Absolutely! (flash fiction)

And Finrod fell before the Throne by KuraiGeijutsu

Absolutely!

I sat back in my throne as my advisor walked in.

“There’s been an outcry over your new measures. People are objecting.”

“Then kill the ones that object.” I replied. They went pale.

“What if I refuse to carry out that order?”

“Then you will be executed too.”

If they hadn’t wanted a bloodbath, then they shouldn’t have let me become World Leader with unlimited power.

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 65 + prompt

This was written with the prompt outcry provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #261.

As the saying goes: Absolute power corrupts absolutely. Imagine if you suddenly had absolute power: How long would it be until you became a tyrant? The Lord of the Rings, for example (not related to the above fiction), acknowledges this issue. Both Gandalf and Galadriel are offered the Ring of Power at different times, but they both end up refusing it as they know where it will lead. Yes at the beginning their intentions would be good, but gradually they would end up becoming Dark Lords themselves. Something to think about…

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Endurance (flash fiction)

Endurance

“Well’s gone dry.” Sarika stated. Both her and Kali stared at the dusty ground.

“We’ll have to dig a new well then.” Kali said. She knew if they didn’t find water, then they would have to find it somewhere else, but water was scarce in this parched valley. In fact the whole world seemed dry now.

“If we don’t find water, then we die.” Sarika stated. This was the constant reality all survivors now faced.

“Then the sooner we build a new well the better.” Kali replied trying to sound upbeat. They went to find the others to help.

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 99

This was written with the prompt well’s gone dry provided by the Carrot Ranch May 23 Story Challenge.

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The Talks Begin (flash fiction)

The Talks Begin

The delegates looked upon the blue world of New Earth, or Omphalos as it was also known (being the centre of the New Earth Federation). Each delegate felt trepidation as their starship began to land. New Earth had finally agreed to talks with the Alliance of Free Worlds after years of bloodshed. Though they weren’t happy with the location, and feared it may be a trap, nevertheless they had agreed to come.

Once they sat down against their opposites, they knew there was now a real chance for peace in the galaxy…

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 91 + prompt

This was written with the prompt omphalos provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #260.

This is not intended to be a comment on any current conflicts.

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Another Wish (flash fiction)

Another Wish

“Congratulations! By rubbing the lamp, you have released me from my prison! I shall grant you one wish.”

“Ooh, I thought this only happened in fairy tales! I wish to live forever.”

“Are you sure about that?”

“Yup. Immortality.”

“Okay your wish is granted.You will never die.”

“Wahoo! I’m never going to grow old!”

“You never said anything about not growing old. You just wanted to be immortal. So you will keep aging indefinitely from now on. You’ll spend an eternity as some wrinkled old prune in constant pain and unable to move, and you will never be able to die. How do you like that?”

“I think I’ll pass on that. Can I change my wish?”

“Sorry no backsies!”

Joanne Fisher

My nasty little mind strikes again!

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On the Run 7 (fiction)

On the Run

7

The blows from the Inquisitor’s lightsaber forced Sadeya backwards. He was definitely much stronger then she was. She parried with her lightsaber, but each blow from him almost wrenched it out her hands. As he brought another blow down on her, she unexpectedly sidestepped it and his blade instead hit a container. Sadeya counterattacked, but he quickly spun round and parried her blow. He was much stronger than her, but she was more agile. Know your opponents strengths, and your own, for once you know these, then you are more evenly matched, Master Ordol had told her.

“Do you think you can defeat me with just brute strength?” Sadeya asked. The Inquisitor smiled. His yellow reptilian eyes stared directly at her.

“For a padawan, you are more skilled than I had expected. Master Ordol taught you well. This might be a decent fight after all.” The Inquisitor replied. “Of course if you join us, I can complete your training.”

“Never.” Sadeya responded defiantly.

“I can feel your anger. It must have been so difficult to have been abandoned by the Jedi and trying to survive on your own all this time. There is darkness in you, I can feel it. Join with me and I will spare your friend. I know you have feelings for her.”

“No!” Sadeya shouted. She launched an attack at him, but he parried it with ease. He smiled again.

“That’s more like it! I can feel your hatred. Let out your anger, and you will be more powerful.” The Inquisitor taunted. Their blades met. He pushed her back again. “It’s the only way to defeat me.” As he attacked, Sadeya dodged and swung her blade round. Again, he quickly parried her, but her blade skipped onto his lower arm making a small cut. The Inquisitor laughed.

“Why are you Sith always overconfident? You think hate and anger is the only path to victory, when clearly it isn’t.” Sadeya told him.

“Why do you Jedi think you can only win without the Dark Side?” The Inquisitor countered. He launched another attack at her. She parried, but was driven back until she hit a wall. “You have nowhere to go.” He began a series of savage blows against her, and the only thing she could do was parry them. While he showed no sign of tiring, she knew she was. It was only a matter of time until he broke through her defences… Then unexpectedly there was a laser blast. It had come from Will’s light transport. Losa must have opened fire on him with the ship’s gun. While the Inquisitor was momentarily stunned, Sadeya chopped off his right arm. His arm fell to the ground still holding on to his lightsaber. Before he could react, Sadeya then drove her blade into his head. The Inquisitor’s lifeless body collapsed before her. Sadeya sighed, and then collapsed herself. She lay there shaking as Losa ran over, and helped her up to her feet.

“We’ve got to go now!” Losa urged. She supported Sadeya as they walked over to the spaceship. Sadeya reflected The Inquisitor had not considered Losa a threat, and that was his downfall in the end. Maybe love and friendship was more important than the Sith realised.

to be continued….

Joanne Fisher

It’s been over a month since the last installment of this this story. Sorry for the wait.

Previous episodes can be found on my Star Wars page.

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The Cellar (flash fiction)

The Cellar

I awoke with a start. I was in a white room lying on a table. A figure was inserting a tube into my arm, and once done, I watched my blood slowly go down this tube and into a glass receptacle below.

“What the hell?” I cried out. The figure turned around and beheld me. They were dressed from head to toe in a hazmat suit. Through the mask I could see their skin was very pale.

“Relax. I’m just extracting your blood. The process won’t take long.” the figure said.

“What are you? Some sort of vampire?” I asked as I struggled to get up, but I appeared to be strapped down to the table.

“Yes.” they replied.

“Don’t you normally bite people’s necks?”

“But if your body is ever recovered, bite marks on the neck would be a giveaway that we possibly exist, and so far through the long ages we have avoided having our existence become known.” they told me.

“Are you taking all my blood?” I asked. My heart was beating quickly with my rising sense of terror.

“Yes soon I’ll have around five litres of your exquisite blood stored away. Then I’ll dispose of your body.”

“If you are a vampire, then you’re all just glorified serial killers in the end, aren’t you?” I said accusingly while starting to feel dizzy. The figure did not respond, instead they checked the blood-flow. “What if I scream?” They shrugged their shoulders.

“You’re in a sound-proofed cellar. No one will hear you, but scream away if you must.”

“Why me?” Again they shrugged their shoulders.

“I guess you were in the wrong place at the wrong time.” They said. “You’ll be losing consciousness shortly.”

“Please let me go.” I pleaded. “I won’t tell anyone about this.” Everything around me was growing hazy. My eyes were losing focus.

“Goodnight.” they said. Slowly everything went dark.

Joanne Fisher

I’m not sure where all these nasty little stories in my head come from….

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The Plot (flash fiction)

The Plot

We infiltrated the castle posing as a group of traveling players, and ended up doing an impromptu performance to satisfy the Master of Ceremonies for the upcoming wedding. In reality we were there to open the castle gates for when the rightful Queen’s army attacked in the early morning…

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 48 + prompt

This was written with the prompt impromptu provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #258.

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The Extraction (flash fiction)

The Extraction

“They think I’m crazy! I need an extraction immediately.” Maz said talking into her wrist.

“And what are we doing out of bed?” The nurse asked shining a flashlight.

“I’m trying to leave.” Maz told her.

“I think you should be sleeping.” The nurse replied. Maz was marched back to her room and given a sedative.

“I don’t like these pills.” Maz complained.

“Just take it, and no more night adventures please.” The nurse ordered. She closed the door behind her, but heard a thud. Opening the door again, she found Maz was gone. “Damn the alien got away.”

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 99

This was written with the prompt extraction provided by the Carrot Ranch May 2 Story Challenge.

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Nightfall (flash fiction)

Nightfall

Tania quickly drove her car over the bridge. It was beginning to get dark and she had to get home. They only came out once it was dark. She knew she had been foolish to drive home so late, but she had lost track of time in the city, and once she realised the sun was beginning to set, she began to panic. Even now her heart was still beating rapidly as she drove, her sweaty palms slid on the steering wheel.

Once she was over the bridge, it wasn’t far to her house. She went up the driveway and brought the car to a halt. She breathed a sigh of relief: she had made it home and was safe. Just as she was about to get out of the car, she felt some cold breath on her neck.

“Hello my lovely!” said a deep inhuman voice right behind her.

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 150

This was written with the photo prompt provided by Crimson’s Creative Challenge #181.

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He Was Evil (flash fiction)

He Was Evil

The two of us were sent to this rocky moon to live out the rest of our lives. They didn’t understand the man I was sent with was my mortal enemy. He was evil.

They told us that if we worked together we could both eke out a comfortable existence, but alone we would die within a couple of years, at most.

As soon as we were left on the surface of this moon, I immediately attacked him by punching him repeatedly in the face until he collapsed. I then staved his head in with a rock.

They didn’t understand. He was evil.

Joanne Fisher

This came to me while doing the dishes. I guess the narrator didn’t understand irony…

Obviously, no one can see this 🙂

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