Mark Stigers
Bio
One year after my birth sputnik was launched, making me a space child. I did a hitch in the Navy as a electronics tech. I worked for Hughes Aircraft Company for quite a while. I currently live in the Saguaro forest in Tucson Arizona
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Who Cut the Cheese
Scene: The Belly of Olympus – The Temptation Begins The pallet sealed behind him. Darkness closed in. Jack lay still, the warmth of the kill still radiating in his chest—but the cold was already creeping in. No movement. No sound. Just the thrum of engines and the pressure of a billion dollars overhead.
By Mark Stigers 11 months ago in Chapters
To Divide a God
The air was thick with tension as Jack laid out his proposal. He leaned forward, a slight smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. “I need a billion bucks,” he said, his tone calm, but the weight of the request heavy in the air.
By Mark Stigers 11 months ago in Chapters
Ashes of Iron
Scene: Paris, 06:01 UTC – Champ de Mars, Eiffel Tower The morning is soft. Pale sunlight breaks over the rooftops of Paris, catching on the iron lattice of the Eiffel Tower. Joggers weave through the waking city. Vendors set up their carts. A group of schoolchildren, bundled in matching uniforms, pose for a photo. Somewhere nearby, a street musician plays a soft accordion tune.
By Mark Stigers 11 months ago in Chapters
The A Hole Protocol
Scene: Black Site – Underground Intelligence Facility, Location Classified Time: 04:12 UTC – 39 minutes after impact A dimly lit, war-room-style chamber buzzes with subdued panic. Flickering monitors show satellite feeds of Mount Olympus, the obliterated atoll, and cities around the globe now under Level 1 alert. A world map blinks with red threat markers.
By Mark Stigers 11 months ago in Chapters
Zeus on Mount Olympus
Location: Above the clouds, at an altitude of 100,000 feet, a massive zeppelin hovers like a shadow over the vast expanse of the Pacific Ocean. Its name: Mount Olympus, a towering testament to human engineering and artificial intelligence. Inside, the atmosphere is sterile, calculated, and cold.
By Mark Stigers 11 months ago in Chapters
The Magic Ant Factory
Zapper knew where the factory was that was marked on the map. After a week of travel on horse back Zapper stopped at a cave and they tied the house to a tree line tether they quickly made. Then they set up camp just inside the cave’s entrance in a large open room.
By Mark Stigers 11 months ago in Chapters
Problems
The journey was slow, the wagon’s wheels groaning under the weight of the disguised gold. The iron illusion held strong, but the burden remained—every bump and rut in the road sent a jolt through the frame, making the horses strain against their harnesses.
By Mark Stigers 11 months ago in Chapters
Godhood
Chance paused in the doorway of his library taking in the sight before him. The room, once a place of quiet contemplation, now thrummed with an eerie energy. Shelves of books stretched toward the vaulted ceiling, their contents shifting through the air as if caught in the current of an invisible river. And at its center—Ordazar.
By Mark Stigers 12 months ago in Chapters
Home
Zapper leaned forward, fingers steepled, his gaze fixed on the gem-covered gauntlet. “You don’t understand, Chance,” he said, tapping the table near the gauntlet, careful not to touch it. “This isn’t just a map. It’s a key. If it leads where I think it does, we’re standing on the edge of something immense. We need to act quickly.”
By Mark Stigers 12 months ago in Chapters
