Chapter 1: Death of a Friend + The 27th Year of Copernicus + Planetary System: 129542 + Earth Defence Ship - 'Sargasso' (Heavy Carrier) + Current Assignment: Cleansing of Ghastling Hive Asteroid 111 + Soldier: 542 The dream was back. Once again she was surrounded by her dying troops. Their crimson blood sprayed from ruptures in their power armour an...
"Squad Painful Pillows reporting for duty!" "Ah, good morning Vicky. Nice to see you're still in a good mood. Get your squad into the meeting room, there's something I need to tell you." "Good news?" "Well, kind of, I guess." The soldiers hustled inside the lab, grouped around a large table and looked at him expectantly. "The simulations I did yesterday...
Hi, as always all characters are at least 18 years old. This is my second story here and if you like it, please leave a message below. *** The biggest fires were already simmering down when the scout party of decurio Quintus Grafitus arrived at the border town. It was almost dusk, which meant they didn't have enough time to return to the base camp. They w...
AN: Again, this story is mostly Futa on male. It contains Futa on Female, but mostly its about Futa on male. That's a particular fetish not everyone has. If you don't have it, I recommend the back button. Ok, on with the story. ***** Jacob Abrams was born in Paras, capital of Frankia, one of the largest allied nations. His father, a carpenter, had served...
The great city is on its last legs. The massive bronze gates have been breached and several sections of her gleaming white walls have crumbled into mounds of rubble. It will just be a matter of time before the Drake-wires that are strung above the city from the Massive Citadel that rises in the center of the city to high towers all around will be cut and the...
My name is Anneke Von Hauser. I was born in the City of Heidelberg, in the Baden-Wurttemberg region of Germany, but raised in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I'm a first generation German-Canadian. My parents Adele and Alwin Von Hauser are immigrants, and we're very proud of our German heritage as we adjust to Canadian culture. After living in the O...
(This story is both a companion piece and a sequel to "My War" by LeapYearGuy and is written with his permission. My thanks to him for very graciously allowing me to use his characters from his moving and poignant story. Although the original story is somewhat covered by PFC Kent, the original should definitely be read to get an understanding of the characte...
Do you know what it's like to be hunted? Well, I do. Night after night they come for me. All because of what I am. It's not easy being a zombie in a world full of humans, folks. I didn't choose this. It's not much of a life but it's all I've got. And I'll be damned if I simply let them take it from me. Here I am, roaming through the woods of rural Massachuse...
I removed the semi-automatic rifle from my back and placed the muzzle into the mouth of a tube sticking out of a red barrel. I had already cleared my weapon when I entered the base, but since I was about to walk into a mess hall to eat with hundreds of other troops, I had to do it all over again. I removed the magazine and pulled the charging handle back. Th...
"Are we off then, Captain Taylor?" one of the engineers asked Morgan as they finished loading the last boxes. "No, not yet, Oliver," Morgan replied vaguely while consulting the voice message he'd just received. "We're expecting a new arrival. A new navigator called Kendrick. He should be here any minute now if my information is correct." "Good, let's jus...