It was a momentous occasion. The Zulob Empire was leaving. The new President declared Earth was finally free from Zulob control. We didn’t know their enemy was planning to invade once they left.
I was trying to find an image of some science fiction presidential figure. In the end, some of you may have noticed, I settled on Laura Roslin from Battlestar Galactica…
Audrey and Trevor were in the park one afternoon, when they came across an object in the grass. Audrey picked it up.
“It looks like some futuristic gun.” Trevor observed.
“It’s just a child’s toy.” Audrey said as she pointed it at Trevor and pressed the trigger.
“No, don’t!” Trevor screamed, but was too late as she shot a red beam directly at him. Within a minute all that was left of him was a puddle of red goo.
“Oh, my!” Audrey exclaimed. She hurriedly walked off stashing the gun into her handbag. After all, it could be useful.
Joanne Fisher
Word count: 99
This is my second go at the prompt Oh, My provided by the Carrot Ranch November 21 Story Challenge. The previous one was Oh, My published here yesterday.
“So they still work then. Are they still producing electricity?” Nikki asked.
“No reason why they wouldn’t be. The question is can we find a way to connect to the power they’re producing?” Steven answered.
They were both standing on the shore staring out at the wind turbines. Dark clouds were above them. Already the temperature was dropping. Within a couple of weeks there could be snow and ice everywhere. They needed to find a power source if their community was going to survive.
“Surely there’s some place nearby that oversees them?”
“Maybe. I guess if we wander along the shore we might find it. Otherwise we will need a boat.” Steve replied.
“We can’t be outside too long. The radiation levels are still high.” Nikki reminded him. Steve nodded. They set off northwards. As they walked, Nikki wondered what sort of future any of them could have now.
Eliza observed the darkness around her as she floated. There was darkness, but there were also bright burning stars too numerous to count. How breathtaking the cosmos truly was. Occasionally she noticed the red blinking light of her emergency beacon as she floated in the deeps of space.
She was the only survivor of the accident. Luckily she was already in a spacesuit when the emergency happened, but the chances of her being found before she ran out of oxygen were absurdly remote. So she decided to enjoy the beauty of the universe for as long as she could.
Joanne Fisher
Word count: 99
This was written with the prompt floating provided by the Carrot Ranch July 18 Flash Fiction Challenge.
Our cruiser chased the smaller starship into the deeps of space. Our laser blasts were slowly breaking down their shields.
“Captain they’re going into the Danger Zone.” the First Mate warned.
“Keep following them.” I ordered.
“But Captain, we have standing orders not to enter that area!”
“Keep following them!” I repeated. Our scanners showed the ship we were chasing, but there was nothing else. As we entered the zone, we all wondered what might happen next. “We can still capture that ship before we’re noticed.”
Just then our scanners alerted us to multiple objects approaching us.at high speeds…
Joanne Fisher
This was written with the prompt danger zone provided by the Carrot Ranch June 13 Story Challenge.
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“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.
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…
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.
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