Nuclearwinter Stories

The year is 2050. A Nuclear War broke out a decade prior. Survivors are on the last few rations of food and water, and are desperately in need of more supplies. One survivor, by the name of Hunter Richards, is unsure if he has any family left alive. It's time to open the hatch, and find out what has become of the world he once knew. This is a rewrite of my StoryFire written series: Aftermath, in a more detailed perspective of Hunter Richards.

“I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones.”- Albert Einstein It did not matter what it was fought with or who was fighting. World War III ended with the leaders of men dooming civilization. Nuclear warfare only has one possible outcome... Or does it? Welcome to H.A.V.E.N, also known as Halogen Asphyxiation and Vigilance Escape Network. A series of tunnels far below the earth's surface, hidden away from the anarchy and radiation of the above world. 700 people were barricaded in Haven on N-Day, also known as Year 0. The doors are only locked for 60 years, then earth will be livable again. With unlimited amounts of food, water, air, and medicine, how could there be any problems in Haven? It could be that every single week, one number is called anywhere between 1 and 700. Whoever that number belongs to goes to the End, a room where no one ever comes back from, and so they're presumed dead. One person a week for 60 years, maybe they can handle that. But year 60 quickly comes, and the doors don't open. Food keeps coming, Air, Water. And a number. No one ever questions sending people into the End. No one questions the doors staying closed anymore, not even 111 years after the doors were supposed to open. What would happen if that person is not sent into the End? No one is willing to find out. *I am a fast paced writer and spend little time on revision. All works you see are the first and only drafts.*

Nuclear war comes in a flash. In hours, every major city is wiped off the face of the planet. Anarchy reins, but the war and the pandemonium are the least of the worries of life on Earth. When ash blocks out the sun, the world freezes over, and the day turns to night, can mankind survive? In a frozen world of anarchy, radioactivity, giant cockroaches, and mass extinction, humanity is pushed to its brink. This is what happened when all the world was dead.

Imagine a world where the nations that ruled over us were gone. A war strikes the world in the early 21st century, with nation pitted against nation, nuclear strikes and chemical warfare ruin the world. The governments of the world are killed off, and with them infrastructure and transport too. After the war decades earlier, the peoples of the world have mostly fallen in anarchy. It has been so long since the end of the war, by now most people have lost track of the year, or any kind of date. The city of Melbourne and its surrounds are ruled by a parliament who controls the cities military, the defenders of the city. Just outside of the ruined city of Melbourne is the Dyke Homestead, where our protagonist lives. Jon Dyke was born a farmer and expected to be one for the rest of his life. But something right beneath his families feet will change everything. It will change the growing rebellion, it will change the government, it will change the world.

After an accident, a time-traveler is given a look at our hellish future. Written for Wattpad Sci Fi's Challenge 27 - Winter Ashes. #SciFriday High rank: #387 in Science Fiction

After living through nuclear war and a new strain of the Bubonic Plague aboard a submarine, Mosane Asheilf Vorrina must now do the impossible . Survive. But in this new post-nuclear wasteland not all is as it seems...

A scientist awakens after being cryogenically frozen in an experiment, only to find themselves wandering alone through the ruins of Cincinnati Ohio in the aftermath of a nuclear war.

When the Middle East explodes in nuclear war, even the far north of Alaska is affected. It's here we find Rob, looking for something that isn't there... Written for the January #scifriday contest. The topic: nuclear winter with a bit of military flair or time travel thrown in. Hope you enjoy it.

Welcome to Snowtown, USA, mothertrooper! SnowPunk is an exciting subgenre in a similar vein to DesertPunk, SkyPunk, OceanPunk and SpacePunk. Imagine a world covered in ice. Maybe our world, maybe an alien one! How would the technology on such a world develop? What strange, new technologies would we see?

On the borders of North and South Korea, a single shot was fired; a single shot discharged by shaking hands that would change the world forever. Those who survived to tell the tale, agree; that the beginnings of World War III were just like any other. However It devolved into a nasty conflict, ruled by alliances and espionage. First to join the fray was China, then the US, afterwards, it was a downhill spiral until almost every major power on the globe was locked in combat. That all changed when the first of many nuclear missiles were launched, slamming with full force and devastation into the Russian capital of Moscow. No one knew the country that had fired the fateful weapon, but as a result of its impact, everyone's worst fears had come true. A chain reaction had been started, which would inevitably end the world as we know it. Rising from the ashes like a burning Phoenix, was a new world. A world not ruled by the green vegetation so unique to our planet, but a world dominated by ice. Even so, the flame of human resilience was not snuffed out completely-there were still those who would live on stumbling blindly throughout the darkness, hoping to one day see the sunrise again. To witness a day when the critically injured earth would once more become Utopia.

After World War III, animal colonization and humanity's extinction follow a nuclear winter. After 976 years of peace between the animal kingdom, greed infects the only inhabitants of Earth. In the midst of war, some members of the Cane tribe must protect a newfound secret.

Vault 97 was originally built in Blue Ridge Summit, Pennsylvania as a joint venture between the U.S. Government and VaultTech to be a second, miniature Pentagon outside of D.C. When the bombs dropped, however, VaultTech had other plans. Only 20 residents and 15 staff made it in, only one person made it out, and winter has arrived in full force.

When memories are a curse, even machines can bleed. The Phantom Protocol has been enacted. In a post-apocalyptic world buried in ash, the Phantonians, once human, now machine, wander the ruins searching for meaning, memory, and what remains of their humanity. However, as other robots hunt them down, fractured memories surface, each one revealing that survival is not the only battle. Memory itself may be what destroys them. As some secrets are too human to stay buried.

The world shifted under their very feet as screams painted the silence. The world we knew died under full moons light

In a forest buried in an inexplicable never-ending winter, one human stands defiantly against all obstacles and sets to the most inhospitable place to save his kind on the brink of extinction. But when circumstances threaten their livelihoods, a human, a bat, a mouse and their companions join together to stand against the odds. They struggle to survive in a world that is as inhospitable as a Siberian moon. Small pockets of creatures survive the unforgiving weather; but as the world grows ever colder those pockets become ever fewer. However, not country, nor culture, nor status matter as all creatures must fight for the same thing: survival. A fanfic of Yinller's original webcomic, The Angel in the Forest.

This is a book about a student who visited Switzerland on her gap year and when she is in a remote village in the mountains the bombs drop everywhere, all major cities are destroyed. All communication is cut off.