Chapter 35 On his walk back to the engineering section John tried to gauge the mood of the people we saw. Some of the guests seemed to be oblivious to what was going on while others just had a hint of nervousness. Some of the entertainment staff would recognize John, shake his hand and slapped him on the back with congratulations. While others, scowled at h...
Bridge. "Status report!" the giant warrior in blue armor asked the members of the bridge. The heavy servos of the armour whirred with every movement. The two-headed eagle on the chest plate was made of solid gold while the rest of the armor was in a soft blue. The warrior, who held his helmet under his arm, towered above the man in the golden chair...
Chapter I , Year 1, CARGO HAND There was a low hum, there always was. It was constant to the point that you simply stopped hearing it. What was slightly harder to ignore was the constant drips on ice cold water that fell every where. Third or fourth hand water that comes from the condensation of constantly re-breathed air. The walls were rusty with it...
In the Year 2253 a group of scientists performed an experiment that was never to be leaked to the public eye. If people found out about it they would call it cruel and unusual but if volunteers were used then the experiment would not be able to be performed correctly. The question the experiment was based on was "Can a controlled group of people be purge...
"Once again, this is the voice of NASA Public Relations narrating this live video feed..." Adriana squirmed inside her cumbersome pressure suit, imaging the what was happening. "As you can see, the interior space of the Selene Command Module is somewhat limited. The camera view you're watching is from the camera situated between the feet of Mission Commander...
"I sense a man!" Dalinda thought to herself. "I sense a real man!" This was, of course, impossible. On the space colony Iberium, that orbited Titan in the cold darkness of space, there were no men, only Vampires like Dalinda. You see, Iberium is a safe haven for Vampires. No human has ever set foot here. Only one thing could explain her feelings: they were,...
Author's note: After my last story I wanted something a bit lighter. This is based on Steve Holy's great song. Words and music copyrighted by Shane Minor, Bart Allmand and Jefferey Steele. A bit of fluff - best read with tongue firmly in cheek! Thanks to techsan for his timely edits. This story is a special request from my sister. SAY WHAT? "She...
Holly stared up at the elevator. It was half a mile across, a thick, semitransparent tube of hardened nanostuff, rising countless miles into the atmosphere to connect with the space platform. She'd been in space many times, but this was it. She was going on a mission. Terraforming, exploration, the usual stuff. It was what she'd been training for all her 2...
Intrepido - 217 P.R. Paolo Mauritz carefully examined the calendar. Although it was very nearly the 218th anniversary of the Glorious Revolution, no celebrations were being prepared on the Space Ship Intrepido. Nor were they on the other interplanetary battleships in the space fleet speeding onwards in diminished numbers towards the Anomaly. This was one ye...
I'm going to die out here. Lieutenant Claire Gaynor sat back in the dark cockpit of her lifeless, Jaguar-Class Interceptor, staring through her helmet's visor and a cracked canopy into the void of Proxima Centauri. The blackness of space sparked with the remnants of a massive battle, and shattered ships and debris caught light from the system's red dwarf st...