Sci Fi

Lights Out. Top Story - June 2021.
No! Megan Bennett barely kept the shout to herself. In her mind, she could do nothing but repeat this refrain. No! No! No!
By Brandon Moore5 years ago in Fiction
Locked Memories
The young woman burst forward in her bed, her eyes wide and her breathing laboured. White plastic sectroids were attached to various areas on her forehead. They were attached to white wires that led to a large machine next to the bed.
By Jade Stephens5 years ago in Fiction
Alien Apocalypse
The End: Amidst the chaos of the collapse of EVERYTHING all around the globe—religions, commercialism, all governments... I clasped the locket my beloved had given me so tightly in my fist, that it left a bloody imprint of a heart on my palm. I plagued myself with questions: “Is he already dead? Why wouldn’t he listen?” He had taken a stand against us… against ME! It broke my heart, but a clear line in the sand has been drawn, and he is on the other side, along with the majority of humankind.
By Karla Bowen Herman5 years ago in Fiction
Biopunk
This cyberpunk-enlivened subgenre happens sooner rather than later and analyzes the (regularly dim) outcomes of bio-designing.
By waqar jameel5 years ago in Fiction
Children's Story
This subgenre of Science Fiction centers around components that appeal to kids, from early perusing ages through 12 years old. Regular subjects incorporate experience, independent rocket ships, outsider companions, and, obviously, robots.
By waqar jameel5 years ago in Fiction
Steampunk
Set in the nineteenth century, these accounts use steam to control progressed apparatus. Inside this Victorian substitute history subgenre, there exists cutting edge innovation that utilizations steam as its fuel source.
By waqar jameel5 years ago in Fiction
Apocalyptic/Post-Apocalyptic
This subgenre centers around characters and plotlines after a significant world debacle has happened. You'll regularly discover topics like local area and its job in endurance, annihilation of biological systems, human instinct, and tragic governments.
By waqar jameel5 years ago in Fiction
The Many Deaths of Deacon
Pain, so much pain! My bones are on fire, I can’t think… Feels like a damned elephant is sitting on my chest! where’s that bloody nurse? What kind of circus are they running here, anyway? I need my pain meds, this doesn’t feel right, not right, no… oh no, oh no! I’m not ready to die!
By Angel Whelan5 years ago in Fiction
Aliens
This subgenre highlights extraterrestrials and contains topics, for example, dread of the "other," intergalactic conflict, and disclosure of/correspondence with other conscious creatures.
By waqar jameel5 years ago in Fiction
The Birthday
Hugo Darley hitched his trousers to his knees and inspected his left leg. It had been throbbing the last few days and he couldn’t work out why. Varicose veins stretched around his calf like a lavender spider’s web, but there was still plenty of muscle definition at the back. He was concerned over nothing.
By Caitlin5 years ago in Fiction
Milk 2.0
This is the private journal of Samuel Clemens
By Gerald Holmes5 years ago in Fiction
THE HAND
The air was thick with the acrid scent of burning tires and plastics. The low hung clouds of noxious fumes crawled across broken streets and into the hollow windows of abandoned houses. The cavities and gaping orifices of this dead town silently screaming in a frozen rictus... the empty skulls of what life was. That was before. Before the virus, before the pandemic, before the vaccine, before the political rupture, before the chaos of the riots, before martial law was declared and even before the first of the effects were realized. Then, there was the Noche de Muertas. It was now almost 5 full years since 95% of the world's population had simply not woken that brisk November morning. Those scattered few that had found themselves ran from initial shock to panic to disbelief to hysteria. Some went straight to madness, others went slowly. Those that didn't find death from starvation, malnutrition, simple, mundane medical issues or exposure to the environment, actively sought it out after the first few months. Now, after four and a half years... the only people left were either significantly mad, in severely acute and complex yet functional ways, or they were stubborn. Being able to determine which was which wasn't always easy.
By Ken Rieke5 years ago in Fiction