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Invisible Magic Part 5: The Words of the Native American Chief
Tom was going through his dad's old paperwork box that no one actually read; the box had “confidential no one needs to know; unless that day has arrived, we all know what to expect and if you need clues open this box” written on the side. Tom thought "well that day has arrived," so he had to open it to find clues. The box was full of notes, letters, gifts, and many more things that he never knew his dad was up to; it was like a secret thing that his dad did and nobody knew. Tom picked up one envelope that had started to be opened but the opener never finished. Tom hesitated for a moment before he did anything, he then opened it and began reading it.
By Lizzy Arrow9 years ago in Futurism
Looking Glass Part 2: The Night They Became Orphans
His hiding place had been discovered. What on earth was he going to do now? As he watched the man who had just killed Mary right before his eyes, the urge to interrupt him before he had finished was overwhelming. That's when something happened, something that the observer all knew too much about. He was going back to a place he'd hoped he would never see again; it was just him, the man, Oliver Wishingwell, and one of the boys. He couldn't work out which one it was as his face was changing every minute into another one of the Kennedys; that's when the observer knew who it was: it was Duncan. Duncan had an extra power that had been passed down to him from his ancestors and of course the observer’s ancestors. As he watched Oliver was struggling to get close to Duncan.
By Lizzy Arrow9 years ago in Futurism
Sephro: The Connection
PROLOGUE Sephro is a magical planet, resplendent in beauty and guided by powerful Goddesses and Gods. Earth is broken yet beautiful, enduring, trying to survive. Two different planets which forge a connection so powerful it could strengthen not only Sephro and Earth but every planet, every solar system, every galaxy. And yet they are similar in many ways.
By Kate Quinn9 years ago in Futurism
Alex The Inventor-(Chapter 1/Pt. 2)
Books 1 & 2 can also be read at: Deep Sky Stories Chapter 1 (Part 2) Halden's mouth fell open and stayed that way for a full Martian minute, which is quite a long time when compared to ours. What was his father thinking? Was he mad? What would be the purpose behind such an impossible challenge?But, before Halden could think of his first words to say in protest, the king went further still."We were not being capricious regarding the challenge that your mother and I decided upon, nor do we take it lightly, Hal'd because there is also a reason behind our challenge for you. We wish for you to be a scout for our clan - nay, for all our people," T'eir said."There has long been the need among our people to strive to climb free from the bonds of this Homeworld and branch away to new, uncharted places. It is true that our bravest fliers once gained footholds on nearby Phobos and Deimos," he added with a wave at each moon, "but their purpose for that was merely to wage a regrettable High-War using creatures who should have remained here as peaceful laborers.""Now, a time of serious change is upon us and we have need of your fresh and unique talent, Halden. Your mother and I have seen how you enjoy building and creating all manner of interesting machines since you were small, and now that you are older, I have seen how much you yearn to spread your wings and explore.""So now, here in this secret place and with the help of some of the most well versed thinkers of our clan, you will seek to attain your journey. The Craft-Book of our clan does not describe a vessel such as the one that you must build but we will lend our knowledge and secrets when need be.""It will be a dangerous journey, no doubt, Halden, but nothing beyond the safety of childhood is without risk."((To achieve this voyage to the Blue Waterworld, you will simply have to accept that there will be more risk – that is all)), T'eir finished with those gravely serious words from his mind.So began young Halden's journey into manhood and it was an arduous one to be sure. Yet once he set his mind to the goal and started working with the materials he had, one problem after the other, soon was solved. The designers and technicians who were supposed to assist Halden soon found that their help was only needed occasionally because the lad had such a sharp mind that he was able to quickly grasp the necessary teachings or skills and soon moved on to surpass even his tutors.Before long, a small, sturdy vessel began to take shape in the center of the cave and, with each passing day, Halden gained more and more certainty about how well all the pieces of the little spacecraft should fit into place.
By G.F. Brynn9 years ago in Futurism
Looking Glass Part 1: The Night They Became Orphans
The randomness of snowflakes enraptured a casual observer who was watching a young mother struggling with three young infants. They seemed to be giving her the runaround, but luckily someone who the young lady knew carefully ran over to give her a hand. As he watched the dramatic scene that had been laid out before him, he said, “Do you know who they are?” Thinking out loud but he's actually talking to you readers; “No you say?… haven't you heard the tales and the rumours of the three young triplets?” He paused for a moment as the young lady had two of the triplets; the much older lady had managed to calm the other child down, and ended up carrying him as he was distracted by the scarf that she was wearing.
By Lizzy Arrow9 years ago in Futurism
Symbiote Chapter 5
This was a day long in coming. This was the day that cadets miraculously became soldiers. This was pass and review, when the greatest warriors would stand before their charges and take the oath to defend their worlds from all that would threaten them. They had trained for years to harness their abilities, getting worshiped for their abilities was just a fringe benefit, and an awesome one at that; just like living forever. Granted, everything that lived could get killed, but for them there were no "natural" causes.
By daniel morris9 years ago in Futurism
Invisible Magic Part 4: Dear Prime Ministers
Dear Both World's Prime Ministers, I would first like to sincerely apologise that you had to witness a horrific attack this week in my home; this is not the first time they have attacked the house. Well, actually there's an investigation going on. How did they know someone like me lived in the middle of nowhere? We all know. Well, the whole Kennedy department knows who’s behind it all. You're probably wondering who were, too.
By Lizzy Arrow9 years ago in Futurism
Son Of Titan
The AtomicBadger had moved away from that graveyard of steel, leaving behind the ghosts of her sister tanks. John sat at the controls, driving the tank destroyer with the skill of a seasoned veteran. Mick had taken the gunners post and was trying his best to catch some sleep, despite the loud rumbling of the powerful engine behind him. And Oscar was standing, leaning over the top of the gun turret, half exposed to the elements like the commanders of old. Studying the maps on his wrist pad, he had come to a sobering conclusion: his driver had lied. There was no way they would make it to Shangri-La Station in their condition. They would need to refuel along the way, and that was only in a scenario in which they didn't run into unwanted trouble. But Oscar wasn't that lucky, and he knew it.
By Joshua Gonzalez9 years ago in Futurism
The Invisible Mummy
The Invisible Mummy was having another bad day. He’d been causing disturbances at the used car dealership, making mild bits of mayhem by disconnecting computers from wall sockets, smearing windows with bandage grease and pushing Mini Coopers out of their parking spaces. But the inattentive car dealers were too bored, distracted or hungover to notice his disruptions. When, using all of his strength, he managed to push a Mini Cooper to the edge of the lot, shoving it up against the rusty chain that surrounded the place, one pudgy salesman finally took notice.
By Brian K. Henry9 years ago in Futurism
Crossing the Void
There have been many tales told of nights such as this, tales of demons, witches, ghouls, goblins and all manner of foul creatures who seek to enter the world of man when the night sky is at its darkest, the fog at its thickest and when the moon has given itself to the sick and putrid yellow glow of the underworld. Under such a dark and dreadful night, a thin priest dressed in snow white robes rushes from the safety of the church clutching a lantern lit by a fire in his left hand and a worn out leather brown book in his right hand. He sprints to a small one horse drawn carriage which sits at the base of the church's stone steps as he pants and gasps for air the priest tells the frightened stagecoach,
By Winfield Brothers 9 years ago in Futurism
