Specfiction Stories

Rima is one of the Mole People, isolated underground on Earth. Truman lives on the moon in a habitat called Ark. ARK is spec fiction about a future in which nanotechnology has changed everything.

In a future in which restrictive copyright law dominates society, and the megacorporations dictate what is permitted, people struggle to find new ways to survive.

Punk Wars... When two or more sci-fi "Punk" worlds collide! The Mothership returns for a third outing to the furthest reaches of space, where one world bleeds into the next! PUNK WARS 3.

[march 28 2036, Tokyo - Japan ] "Look around, people of colour scattered around. No, not in that way, people born with unnatural hair colours which determine their level of power. List the colours you see; red, blue, green, black, yellow, the list goes on and on but what about white?" A pause, "for the well-being and safety of the population I have locked them away, if you find someone with white hair, report them to your nearest police station immediately, thank you for your time." The announcement cut off. When Axel returns home from an exchange, he stumbles upon someone who may just change his life, or maybe he changes theirs. After all, no one is exactly who they seem. 【Written for school asisgnment】

The future is bright and bleak. At least there's bowling.

The universe began, scientists believe, with every speck of its energy jammed into a very tiny point. This extremely dense point exploded with unimaginable force, creating matter and propelling it outward to make the billions of galaxies of our vast universe. Astrophysicists dubbed this titanic explosion the Big Bang. And that's where we're going with the next international issue of Tevun-Krus: All languages and species welcome!

The Christmas season is upon us again. This time the Ooorah Mothership has landed on the sandy shores of a PiratePunk paradise! It's a very merry PiratePunk Christmas, matey!

Welcome to the very first Best Of issue for Tevun-Krus, Vol. 2! It's the BEST OF '22!

The "Please..." I hear her whimper and I go into full panic mode. "Calm down, okay? Deep breaths. Don't hang up. I'll be with you soon. Where are you?" I rush as I grab the car key sitting on the glass table. I run into the garage with my dad behind me. "What do you need?" Dad asks "A room. A big one." He runs back inside as I hear her voice again. "Basement...blood...Elle..." I hear sounds of movement in the background and connect the dots. Elle's bleeding, or something... "Deep breaths baby, deep breaths. It's okay, you're okay" I murmur reassuring words to her, thankful that there's no traffic. Several thoughts run through my mind as I drove to her house. The last time we spoke, she could barely stand me, but now she's calling me. I feel kinda used, but now's not the time to think about that. I reach her house in a matter of minutes and shove the door open. The house is quiet, save for my heavy breathing and footsteps. I reach the basement and take in the sight in front of me. Blair cradles her brutally beaten-up sister in her lap as she rocks herself back and forth blinking very frequently. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Currently being edited Look out for cringe worthy typos and plot loopholes