Short Fiction

Super Psycho – Short Story (Superhero)

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Saturday: I leaped off a building. Scary. Not as much fun as I thought. The cape was a nice touch. Soaring through the streets I found the street filthy with trash and hordes of trash people. Do they really deserve to be saved? They certainly don’t deserve to know my true identity. I know what they’ll say, that the mask is a deception, that I’m hiding behind it. But I’m not a liar. Being a hero out ways any wrongdoing that might be perceived by the liars. At 315PM I found the bomb implanted on the bridge into the city. Disarmed it. Saw a school bus and the kids cheered me. Another day. Another duty fulfilled. Still didn’t make the news.

This city’s falling apart and no one is doing anything about it. Crime on the streets. It needs to be cleansed Read More

Bad Pillow – Short Story (Horror)

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“I will taste your blood, your insides, and your feeble, carnal meat. Delicate things are the easiest to break. Will you bleed yourself to me? It’s on the counter. Grab it! Grab the razor!” The words were like death, menacing and cold. A voice so bass it burned his left ear to listen. It always came so late at night, the voice inside the pillow.

“I’m so tired of waiting and watching. Grab it! Slice yourself open and let me feed upon your mortal essence Read More

Black and White Artifact – Short Story

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The dirt was dry around his pale, white fingers, the tree root was hard but he could sense something round and smooth deeper in. The air had been calm for these last peaceful moments. A peace that would be short-lived once the Azarians and Kaucuns continued their battle beyond the forest. Everything had felt like it was falling apart but this one object that he pulled from the dirt might push everything back together again. It could fix everything Read More

Radioactive Warlord – Short Story

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“We are falling.”

“No. We’re rising.” General Harion held his chin up shifting the cavalry sword at his side.

“Our great nation may be conquering the world but we will have nothing left but mud and dirt. Our planet is becoming one of sorrow. A kingdom of death. Illusia and the rest of Verthurst will never be the same.” Said General Pyre, noticing that the other four generals were just as nervous as him.

General Harion however was the only one in attendance that still wore his decorative eagle helm and chest plate, signaling his defiance of empathy and promoting his loyalty to the nation of Illusia to the others Read More

Quantum Wet Dreams – Series – Part 1

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“Error. Error. Power source unstable. Life support offline. Trial period is about to expire. Error. Life signs not found…No oxygen found. Attempting to contact Hallett Starship….Attempt failed. Error. Errer found. Recursion error found. Error has reerr9er…Errorer.”

Her eyes blinked to life, mechanical motors clicked when she expanded her retinal apertures. Her stomach churned with the fans placed near her heart to keep it cool. Old but new with life. Angel awoke to find herself faced with several warning messages on the life capsule. “No oxygen found. No life signs found. Are you OK? Errooorrrrr. Press OK if you’re alive. Are…errorr you alive?” She didn’t know if she should. She wasn’t alive. But she wasn’t dead Read More

Phantom Image – Short Story

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“It’s an old TV but it still works.” Said his boss. “The guy who owned it died in his living room. His daughter brought it in. A few lines on the top here but its barely noticeable.”

Thomas stared at a blotch on the lower right. It was slightly more noticeable and he questioned whether it was worth the sale price. “What about that?”

His boss rubbed the screen where Thomas pointed and said, “Are you sure it’s not the glare Read More

Destroyers of Inhumanity – Short Story

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Mars is quiet and empty. It’s my home now, away from the Earth that I once knew. It’s a screwed-up universe and we’re all just part of it. All I want to do is dance on its grave but the arrival of the Scorpions prevented that.

The sky became dark on the 9th day of the third World War, when earth was embroiled in its own nuclear downfall. They came by the thousands in their massive flagships, somewhere from the abyss of deep space. But they were unlike anything humanity had ever seen. They came down from the sky in huge meteor-sized rocks, long and narrow. I was a general in the US-Canadian-UK alliance, under the leadership of Commander Brisbane. We were eating our daily rations of insect-slob in the DFAC when the news came in. Hundreds of large rocks, didn’t fall but descended from the sky, undetected by space force defenses Read More

The Skitters – Short Story

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“They lay their eggs in your mouth at night and when the suckers hatch, they crawl inside your body and eat the juiciest parts of you, your muscle.”

“Stop playin'” the bucktooth man didn’t look like a government scientist to Jay. “You ain’t never lived in Middleton and you ain’t probably never worked in no air force base.”

“I may be shady but I’m not a liar.” Said the man most people called Beggar Bob. The abandoned house was starting to get cold. Jay was starting to get used to the smell but not the smell of moldy milk that Bob gave off. “They eat out your teeth first, probably for calcium, and then go right after your muscles, then your bones.” He smiled his gap tooth grin Read More

Esoterica – Short Story

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There’s an island floating off the coast of Bloomcester, near the harbor town of Sacred Falls. It’s been there since a few weeks past and the townspeople say it’s full of magic and mystery and that only the most noble and honorable have access to its divine splendor. Almost like a shapely cloud the island in the sky stood motionless high enough above the ocean that only the bottom rock of the mass was visible from underneath. Large canvas balloons were employed to reach the floating island. The noblemen and shamans who traveled there returned changed. To the local residents they appeared to have been transformed into half-animal, half-human. They left as knights, lords, and ladies and returned as gods and goddesses Read More

Those That Hate the Self – Short Story

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“I’m ugly. I’m powerless. I’m fat and gross. Everyone who looks at me only sees a worthless slob who has no self-esteem, no self-control, and no self-confidence with a habit of self-destruction and self-deception.” Carol looked at herself in the mirror and repeated the honest facts out loud. Self-actualization was important after all, at least that’s what her therapist told her. “I eat too much. I work out too little. I hate myself and I hate the world for making me feel this way.” She wasn’t supposed to hide her feelings. It was best not to ignore them or else she would internalize it and go insane like all those other fat people who were worthless members of society Read More