June 2015 75-word Writing Challenge -- VICTORY TO KERRYBUCHANAN!

[Victoria Silverwolf]

The Ambassadors

The Tau Cetians descended from their giant starship in gossamer webs of light. They were small, slender, and hairless, with silver skin and dark eyes. Thousands of them landed that day, always on islands surrounded by warm waters, from the Mediterranean to the Malay Archipelago, from Saint Helena to Easter Island.

Before we could greet them they dove into the sea, emerging only rarely to breathe. They had come to speak to Earth’s true rulers.

 

[Jo Zebedee]

I’LL WAIT VERY HARD


Baby’s cry cuts the air. The last tearing pain ebbs. He nuzzles me, mouth seeking, and suckles. It doesn’t matter about the medical stuff: the placenta being delivered; stitches put in. There’s just me and him in the long, slow moment.

A clicker sounds. The dome’s occupancy is back to full. I stroke Baby’s head, tears falling, and I wait, hoping the counter falls back, so he can return. And yet, I know it won’t.

 

[Void]

The Post-War Queen


From the moment she was pasted to her throne, she eyed the sky. There was ominousness in the shifting light, dark and colour.
She plotted, high above her subject(s), yet the campaign began slowly: a pitfall, a sortie.


But finally!


A surging forward march and the clatter of brass.
As leader of the charge, she was the first to see him as they arrived upon the mat:

The sighing Sky Man who called her ‘Bill’.

 

[Cascade]

Euro Vision

On the front they are sitting in a helicopter, dazzling in white, not quite smiling.

It probably seemed modern in 1976.
It certainly seems modern now.

There was a time when anything was possible, when we were young and beautiful and sexy.
Before the Rage War. Before the pandemic and the drugs and the “cure”. Before we all fled south.

There was time when Europe was civilization and anyone could be a dancing queen.

 

[Michael Coorlim]

Re-arrival

Robert threw the door open to his lab, hoping against hope that he wasn’t too late. “Stop!”

He found two copies of himself looking back at him.

“You’re too late.” The first said. “He’s already done it.”

The second Robert glanced at the machine in his hands.

“Oh, damn,” the new Robert said.

A fourth Robert nearly knocked him over in his haste to get into the lab. “Stop!”

This was getting tedious.

 

[Germinad]

Legion

“Welcome to my world!” The thought was audible. Vale's intentions came to greet him
as soon as they'd melded. He was to be kept. He sensed others there too; many others.
But one mind had to dominate. It was Vale's.

His subconscious, dutifully served a new host now; no loyalties there.
That's what Vale had wanted... He felt a great surge of panic; fear worse than death.
It was suppressed, like the voice of conscience.

 

[johnnyjet]

Enter Apophis

There! Do you see it? The asteroid Apophis, high in the sky, so small yet so brazen.

A directed missile will soon strike it and bump its trajectory. Just enough to send it someplace else. I review my equations.

Wait! I see two, no, three missiles! The cumulative effect of three strikes would …

I scramble to adjust my equations with new numbers.

Cold equations flutter to the ground in the warm breeze.

 

[LittleStar]

Save your rain, dear little one

Those were the last words she said to me.

Her spirit returned to the cracked earth, her body now just a colossal, petrified maple. The ash-dry wind whipped through the dead forest, whispering with paper leaves. Tears evaporated in the heat before they could even fall. She had told me to save them. For what? I'd die too.

I looked up.

The last Barken Queen died of thirst, waiting, while rain clouds gathered and mourned.

 

[farntfar]

Early smirk.
Massif Central ees a planette far from se galactique plane. A planette sat hat been colonised by se furst exploreurs to venture into space from la belle France.
We new sat sey werre feeleeng awl allown, sat say needed sumsing tu remind sem off ohm, end so our great missionn.
Lending on se night of se sird sirsday of novembre, we unlerded our geeft, proclaiming to se peepol,“Le Beaujolais nouveau est arrivé.”

 

[Karn Maeshalanadae]

A Late Arrival​

I flew into the city, speeding as fast as I could, my airship zipping across the sky at sonic speeds. I wasn’t bothered by the checkpoints…with this lethal airborne virus, the vaccine becomes the military’s number one concern.

I was too late. The infection had already spread to over ninety-eight percent of the planet’s population.

I collapsed to my knees, weeping within my isolation suit.

The humans had won. Mars was theirs now.

 

[Vaz]

Dice

Malloy danced down the Rangers steps, still steaming from re-entry.
His shotgun was cradled across his back, the screen on his wrist flashed and he stabbed at it swiftly confirming the kill.
He crept through a large shattered doorway, tiny icicles of glass crunched beneath his feet as he entered.

Silence. She sat facing him, clutching the crimson letter tightly.

Malloy slipped towards her phantom-like. The dice hung like temptation from his fingers.

 

[Appello]

Beginning at the End

Dust coated their souls by the time they made it. Bedraggled, limping, the child sagging like a ragdoll in Taran's arms.

Eilis swiped a hand across her forehead, shielding her eyes. Below, the lights of the cityscape burned searingly bright.

"We're here," she whispered. It was barely a breath, but Taran still glared.

"Not yet," he answered, fishing in his pocket. Still carrying the child, he staggered away down the hill, white flag raised high.

 

[Juliana]

Till Death do us Part

Malia waited on the palace steps as the Baron walked heavily toward her. He stopped at the foot of the stairs, washed clean of blood and battle, and smiled cruelly.

“Do you surrender, my bride?”

Malia inclined her head, regal in defeat, and counted the heartbeats until he reached her side. She smiled as the slim dagger dropped from her sleeve into her hand. She couldn’t wait to share her betrothal gift.

 

[bedlamite]

Representative Galfren Igea: Niloba Territories Senate Hearing on Carbon Based Bipedal Arrivals

'Everywhere they tried to settle in this quadrant, things became intolerable almost immediately. We must accept that they can't live with us - they're little more than savages, and they have a corrosive effect on our society. I appreciate that they have come here to escape terrible, cruel regimes. Our responsibility, though, is our own citizens, first and foremost. I propose that they are deported back to Earth at the earliest opportunity'.

 

[ratsy]

Dawn to Dusk

The ships came at dawn.

Thousands of them littered the sky, blocking the rising sun.

I remembered the words my wife whispered into my ear as the last breath left her body. I took her necklace and strung it around my neck. It hummed softly as the blue stone lit up.

The screaming soon started and I saw hordes of people helplessly floating upwards.

I was left behind.

It was dusk when they left.

 

[Moonbat]

Delete Where Applicable



{Alien Race} you are/are not welcome here, we're excited to meet you/armed to the teeth.

We will happily exchange information/fire with your culture/war crafts.

We are a peaceful/warlike, artistic/violent and welcoming/vengeful people.

We invite/order you to enter our atmosphere/leave our solar system and/or meet/surrender to our leaders.

We leave it in your hands/claws/tentacles to decide how to proceed.


Sincerely


Name/Rank

 

[Tim Kinder]

An Unsuspecting Prey

It was the perfect plan, the perfect trap. No way they could know or prepare. Their spies discovered, their work seemingly unimpeded, their message “Come, for this race is weak.”

So we sat, on the dark of the moon. Quietly, secretly, lying in wait.

Then, as if on cue, at the time appointed by their agents, came their vessels.

They brought twenty, we were ready for a hundred.

Hello, invaders from afar. And good bye!

 

[holland]

Here Comes the Sun

“Millions blinded, the temperature is rising, our defenses are down. This must be the end.”

“Sir, the scientists say it is a combination of the extremely elongated, irregular and unpredictable planetary orbit and a mysterious void in space with an enormous gravitational pull that they cannot explain. There is a legend that says it has come and gone once before, many thousands of moons ago. They call it ‘day’.”

 

[marmalade]

Two for the price of one

Not-Emy stares at my with Emy’s eyes.

Familiar strangers on the walls also stare.

‘Tea?’

‘Thank you.’

Anonymous furniture hides signs of a life once lived; even dad’s chair is gone. What was I expecting?

‘Mum said you worked in a - a…’

‘Time sealed lab,’ it never sounded like a curse, till now.

She nods, swallows, smiles with mum’s nervous smile.

‘Science is amazing nowadays. Are you glad to be home?’

‘Whose home?’

 

[Paul_S]

The Wordsmith

The old man stared somberly down at the blank parchment in front of him, dreading what he knew was coming. His eyelid twitched, announcing the approaching headache. Shadows cast by dwindling candlelight danced in ritualistic mockery on the walls.

His head snapped up suddenly, eyes wide with terror. The pain in his head intensified, bringing with it a stream of thoughts that were not his own.

"I will write tonight. God save us all."