Science Fiction

PLANET ECHO

Sci Fi: They landed on the planet amid a battle. The small settlement was under siege and the peaceful looking aliens looked so frightened.
This was in stark contrast to the attackers, who you could tell lived for war. The Earthers immediately ran for cover into a cave. It was there they found the ancient almanac, and learnt of the sorrowful history of the place; and it was obvious it would cause shame.
As one they seemed to know what they had to do. Taking up arms, they counter attacked, and soon the settlement was saved.
Thanked, the Earthers took off to carry on their journey.
Leaving orbit, the wormhole took them by surprise and they landed on a planet amid a battle. It was a different area to where they had previously been, or been before that, and before that, and before that …
But they knew nothing of this. They simply found an almanac and felt ashamed. Confusion, knew the aliens, made excellent mercenaries.

CODE BLUE

Fiction: The alert went off when the Angel of Death fluttered across a Blue Moon.
Its vapid presence terrified us. No! It would not happen again! Visors fastened, assault rifles ready, we sprinted to the solar battlecars, knowing what had to be done.
As soon as we entered the Zone we saw the effects of the Black Death. It almost choked the air. Of course the Corporates tried their usual skirmishing tactics but we penetrated deep, and there, before us, we found it – and a full defensive system to stop us.
The battle raged for hours, the Corporates rushing us in their fanatical need to pollute. Some said we had been caught in an unconscious hatred of ourselves. It seemed the only way to explain it – why we lived with the Black Death all those decades.
But we turned back from the brink – began to fight, driving them to their own little corner of the globe. But now they’ve started again – this has got to be the end …
Well, the battle was won, the white foam covered the power station and I held a lump of Black Death in my hand, sickened by how it so nearly destroyed us in its liquid, solid and gaseous forms. But now we’d learnt and we left it in the ground – and the haze left the moon to shine.

ANN LEE – AN ADAPTATION

Sci Fi: She lies in the road, injured, pained. Beautiful.
I’m an EAP 700 series complete with advanced learning program. Sitting, I realize I must learn from this girl – how she approaches death; how I perceive she feels – how I feel.
I study literature so this experience is new to me …
Her death takes many units, and as she dies I realize she is more than words.
Am I more than circuits?
A line from Poe comes to consciousness:
‘we loved with a love that was more than love.’
This makes me feel … unusual. Can I? Can I … love? …
More data required. Search. Find. Inflict wound. Fatal. Slow. Sit. Watch … Death … … …

BLUE RAIN

Sci Fi: It was the first Earth-like planet they had found. At least, how Earth had once been.
Nature proliferated here. It was a jewel, and the crew were ecstatic. They had really found paradise. Yet, as one crewman found out, paradise held dangers.
The branch just fell from nowhere. He was rushed to sickbay, leaving a pool of blood on the ground. Later, clouds gathered, and when the rain came it was fierce. But when it turned blue, they began to fear the rain. And as it became acidic and burnt their skin, they raced back to the ship.
It took just an hour to realise the rain was only over them – and it was burning through their hull. They took off after that, never to return, and on the planet the ants removed all trace of the blood.

PLANET SIMPLE

Sci Fi: They were ready to cook, and chef had prepared the creature, ready to put it on the spit.
They’d been on the planet for nearly a month now and reached the phase where they were to try living on what was available – after all, if it was to be colonized, this is how it would be.
Of course, it took some getting used to. There was ice even in the heat of summer – not water-based, I must add – and they had to be careful of falling icicles.
The one disappointment was the lack of sentient life – after all, initial surveys from space had been hopeful, with signs of construction, but it was obvious they’d been wrong.
It had been argued that maybe the primary species was so advanced that mere humans would not understand their degree of sentience. And as the creature was speared by the spit, it could only agree.

THE LOOP

Sci Fi: If we remember the pain can we avoid it?
I ask because I’m stuck in a time loop. I never realized at first – well, I say ‘first’, but for all I know I could have been here for eternity.
I passed the fruit seller and old soldier and thought nothing of it, but when a glimpse of recognition came I wondered just what was going on.
Had I seen them before?
And from the sadness on their faces I thought I must have. Looking down and seeing my footprints only added to my feeling. After all, how could I leave footprints before I’d walked there?
The familiarity with the old soldier and fruit seller increased the more I passed; and that’s when I began to notice my future footprints were becoming more laboured, as if there was something to dread ahead of me.
And soon, of course, I began to remember the pain I was about to suffer. But can I break a time loop?
I think I can. I don’t think I’ll be passing by here many more times before I shoot myself dead.

STAR CHILD

Sci Fi: It was a star system like no other, and when the tiny ships began to attack them in their hundreds, the crew realized conventional tactics would be no good here.
The Captain ordered a conference. All possibilities were discussed, but nothing seemed to work.
It was when life support was down to 15% that the ship’s doctor made a passing comment:
‘It’s the way they’re attacking, as if the ships are anti-viral mechanisms of a lifeform.’
The Captain was taken aback by this, but when once the idea was in place, he began to look upon the system anew – the Sun as conscious centre, the planets and asteroids as parts of the body, the natural transport routes working with gravitational pull as the veins and nerves, and the population of the planets as neurons, making the star system’s thoughts a reality.
Of course, this provided the weapon to allow escape – pulsed shocks to the centre of their sun to create confusion – but the Captain realized that maybe life is not a rare resource of a cold universe, but star children holding hands across the Cosmos.

FUTURES

Sci Fi: Danvers worked his way up the secretive Time Corporation quite quickly.
It was a career full of hassle, but he was determined to inject his own ideas into the process. His family thought it a strange move as he dreamt of wealth, yet his research position provided little. But even they didn’t know that his work, alone, at night, had a hidden agenda.
He’d go back to the early 21st century, check the stock exchange, then go back a week earlier and play the future’s market. Transferring the amount to gold, he’d then return to his present time and deposit it, his wealth increasing in kind. Yet it was inevitable he’d get greedy.
Of course, the markets blamed sub prime mortgages.
After all, how could they explain how so much credit seemed to disappear overnight?
As for Danvers, his greed got to him in another way. The initial idea for time travel had just begun to form. Unfortunately, the economic climate made it impossible for any company to take the project on, and the idea was lost – leaving Danvers to never be born.

THE RELIGIONIST

Sci Fi: Religion had been banned long ago – the Atheist Constitution had seen to that. And with the Tick Tock Administration, even the thought of deviance from the factual had been buried.
Indeed, the Tick Tock Men produced a most reliable society, with everything in its place, and never a stray thought. So it was with amazement that they viewed the sudden appearance of the Religionist.
He was a most scruffy, long haired man with mania in his eyes. People quickly gathered around him to hear what he said, many ending up LATE!
The Tick Tock Men tried everything to prize them from him, but after a while they began to notice the device he carried with him.
Finally taking it from him, they decided it was some kind of hypnosis machine, but when they opened it, they found it to be empty – which left only one shocking conclusion.
Religion was still in their hearts.

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