"Why are we going to Earth anyway?" Samantha leans against the wall in the lounge, standing on her hands and stretching her legs up to touch her toes to the wall, before gently kicking away from it and walking around on her palms. "It’s a dead planet. There’s nothing to see." Cassiel watches Samantha with…
I can’t see anything. The fog around me is so thick and dense; it reminds me of smoke. I want to choke on it, but I can’t breathe. Your fault, whisper the voices in the distance. I pull my body across the ground, an inch at a time, but my left arm isn’t working. My…
The man who calls himself ‘Hero’ stares up at the robot, a hint of wonder and fear in his eyes. It is a look everyone in my facility once shared. Given the eons we have lived with Ionis protecting us, it is only natural that our fear and distrust have given way to admiration and…
Samantha’s tail twitches back and forth anxiously, like a cat waiting for a dog to sniff up a different tree, while Cassiel’s wings quiver with excitement. As for me, I sit and watch the world roll by under our craft, silently wringing my hands. Samantha has been uncharacteristically reserved ever since she woke up, while…
The rubber-skinned automaton stares at me vacuously, as though I’m little more than a blank blackboard for him to etch chalk onto. The sound of wind batters the shell of the spacecraft, but I can only slightly hear it through all the metal insulation. "Pleasant Answer: Yes, you are correct. I am the Original Mechanical…
A few dozen demons chatter amongst one another, sitting at tables here and there. The stale air in the room fills my nostrils, my disgust only matched by a silent apprehension regarding the conclusion of this game. Clink, clink, clang. The Eldest Animus, Smealum, tosses his bones onto the demon-stone table and they spill around…
…………………………………… The sound of gunfire echoes against the walls of the shooting range. I don’t come to places like these often, but I’m a desperate man, and sometimes I have to break the rules. My heart trembles every time a boom rips through the hallway, but the earmuffs protect my hearing from the worst of…
…………………………………… The sound of gunfire echoes against the walls of the shooting range. I don’t come to places like these often, but I’m a desperate man, and sometimes I have to break the rules. My heart trembles every time a boom rips through the hallway, but the earmuffs protect my hearing from the worst of…
Jason! Watch out! I yell into his mind to get his attention, and he turns to look where I indicated, but- PIFF. A sound much like a balloon popping fills the room, and Jason’s head is knocked backward. I can only stare in stunned silence as he falls to the ground. My still-invisible orb flops…
I love public speaking. Most people hate it, and I did once as well, but after I grew used to it, it became a thrill that I couldn’t get enough of. I long ago stopped wordsmithing calm on myself to steady my nerves, as now I have shifted the butterflies in my stomach into energy…
