Sci Fi
Underwater Mystery
It has been 10 years since the covid pandemic and once again here we are in the middle of another plague, the White Plague. Many people thought this plague was brought on by the covid vaccine and were waiting for people to return as zombies. But no-this plague is nothing like covid. People are disappearing, entering another universe itself and are unable to return. It’s been said that some people are getting caught in black holes trying to get back to their own universe. Over half the population is gone already. The government is obsolete, no one works anymore, the grocery stores have been depleted of all their stock and of course no one is working to stop people from stealing food or to restock or sell the groceries. This plague has taken hold of my mother, little sister, Grandpa George and many other cousins uncles and aunts. My father died just before the plague got worst in a car accident. It has just been me my younger brother Shawn and my old brother Brandon since then. How did this start you may ask; well, I have a theory? In my opinion the common denominator in those that disappeared is fish- I’ve done my research and they all ate fish from this one particular fish farming company. We have all heard about the fish farms, tilapia heck if you watched Seaspiracy you should know most of the fish people eat isn’t real or simply is unsafe to eat. Many people ignored the warnings of activists. I even warned my mother that now was not the time to become a pescatarian because of the fish shortage and risk of eating something far worst. She agreed with me but that didn’t stop her. Lucky for us my father made the choice for us to stop eating fish before he died. It could be a coincidence but that is my theory, either way people are still gone, and we have no idea how to get them back.
By Alexis Jackson5 years ago in Fiction
The Perils of Planets as Playgrounds
It used to be such a pleasant place to visit. I used to go when I needed a diversion. The vegetation, from the smallest watermeal to the tallest sequoia, had such personality, flamboyant really, quite chatty. The animals were generally a rambunctious, creative, and emotive lot; they always made me laugh. The water and rocks collaborated far better than on other planets, even though the water usually won any arguments over time.
By Carolyn Kost5 years ago in Fiction
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By Jeremiah Ward5 years ago in Fiction
The Heart-Shaped Locket Gang
I awoke from my dream to a startling realization: I was an illusion. Just a dream being dreamed. Sure, I could still touch my face, hear my heart beating, smell Natalie’s perfume as she slept next to me, taste the joint from last night upon my tongue and see the flames shimmering in the sky outside my window, but I was gob smacked to discover that this human being who my parents had named Mark didn’t exist. My timing, as always, was a calamity. The world, at the very moment of my breakthrough, was hurtling into the abyss due to the sudden massive rise in sea levels and the disarmingly absurd fluctuations in weather.
By stone petoskey 5 years ago in Fiction
Found at Lost
No time to think what do I take? It didn’t happen the way everyone thought it would, some earth-shattering projectile hurling from space. A World War would have been more predictable. It was a slap in the face of humanity, seeing that it was caused by our need to defend the planet after Asteroid Janis224’s near miss of the moon’s dark side. That asteroid had a profound effect on humanity as a whole. Millions watched for weeks as news agencies covered Janis224 around the clock until it changed course 3 days before it was supposed to make contact. The whole world rejoiced! This also brought the world’s greatest minds together who developed a space defense system. All that brain power and they settled on . . . Space Force. Boy, if President Trump was alive to see that day. All nations pulled together when it seemed like life was on the verge of extinction, Christians were seen worshipping with Muslims, North Korea joined the United Nations, and Israel and the Palestinians set differences aside and drafted border lines that all agreed to. The world watched as piece by piece, the defense system was manufactured, sent off into space, and assembled on the moon. As the world celebrated this major accomplishment, unforeseen events millions of miles away changed life on Earth in a drastic way.
By Kevin Carroll5 years ago in Fiction
Memeing to Midnight
First it was bitcoin. Then it was dogecoin. Then it was doomcoin, a cryptocurrency that’s value was supposedly tied to how close the doomsday clock was to midnight. Not even a real thing, yet non-real things can have realest of consequences if enough people treat them to be real. Make-believe can be a powerful force. But perhaps the most powerful force of all is better phrased as believe-make.
By Daniel Viger5 years ago in Fiction
The Dragon Mines
“Dad. -I still can’t understand.” Daughter steals a momentary look up at me. Then her eyes returned to the gentle movement of the river in front of us, as if the water itself gave minor solace to her soul. A small, winding, nameless tributary feeding into the Mississippi River.
By Daniel Roope5 years ago in Fiction
Chocolate cake
‘I love you the way I love chocolate cake.’ Tristan said. Cinzia laughed and blushed. The way he looked at her made her at once nervous and elated. Every moment together was a risk but, despite everything her intuition told her, she kept seeking him out. She had to be near him.
By Ashley Somogyi5 years ago in Fiction
Scorched
The dying rays of the evening sun cut across the dust-covered remnants of the apartment. Thin lines of hazy smoke wafting from the light-scorched floor, blackened from the eternal rotation of the sun. The light illuminating a metal locket, once a beautiful gold, long since faded. A crack, thin and winding, etched its way from the hinge, ending its jagged path near the center. Swiftly, a sunburnt hand reached from the shadows, pulling the locket into the darkness as the metal began to heat, the skin almost instantly starting to singe and burn.
By Sovereign Scholar5 years ago in Fiction








