Foster Industries Residential Tower, Crosswook, November 5th, 2033 7:45 EST “Thank you for coming so quickly, Commander.” “Of course, Madam President,” replied the JAG officer on duty, Commander Andrea Vandergriff. “What’s the protocol for these allegations? Against the former president I mean?" “I can’t really speak to definite legalities, Ma’am, we’ll need to get the …
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Alliance Day: Chapter III
Paragon Center, Alliance Memorial Park, November 5th, 2033 7:10 EST Red Widow eyea smiled, “My apologies Casey, I guess I’m a little invested in the final peace everyone has worked so hard to achieve, invested in the knowledge that all of the truths will finally come out so all the victims can hope for closure.” A pause, …
Alliance Day, Chapter II
Paragon Alliance Memorial Park, Crosswook, November 5th, 2033 6:30 PM EST She walked down the short ramp and turned towards the broadcast area. Whether it counted as irony or luck, maybe both, the abundant crowds swarmed the park during the warmth of the day, previous pattern analytics provided confident projections that the memorial had become just …
Shifting Sands
Port Hedland, Australia, Approximately Sixteen Years Ago It had been six months since she'd said yes, but he was leaving for Timor the next day. He'd wanted to get married before he left, but she'd argued that she wanted to be out of the army first, so, one last celebration before he left, a short …
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Lost in Time, Part II — An Alliance Alternate World Story
Earth – Universe 999, December 1, 2157 The smells of the canteen wiped away her train of thought, and she forgot all the questions for a moment, and her stomach growled again. The colonel smiled, and led her to a table with an odd collection of chairs, mismatched, but all comfortable, surrounding a small table. …
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A Dreamer’s Pain, Part I
The rage burned through the reflection of the yellow eyes visible underneath the mask, the flickers of purple as the teleportation spell took hold, depositing them on the mark Spyder had painted on the floor so long ago. For just a moment, irony distracted him, the wave of purple magic jumbling with the purple tint …
Quiet Judgment
He let the water spray over him. A few months ago, Shawna would be in here and they would have figured out how to make this narrow shower their playground. Given that she'd changed her hair to the same sea blue as that first vacation to Cancun, and.....well, there had been a lot of firsts …
Shimmers of Truth
The blood and gore had been difficult to remove. A shower long enough to scrub and scrub and scrub again would have gone long cold in a regular home. And yet, still the scalding heat poured down on my body, the steam condensing into clouds barely piercable by normal eyesight. After the water no …
A Nightmarish Truth
The monstrous former grizzy bear roared as it spun, far quicker than something of that size and weight should be able to move, and as it did, the electro-metallic parts piercing its bloody chest swung into few, complementing the metallic gleam of its unnatural claws. Perfect, his landing had distracted it from the …
Rage: The Duality of Love & Hate
He regretted it as soon as it left his hand. Mad as a cut snake. How the fuck was he supposed to compete for romanticism against a story of a proposal in space, viewing the Earth and saying whatever she wanted because he was a fucking Foster? So afraid when she said that he screwed …
AAR – Alliance Upsurge Defence Force
G’day H, I bow to your obsession for bloody emails, even though I swore a couple of years ago it was too much of a security risk. I didn’t really pay any attention to what the hell you wrote in that report you submitted to the mayor, but I finally read it while all you …
An Awakening
He’d been working on the birthday surprise for weeks, but it had seemed so pointless while Henri was in the coma. Bryce wasn’t going to want to celebrate his twenty-first birthday without his best friend, and while Shawna would drink at the drop of the hat, she hadn’t been doing much of anything other than …
Acceptance: A Gleam & Ghost History
September 2016 Tired. Not physically, not really. He could still run for miles if he needed to, but he was getting sloppy. Fatigued mentally. Things had been so hectic over the last month. He hadn’t made a major mistake yet, that he knew of, but….he needed a break, a big break. Christmas was still three …
Last Dreams 