Historias de Scifriday

Traston has a theory about the world that no one is ready to accept. Seven years ago, the world of Revere was all but destroyed by a mysterious apocalypse that left its surface decimated and teeming with monsters. The few who survived were gifted with extraordinary abilities, seemingly designed so that they might contest with their new, harrowing home. COVER BY: Heather Moores NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: This is an old trunk novel of mine where I intended to explore the nature of salvation and what constituted the ability of one to live a good life despite the vices of the world around them. Given the current state of the world (especially through 2020), I have decided to post some of the chapters from this book. I feel as though it may help some readers find light in the darkness, though be warned, as the darkness of new Revere is thick and palpable.

We're all living on borrowed time. Especially the Cat.

These are my entries to #SciFriday challenges proposed by @ScienceFiction

Short shorts, contests entries, and other dribble drabble.

We all died more than once. No one escapes a place like that. When we finally realized we were back in our galaxy, besides being physically sick, we were stricken with euphoria. We got lucky. Home was an International Space Station away. Back to the realization that no one we knew, when we left, was even alive, but at least we were back with humans. We thought.

Eva has the chance to realize her dream, to be among the first to research an unexplored moon. But Europa doesn't give its secrets away so easily. And in the end, Eva's fate isn't as she'd imagined it to be.

It's December 24, 3025. Earth has been struck with massive radiation following a catastrophic accident at the world's largest nuclear reactor in the North Pole. Only one of the scientists there at the facility survived, and he vowed to make up for the grave error that he and his colleagues made. That scientist now goes by the name of Santa, and every year on December 25, he travels the world, stopping at key locations around the world to deliver medication that keep the effects of radiation poisoning at bay. How do Captain Santa and his loyal first officer Rudolph brave the many dangers of the unforgiving irradiated winter of earth to provide the life-saving medication that so many need?

This is a short story (two hundred words) I wrote for the SciFi Challenge 8 - The Duoabble. It is exactly two hundred words.

My entry for the Sciffiday challenge! The 'Transpordig' - Which I decided to call it - is in green and brown and it still had its leaves and trunk. Below, there was a pointy needle - like structure that helps in digging through the earth. The model looked perfect - except...

When aliens come to destroy the human race as penance for their evils, it is an alien who steps up to defend the inhabitants of Earth and question who, truly, is the best? Cover: http://thespiritscience.net/wp-content/uploads/2015/11/152.jpg

Contest entry for Sci-Fi Hybrid Romance. :) #474 in Science Fiction #49 scifriday #10 scifriday #9 scifriday

Yup, what the title says...Just go with it... This is a challenge entry book. Starting with Challenge 22 of the scifriday challenges. It will hold the challenges starting from 22 and so on! If you want to see my other challenges they'll be with SciFriday hash-tag.

"It is the year of the Rabbit, 341 years after battle-weary warriors gave us peace through a senseless war when a selfish choice endangers the fragile balance. This is one of the many stories of the Emperor's assignation told through the eyes of his subjects. Peng-Shi learns of his brother’s dead on a submarine cruising the seas of Europa.”

I was starving. I scavenged the abandoned gadgets in the dark alleyway, hoping to find something to eat. Not ravenously, though. The native Alpha Centauries would find me then. I was sixteen, and the last human colonist. They had come for us two months before, with arsenic gas and radium bullets. I didn't know how I survived, but now I was lost in their capital. I was desperately searching the piles when I heard the footsteps behind me. I turned around, and saw her. Green skin, I thought. Blonde. Long neck…    Native. I froze, staring at her. Then I saw her hyperpouch necklace, and stared at it. Hyperpouches. Food carriers. Food. She slowly walked up to me and knelt down. She looked at me. I saw in her eyes that she was as scared as I was. She must have seen my fear, too, because she dropped the hyperpouch in front of me and tapped it. The pouch’s opening widened. I immediately grabbed it and reached in, pulling out a sweet-smelling, reddish pastry. Centauri bread. I jammed the loaf into my mouth, closing my eyes. When I opened them, the native was gone. “Thank you,” I whispered into the silence.

My attempt at SciFi's 19th challenge. A man from the future comes back to the past for some unfinished business...

Greg was an unusually foul-mouthed and clever mouse. After watching Planet of the Apes, he decided he'd had quite enough. This is my entry for the science fiction Challenge 19 - It All Started With A..., which required me to use the opening line: "My only chance of escape involved a small, dark tunnel guarded by..."

A short story that begins above Europa, a moon of Jupiter.