this happen? Things were nearly perfect a few hours ago,” she thought to herself.

She walked into the control room and turned the emergency wheel clock-wise. All controls and power shut-off.

Ryan walked into the room.

“Do you think we possibly got away?” he whispered.

They suddenly heard a loud thud. And then another one. And then another one.

The walls began to cave-in ...

I toss and turn in this bed that isn’t mine, the sheets scratching my skin, the blankets barely keeping me warm. I’m tempted to ask for another blanket, but then the staff will know that I’m not asleep, which will be seen as a “regression” in my treatment. Which means a longer stay. Which means a higher chance of being Wiped.

So I close my eyes and pretend to be asleep when the night nurses come...

When did it all start? It was long before I was born. Long before my grandfather’s grandfather was born. So long ago, maybe it had always been this way.

I started fighting when I was 14, young by most standards. My parents apprenticed me to a craftsman, but after two years of constant abuse and slave labor, I ran away and enlisted in the Cleanup Corps.

Cleanup duty was easy. It meant hunting dow...

The night was cold, each of my legs pushing forward. My bike bumping along the mucky path of the forest. In the distance was a bright beam shinning towards the sky. Curiouse and curiouser, I thought. Ahead was a opened feild right about where the beam had came from. My body frozen From what was unfront of me. My eyes had to be deceiving me was what I saw truly there?. A spaceship descending let of...

The metallic hiss of the airlock seal broke the oppressive silence that had suffused the intergalactic outpost for years. The spaceship, a sleek black phantom against the infinite stars, docked with eerie precision, as if it had done so a thousand times before. Inside the vessel, Commander Rhea’s heart pounded in the quiet, her breaths shallow and deliberate. This place had a history—a dark one—an...

The crew of the *Paladin* guided the cruise ship into port, or what was left of it.

Captain Starling stared out the observation deck, stunned.

The amusement planet was in ruins.

“Didn’t we get the usual welcome messages?” The captain asked his communicator, Ensign Robbin’s. What the hell happened?”

“All seemed legit to us,” Robbins said.

“Let’s get a crew out to investigate.”

He watched a...

Our engine has full stopped working, we’re low on rashins and water, our comms aren’t picking up any signal, and all while being on some unknown planet Maker knows where. The only thing one this planet is an abandoned space port. Tech says at least it has gas we could use once the engine becomes operational again. I think he’s just being optimistic but it does give me the idea to go outside and tr...

The ship silently clips into place at the docking post. Everybody stares at the ground, guilty and hollow from the previous battle. They have lost their old mothership and home as proof. Silently their newly appointed captain stands and makes her way to the door. She sighs and silent tears stain her cheeks.

"Welcome home everyone." She breathes.

As the door slides open everybody's head turns. Grey...