Crash

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"Fuck! Get your ass over here!" I screamed and pointed the nose of my ship down. "I need that bounty dammit! I'm broke as hell!" I grunted in frustration and chased my money around a moon. This went on for about two minutes. 

The bounty I was hunting flew a private super jet he stole about two months ago from a major army base. His bounty was big enough for me to live off of. Everyone was after it. So, being shot at by someone else was expected. But, something seemed off about my assault. Someone wanted me dead dead. Not just out of the way to steal a bounty..dead. 

"Shit! Who the fuck was that?!" I scanned my ship's reading of it's body and tightened my seat straps. "This is going to be so much damn fun, you little shit. I don't even know where the hell I am and I'm going to crash onto this unknown planet," For a moment, I floated in the air then began to descend into the planets atmosphere at dropping speeds. I screamed and braced for impact. I was going to die. Shit. 










So, I'm trying out this new series of short stories called: Dream Stories. I have a lot of weird ass dreams that I think people would love to read about. If you like different genres then follow me! My dreams are always different. Some can be scary or filled with sci-fi like things. My brain loves to make up all kinds of new devices and species. Leave a vote if you enjoyed my short story to the end. I would really appreciate it! Until next chapter..


Preview: 

My eyes popped open and I gasped for air. "Oh my god, oh my god, I'm alive holy shit. I'm alive!" I tried to move my arms to celebrate but it only resulted in extreme pain and a loud groan.  "Oh god, no. No no, holy shit." 

"Hello? Who's there? Are you alright?" A child's head popped up. "You're alive! Oh goodness I was so scared. Do you need help?" She approached me further, allowing me to see her fully. She was about 4 feet tall with a tail that lagged behind her. Her face was sort of..caved and her eyes were abnormally large. She wore a dress past her knees and a dark brown clothe around her right arm. 

"I..yes. Please. Take me to your nearest infirmary," I winced at the pain emerging in my skull. 

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