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Necrum

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Escape: Caught in a Loop [K+]

Caught In A Loop
Escape! [K+]
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Lt. Col. Fantastic

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Rescue {Rated K+}

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Sometimes I find myself face-down on the carpeted floor pondering life, the universe and everything all thanks to the perfect misery of boredom.
 

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Ones born of the heart and darkness, devoid of hearts, ravage all worlds and bring desolation.
 
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Sweat dripped from the young boys brow, he tossed and turned as he his sleep became more and more troubled. He grew uncomfortable, confined, and with one last kick his blanket fell to the floor with a massive thump.

The boy sat bolt-upright, the nightmare coming to an abrupt end. The room around him was not what he had expected, his eyes wide in shock as the realisation sunk in. He had been taken. Hands covered in dirt, clothes giving off a disgusting smell, he figured he must have been here a while - but why was he only realising this now?

The room, his cell, was a dull metal box. Several other beds framed the floor, all equally rusted and minimalistic, but they were all empty, he was definitely alone.

A gentle beep cut through the silence, drawing the boys attention away from his drifting thoughts of horror and towards the lit-up panel guarding the doorway. A small digital image of a thermometer was flashing, the accompanying number slowly rising, 35.0oc... 35.1oc... 35.2oc... The temperature was rising, even the metal walls seemed to be radiating heat.

In the reflection of the panel, the boy saw the culprit. The burning vortex of the sun was much bigger than he was used to, even though such a small window, but it was unmistakable. Peering outside, he saw that the situation was even more dire - fluid leaked from the ship, trailing off in an odd spiral pattern towards The Sun. Pressing his ear to the hot, thick glass he could just make out the strained creaking of the ship, fighting the gravitational pull of the colossal star. He needed to get out, quickly.

Running back to the panel, he looked for a way to open the heavy steel door. To his surprise all it took was a simple button, the unlocked door slowly slid open, revealing the inner sanctum of the spaceship. The boy gawped, stumbling forward out of his room and in to the giant ring corridor of the ship. He could see all the way around the floor, as well as up in to the spherical rooftop of the spacecraft. From the size he thought there could be hundreds or thousands or others, however, there was nothing but silence.

He was lost on what to do, with no idea where to go or what he could use to escape the boy had no option than to go to the most eye-catching place - the central shaft. Connected by seemingly thin, glass bridges the centre column could be accessed from any floor - a steady pulsing light travelled up and down the shaft repeatedly, the boy quickly made his way over to discover why.

As he ran to the centre he found eight circular discs, scattered around the floor. The curious shapes glowed the same colour as the light he'd seen further away. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath - stepping forward on to one of the circular panels. Nothing. Or so he thought.

Upon opening his eyes he realised how naive he'd been, for something had definitely happened. He now stood in a cramped room, full of large machines and flashing lights. The windows were laced with huge LCD screens, each showing an image or playing a looped video. Again, the room was abandoned, but something on one of the screens caught the boy's eye.

"... It was me?" he whispered. A sinister smile crept on to his face, the playback slowly becoming reality as he stared at himself on the screen.

Gun in hand, the boy crept up on the captain - who was riffling through the controls in an attempt to control the damage. The busy man hadn't noticed the muffled grunts of his subordinates as they fell to the floor. Over the static of the video and the wailing of the alarm, he could just be heard shouting down the intercom, "Find him!"

Those were the captain's final words.

Only two hours before had the system gone berserk; shields, gravity and oxygen all going into flux simultaneously. The culprit, a 9 year old boy who had been contained within the psychosis ward. The sudden carnage and chaos didn't leave much time for investigation, before the station became critical everyone was evacuated, leaving only the boy and the bodies of the dead.
 

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Sci-Fi/Fantasy: World Unknown [K]

World Unknown
Sci-Fi/Fantasy [K]
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gunnerpow7

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Romance: Love Transcends Anything [T]

Love Transcends Anything

Rating: T | Genre: Romance | Alternate Universe | Leading Male: Prince Chris Gramenia | Leading Female: Princess Taylor Petruvia | Supporting Male: King Jake Gramenia | Supporting Female: Queen Shay Petruvia | Antagonists: King Matthew Petruvia III ; Lord Mark Sorcia ; Lady Evelyn Gorcea



In the medieval period of the world, there was a region that were fought by two superpower kingdoms that ruled most of the region. At the west, Kingdom Petruvia stands which is led by King Matthew Petruvia III and Queen Shay Petruvia. At the east, Kingdom Gramenia rules that part of the region which is led by King Jake Gramenia and Queen Solana Gramenia. Both kingdoms bore one successor to the throne. In Kingdom Petruvia, we have Princess Taylor Petruvia, and in Kingdom Gramenia, we have Prince Chris Gramenia, both 18 years of age. Princess Taylor Petruvia has a radiant skin tone, with her slightly auburn hair flows from her head till at the midpoint wherein it curls until to the bottom, wearing a beautiful blue gown that captures her sapphire eyes. Prince Chris Gramenia has a fair complexion with dark chocolate eyes as pure as his mother's eyes but as strong as his father's eyes. He wears an elegant green suit that defines Kingdom Gramenia as a whole. Both of them wear their crown that symbolizes their respective kingdom.

This is a story about love and sacrifices. This particular event will change and define the two kingdoms forever.

On a particular sunny morning in the land of Petruvia, Princess Taylor woke up from a deep slumber.

"Hmmm. Time to get up." The princess said as she lazily stood up and went to her bathroom to freshen up.

On the other side of the region, this time in the land of Gramenia, Prince Chris also woke up just like Princess Taylor did.

"*yawn*... Okay, let's get moving!" The Gramenian Prince said while energetically stood up and got ready for today's activities.

In Castle Petruvia, The princess finished her morning rituals and went downstairs to eat her breakfast. At the dining hall, her eyes fell upon her parents, the royal couple of Kingdom Petruvia, King Matthew and Queen Shay.

"Good morning Mother, Good morning Father, how are you this fine day?" The princess asked while she sat near her parents and started eating a croissant.

"We're fine, my child." Queen Shay said before taking another bite of her scrambled egg.

"Taylor, Lord Mark wants to see you in Ravida later. Do you want to take the Royal Carriage?" The King asked his daughter after he took a bite from his bread. Lord Mark was actually Princess Taylor's "fiancé". The princess hated Lord Mark. But if she wishes to be the next queen of her kingdom, she must marry him to ascend to the throne.

"I think a carriage and maybe 3 guards will suffice for me to prevent attracting attention." The Petruvian Princess said smartly. She didn't know that this decision will change her life and her kingdom forever.

Ravida was located near the border of Petruvia and Gramenia. Because of this, it had become the town wherein the leaders of both kingdoms handle relations to each other. However, since the two kingdoms are currently feuding with each other, Ravida isn't much as lively as the years before.

Meanwhile, at Castle Gramenia, Prince Chris went to the dining hall for breakfast. As the doors open, the prince's eyes gazed upon his parents, the royal couple of Kingdom Gramenia, King Jake Gramenia and Queen Solana Gramenia.

"Good Morning Mother, Good Morning Father, Isn't it a lovely day?" The Gramenian Prince asked while sitting near to his parents and sipping from his juice.

"Why, yes it is my son!" Queen Solana said before taking another sip from her soup.

"So, have you got any plans for today, Chris?" King Jake asked his son after he took a sip from his coffee.

"Well, Lady Evelyn wants to talk to me in Excalestes after breakfast. I don't know why though. I mean, she is my best friend and all but meeting her in Excalestes seems a little weird... Oh well... Time to go! See you later Father, Mother." The Prince said while finishing his juice and went to his horse and went on his way. Lady Evelyn was actually Prince Chris' bestfriend. She and him used to play every day in the castle when they were young. Nowadays, she just visits from time to time. Like Princess Taylor, Prince Chris must find a bride if he wants to ascend to the throne.

Excalestes is the 3rd largest city in Kingdom Gramenia. Excalestes was actually near to Ravida. Because of this, Excalestes was more known as the Entry Point Of Kingdom Gramenia.

Meanwhile, on the way to Ravida, Princess Taylor bade farewell to her parents and went on her way with her 3 guards and her carriage. Since the road to Ravida was about 23 kilometers from the Castle, it was a long ride. About halfway through the path, Bandits from out of nowhere suddenly attacked the carriage.

"Hya!" "Wahoo!" "Yeah!" The bandits fought the guards head on. Due to the situation, Princess Taylor kept quiet to avoid being noticed. Unfortunately, the guards were defeated and the bandits took the carriage along with Princess Taylor.

The bandits went south as it passed Ravida and Excalestes. Somewhere along the trip, one of the bandits however managed to get into the carriage and found Princess Taylor. She, however screamed for help and tried to kick the bandit as hard as she could to prevent the bandit from hurting her.

Meanwhile, on the road to Excalestes, Prince Chris heard cries of help and soon enough, a carriage sped through the woods and passed the prince. He raced to the carriage and soon enough, he reached to the driver and punched the bandit to the face.

The driver lost balance and fell to the ground. The carriage was then put to a halt. Prince Chris then opened the door and pulled the bandit out of the carriage. Prince Chris then punched the bandit into his gut and threw him to the woods.

He checks inside the carriage and what he saw was indescribable.

Princess Taylor's reaction was also the same. Both of the royalties just looked at each other while both of them slightly blushing and their mouths agape.

"Uhh... Are you alright milady?" Prince Chris broke the silence.

"Uhh... Yes. I'm fine, good sir." Princess Taylor thanked the kind noble. Somehow, strange feelings had just occurred somewhere inside her body but she can't somehow explain it.

"Um, kind sir, can I ask where am I? I was supposed to go to Ravida before my carriage was hijacked." The Petruvian Princess asked The Gramenian Prince.

"Well, you're just at the outskirts o- Wait. Are you from the Kingdom of Petruvia, milady?" The prince asked her slightly shocked.

"Why? Am I in the Kingdom of Gramenia, good sir?" It was the princess' turn to ask.

"Well, you're just at the outskirts of Excalestes, so that means you're in the Kingdom of Gramenia." The prince calmly explained.

"Oh no! My dad is going to lock me in the dungeon if he knows I got in Gramenian soil." The princess went hysterical after that.

"It's okay, milady. You know what, I'll take you to Ravida. I don't really care if I get caught or anything." The prince suggested.

"Are you sure? I mean, you just rescued me, I think it's a bit too much if you escort me to Ravida." The princess said with a hint of concern.

"Oh, it's nothing. I want to help." The prince said with concern.

"Ummm.. Okay. Let's go!" The Petruvian Princess said with glee.

As they ride to Ravida, a question popped up on the princess' mind.

"Good sir, may I please ask your name?" The princess asked.

"My name is Prince Chris Gramenia of Kingdom Gramenia." The prince said modestly.

"Really?" The princess was really shocked!

"So his name is Prince Chris? What a beautiful name... Wait, what am I thinking? He's of Gramenian descent. I shouldn't even talk to him... But, his eyes.. Ugh!" The princess fought with herself.

"Umm, milady?"

"Umm, yes?" The princess stopped her train of thought.

"May I ask your beautifu- I mean your name?" Prince Chris stuttered.

"Well, I'm Princess Taylor Petruvia of Kingdom Petruvia." The princess said sheepishly.

"What?! She's the princess of Petruvia?! Even though, her hair does flow really nice with the wi- Wait. what am I saying? She's not my kind. But still, her face... Darn it..." The prince also faced a similar dilemma.

By the time they know it, they already arrived at Ravida.

"Here you go, Princess." The prince said while helping her get down from the horse.

"Thank you, Prince Chris!" The princess said thankfully.

"Please, call me Chris." He said gesturingly.

"Thank you Chris! Well, I must get going." The princess said.

"Wait, princess!" Chris hollered.

"Please, Chris, call me Taylor. Well, what is it?" Taylor asked Chris.

"Ummm... Can I see you again? Maybe tomorrow?" Chris asked with a tinge of blush forming from his face.

"Ummm... Sure! That be great! Well, I'll see you tomorrow?" Taylor asked Chris with also the same blush forming from her face.

Unbeknownst to them, two figures from different places saw the event and are planning something sinister. Very sinister.



After that fateful encounter, Princess Taylor and Prince Chris spent every day with each other, either going to Ravida or Excalestes, having fun like the fighting of their kingdoms were oblivious to them. Unfortunately, two people had enough of this foolishness and went to the castle of their respective kingdoms.

At Castle Petruvia:

The male mystery figure enters the chambers of the throne while bowing down to the king and queen.

"Your majesty, I have news about your daughter. Very bad news." The mystery figure informed the royal couple.

"What is it, Lord Mark Sorcia? Is she injured?" King Matthew exclaimed.

"No, Your Majesty... It's much worse!" Lord Mark said while smirking under his breath.

At Castle Gramenia:

This time, the female mystery figure enters the throne room while bowing down to the royal couple.

"Your majesty, I received word about Prince Chris that you should know about." The mystery figure said.

"What is it, Lady Evelyn Gorcea? Is my son in danger?" King Jake asked.

"No, Your Majesty. But this is more urgent than anything." Lady Evelyn exclaimed while also smirking under her breath.

In the Outskirts of Ravida and Excalestes:

"That was fun, Chris! I hope we do that again next time!" Taylor said excitedly.

"I know, Taylor. The fun part is when the guy stumbled on the wood..." Chris said while chuckling.

"Thanks for everything, Chris." Taylor thanked Chris.

"Don't mention it, Taylor." Chris said to Taylor.

Their eyes just stared at each other, their faces slowly inch towards each other, slowly closed their eyes, and their lips met for the first time. The kiss lasted for 10 seconds but for them, it felt like an hour. Unfortunately, they had to part for air.

"I love you Chris." Taylor said truthfully.

"I love you too Taylor." Chris said it with compassion.

Chris then took Taylor to Ravida since he can't venture out to other parts of Petruvia.

"Bye Taylor!" Chris exclaimed.

"Bye Chris!" Taylor hollered back.

So the two lovebirds split for the day. Unbeknownst to the two of them, they will receive shocking news when they arrive at their castles.

At Castle Petruvia:

"Mother, Father, I'm home!" Princess Taylor hollered but the sound of angry footsteps echoed the halls of the castle.

Soon, King Matthew stormed in, furious. Queen Shay tried to calm him down, but to no avail.

"You! We raised you well, fed you right, and you repay us by being with that, that, Gramenian Prince?!?!" The king furiously shouted.

"B-bu-but..." The Petruvian Princess was at loss for words. For starters, how did the king managed to know the secret?

"From now on, I forbid you to see him!" The king continued.

"What, that's unfair! Father, you don't understand, I LOVE HIM!!! Oops." Princess Taylor snapped but quickly shut her mouth but it was too late.

"WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?! That's IT! I HAVE ENOUGH OF YOUR INSOLENCE. FROM NOW ON, YOU ARE FORBIDDEN TO EXIT YOUR OWN ROOM!" The King said furiously as he commanded all of the generals to prepare for war.

The princess just wept as she went to her room. Her mother quickly followed.

Meanwhile, at Castle Gramenia:

"Mother, Father, I'm home!" Prince Chris hollered as King Jake went towards the Gramenian Prince.

"Son, we need to talk." The king said as the two of them went to Prince Chris' chambers.

"What is it, Father?" The prince asked.

"We know all about you and the Petruvian Princess." The King explained.

"What? So, that's why Father was so bent out of shape." Back at Castle Petruvia, Princess Taylor and Queen Shay also talked to each other about the problem at hand.

"Yes, my child. You know, I was once had a relationship with the King of Gramenia when we were your age." The queen smiled at that thought.

"Really, Father? You once had a relationship with the Queen of Petruvia?!?" The Gramenian Prince said unbelievably as the King told his side of the story.

"Yes, it is true, my son. Back then, we met each other at a Ravida Diplomacy Meeting before the feuding of our two kingdoms began."

"Really, Mother? Was it love at first sight?" The princess asked.

"Why, you could say it is. We spent every day with each other, like our duties were not a bother." The queen reminisced.

"So, what happened father?" Prince Chris asked his father.

"Well, we were planning to marry but our parents disagreed with the thought. And that's when the feuding began. It lasted for 35 years and will show no sign of stopping." The King said.

"And since you two started dating, your father disagrees with the thought of a Gramenian Prince ruling our kingdom. So, the feuding got worse as he is preparing war on the Gramenians." The queen said worringly.

"What? We have to stop him!" The princess said as she ran to stop her father from making a huge mistake, leaving her mother in the dust. The queen though, doesn't mind that her daughter is risking her life for this prince.

"She did what I couldn't do." The queen stated.

Back in Castle Gramenia, the alarm goes off signaling that the Petruvian troops are closing in on the castle.

"We have to move now!" King Jake said as he draws the sword and went outside the castle.

"Wait, Father, I'll come too!" Prince Chris pleaded his father. The Gramenian King approves and the both of them venture out together.

On the battlefield, Petruvian forces pushes on nearing the Gramenian troops. But even before the two forces even lay a finger on their enemies, a loud scream was heard.

"STOP THIS INSANITY!" All of the people looked back and saw the Petruvian princess.

Princess Taylor then went to the middle of the two forces. Prince Chris then saw his love and went into the middle also.

"Why do we have to fight? Can't you see we love each other?" Princess Taylor cried out.

"Yes, we don't want our future kingdoms broken because of this!" Prince Chris also cried out.

"Yes! Let's stop this insanity!" "Yeah!" All of the forces cried out, all agreeing with the future rulers of their kingdom, all but one.

"STOP! I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO NEVER SEE THIS PRINCE AGAIN?!" King Matthew exclaimed.

"Why, Father? Because he is of Gramenian descent?" Princess Taylor exclaimed.

"Why, isn't it obvious, princess? I don't even know if I can call you that." The king was dead serious.

"With all due respect, Your Majesty, I'm not like those one that you say you think. I will treat your daughter fairly, with justice, and I will love her forever, and I will never lay a finger on her." The prince defended himself.

Kingdom Gramenia backed up Prince Chris but Kingdom Petruvia was still opposing. However, King Matthew silenced them all.

The king thought about it for a minute and finally broke the silence.

"Well, in that case, you have my blessing!" The king finally said.

The two royalties then kissed each other and everyone cheered... except Lord Mark and Lady Evelyn who was lurking in the shadows, cursing under their breath.



6 months have passed and relations between Kingdom Petruvia and Kingdom Gramenia is better than the last 600 years. It was so good that the rulers of both Kingdom Petruvia and Gramenia both agreed that if the two successors would marry, then the two kingdoms will become one and will be Kingdom Petrenia.

As Prince Chris and Princess Taylor were walking in the streets of Ravida, Prince Chris asked a favor.

"My dear princess, can you wait me at the town square? I have to get something from somewhere. Is it okay?" The Gramenian Prince asked.

"Of course, my dear prince. I shall meet you again in the town square." The princess said. She trusted Prince Chris that greatly. Soon, both of them split up.

After a few minutes of waiting in the town square, Princess Taylor then saw Prince Chris from the crowd. Prince Chris then raced for the princess.

"Princess, I have known you since the incident in the outskirts of Excalestes..." The prince said truthfully. Somehow, the princess knows what's going to happen but she waited if her suspicions are confirmed.

"And I still remember 6 moths ago, when your father agreed us on being together..." The prince continued. The princess cannot believe this but somehow she is near to tears.

Then, the prince knelt on one knee and asked...

"Princess Taylor Odette Petruvia, will you marry me?" Prince Chris asked while showing her a ring that has a red ruby on the west side of the ring, symbolizing Kingdom Petruvia, a blue sapphire on the east side of the ring, symbolizing Kingdom Gramenia, and a green emerald shining at the center, symbolizing the unity of both kingdoms and the places that the royalties visited 6 months before, and all three making a shape of a circle. Princess Taylor was speechless and simply cried, not because of sorrow or shock, but because of joy.

"YES! YES, OF COURSE I WILL MARRY YOU!" The princess finally said as the two of them kissed and the audience around them cheered. On the next 30 days, they got married and Princess Taylor was crowned as Queen of the newly-unified Kingdom Petrenia and Prince Chris as King of Kingdom Petrenia.

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Escape: Icarus [T]


A small metal box, that is where Henry awoke. He was perspiring heavily and the bed that he was lain on was drenched in sweat. He couldn't remember where he was or how he got here. For the moment in fact he couldn't work out what the last thing he remembered doing was. Looking around the room the first thing that he notices is that there are several other beds in the room, all are made up but none have been slept in. The room was uncomfortably hot and checking the thermometer confirmed that it was 35 degrees Celsius and steadily climbing. It was then that Henry noticed a window at the far end of the room, slowly he pushed himself out of bed and walked over to it. It was quite difficult the floor in the room wasn't quite flat and he wasn't so easy on his feet. Beyond the window was the vast emptiness of space and framed perfectly in the middle was a star. The star was rather near and only the tinted glass prevented Harry from going blind due to the light shining in. As he looked out into space Harry notice scraps of metal floating past, he looked round the window, trying to get a look at the vessel he was on. What he saw shocked him, the ship was badly damaged. How severe it was he couldn't say but quite bad. Then he realised another thing, the ship was in a decaying orbit. In other words he had about twenty minutes before this ship was hot enough to cook him alive.


Henry ran as quickly as he could to the door at the opposite end of the room, which he found was jammed. It was a sliding door with a sensor mounted above it, as he approached there was a whirring noise as the door tried to open but also a crunching of gears suggesting that the door was stuck. Looking around the room he moved over to the nearest bed and broke away a bar from it, this would act as a lever to open the door. He moved back and jimmied the door open, taking one last look at the star before leaving the room. He emerged into a corridor it was eerily quiet. Not a sound could be heard, it seemed the vessel he was on was largely deserted. The reason why was clear enough. The corridor ran left and right, to the right there was a door with a blinking red light above it, probably not a good sign. Henry turned left and headed along the corridor, following it and looking into the rooms he passed.


A few doors down he found a kitchen, stocked with food in tin foil bags. He grabbed a large pan and stuffed it with as many of them as he could and a couple of bottles of water. He left, noticing that the floor seemed to be a little steeper than before and that his walk along the corridor was getting harder. The pan laden with food didn't help him at all, as he progressed he had the choice to either go up or down a flight of stairs. Given the slant of the floor it wasn't really a choice, he went down carefully walking down the relatively shallow descent. Henry didn't know how much time remained, but he knew he better hurry. He pressed on sweating even more than he already was, what with the exertion on top of the heat. In the next door on his left he found a hanger. A single ship was docked in the centre of it. It's dart like form facing the large doors. As quickly as he was able he moved to it, climbing up some steps to board it. The cockpit opened, the ship was built for two so Henry dumped the food in the back seat and fired the ship up. The controls were surprisingly simple. However one thing worried him. A gauge was very low and Henry had a feeling that it was the fuel gauge.


He climbed back out and glanced round, at the lower side of the hanger was a truck containing what Henry hoped was fuel. He headed over and spotted a long hose connected to it, which he dragged towards the ship. But it was to short. Looking around again he noticed a control panel.


The panel contained details about the docking stations, that Henry didn't understand. One thing stood out, next to the bay with the ship in was a green light where as all the others were red. He pressed it and the ship was released, sliding down the room until it collided with the end wall. Harry hoped that there was no sever damage. He refuelled the ship and boarded it, firing it up again. This time the gauge read full. A set of buttons appeared on screen guiding him through the pre-launch checks and procedures, before he fired up the engines. An alarm sounded in the room as the doors opened revealing the vast expanse of space beyond. Henry gunned the throttle and left the ship, turning back to look as it fell into the star. It began to glow red hot like steel fresh from a forge as the ship melted.
 
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ESCAPE

Title : The Slingshot Effect

Rating : K+



Beads of sweat formed on my body as I slowly gained consciousness, the thin blanket that had once covered me now scrunched up at the end of the bed, discarded due to the ever growing heat. My mind was foggy, unclear of exactly what was happening as I slowly dragged myself out of sleep. The world was blurry for a moment, then cleared and focused as I opened my eyes to see the strange room before me. I pulled myself out of the bed, and stared around at the room. Its walls were slightly curved on the left side, a large shuttered window taking up most of that wall. The other wall came down vertically, to a cold metallic floor that caused my footsteps to echo through the room. Other beds lined the rest of the room, some made, and others were left in a sloppy state, the blankets draped over the side or on the floor. Only one thing was common between all of the beds. They were all empty.

Moving towards the window, I noticed a computer terminal near the door, its light slightly illuminating the room. Forgoing the window, I turned my attention to the glow of the computer, its cursor blinking on and off on the screen. Unfortunately the terminal seemed to be somewhat of an older model, and didn't even present options to me, just the steady blinking of the cursor. Unsure of what to do with the terminal, I turned back towards the window, and then hit a button opening the shutters on the window. The shutters turned from vertical to flat, allowing blinding light to leak in, blasting my eyes. After a few moments, my eyes adjusted to the point where I could see out of the corners of my eye, and I could see a star. It was large and getting slightly closer with each passing second. I quickly hit the button to close the shutters once again, shielding myself from the blinding light.

So what did I know so far? Well, I knew I was in space, probably on a ship or a small space station, and I seemed to be getting closer to the star in whatever solar system I was in. It was a start. It would at least give an explanation for the heat at any rate. I once again returned to the computer, now vaguely aware of what to search for. My fingers hammered the keys, searching for answers. After several denied commands, I typed "—Systems Status" and got what I was looking for.

> Starship Odyssey Systems Report
--Engines 0 %
-Fuel Core 1 Depleted
-Fuel Core 2 Depleted
-- Fusion Reactor Online
- Warning! Meltdown T-30min
-- Weapons
- Torpedo Bay – EMPTY
- Ion Cannons – ION BATTERY DEPLETED
-- Life Support
- SYSTEMS CRITICAL 30% FUNCITONALITY
- Oxygen Scrubbers Require Cleaning
- H2O Levels Critical – Request Immediate Landing to Restock
-- Shields
- Main Forward Shields – OFFLINE
- Rear Shields – OFFLINE
- Shield Dampeners – ONLINE
-- Hull
- MULTIPLE HULL BREACHES – SUGGEST IMMEDIATE EVAC
-- Escape Pods
- All Escape Pods Jettisoned
-- Artificial Gravity
- SYSTEMS CRITICAL

The list went on and on, most things offline or barely functional. The ship was certainly in a sorry state, and probably wouldn't last much longer. I figured I only had about fifteen or twenty minutes to escape before the gravity of the star would pull me in regardless of what I was doing, in the ship or not.

I typed a few more commands to open the door, which ground to a halt about halfway open, the screen reading "Door Malfunction, Requesting Immediate Service". Of course it would malfunction. It was still large enough of an opening for me to get through. I pulled myself through, then stared into the corridor which went both left and right from my doorway, both ways completely empty. I mentally flipped a coin, then started down the left passage hoping just to get lucky. I ran through the halls, my eyes flicking up to the signs above various doorways, most of them useless. Mess hall, Bathrooms, Ammunitions Storage, and on went the list. I was losing hope as I finally came to the doorway marked "Escape Pods". The computer had said that they were all jettisoned, but if the computer was malfunctioning like the rest of the ship, then it might be worthwhile to at least check. Sure enough though, a red light flashed above each hatch, each one mocking me saying that there was no escape.

As I ran back into the hallway, a female voice came out of loudspeakers throughout the ship. "Warning, Artificial Gravity Failure". My momentum from running out of the escape pod room sent me flying into the wall on the other side of the hallway, slamming me into the metal, now warm from the rising temperatures. Fortunately, the corridor was narrow enough so that if I stretched my arms across, I could reach each and propel myself forward, although my progress was much slower than previously. I paused once again at another window, and risked another glance at the always approaching star. It had gotten even larger, and I guessed that I only had about ten minutes before I really needed to leave. If only there was a way to leave. If only I could get to the hangar, I might be able to find a small ship that I could use to escape from the gravitational pull of the star. At this point, jumping out into space in a space suit would be out of the question, the sun would pull me in just as fast as if I was in the station. No, I needed something that would propel me away, and that meant a ship.

Finally, after what seemed like ages, although what could have only been a few minutes, I reached the hangars. For a ship this size, there would be multiple hangars, hopefully with multiple ships. Hoping for the best, I pulled myself into the first hangar to find only disappointment. Broken ship parts littered the floor, pieces of scrap metal, but no ship. The story was same for the second and third hangar also, but on the fourth hangar, I struck gold. It was an old beaten down ship, but it would do for my purposes. It was an old fighter, decades old, maybe even dating back a couple centuries ago to the war between Earth and Mars in the war for Martian Independence. If I recall correctly, it was called a Mosquito Fighter, known for striking fast and being more or less irritating. I would need all of its speed if I was going to get out alive.

I pulled myself into the cockpit and hit the starter button to find only more disappointment. Multiple error messages popped up on the HUD showing various problems like low fuel, a broken coolant hose, and broken air scrubbers. In other words, I wasn't going anywhere, the ship would fry under any amount of engine heat, and I would suffocate to death. Or burn, whichever came first. I pulled myself out of the cockpit, moving slowly to keep myself from flying uncontrollably because of the zero gees, and pulled myself to the rear engine block, finding that the coolant hose had completely torn itself apart, each half of it connection to where they needed to be, but not connecting to each other. Next I checked the fuel rods, to find the symbols indicating that each one was nearly depleted, not even enough to pull myself out of the gravity of the sun. The air scrubbers was a problem I wouldn't be able to fix in any case, I would need some sort of space suit or means of breathing.

With my shopping list of various parts I needed, I looked around the four hangars, not finding much. I managed to find a couple half depleted fuel rods in hangar two under a broken wing, although I would have preferred another two. These would get me maybe somewhere else in the solar system, but warp drives needed all four fuel rods to function properly in order to work. Oh well, landing on some planet in the solar system with hopefully some atmosphere would be preferable to burning up in the star. He couldn't find any oxygen scrubbers, which would have taken too long to replace anyway, but he did find a spare space suit and helmet tucked away in a corner of hangar one. The space suit was a couple sizes too small, but the helmet fit fine, which was good, he only needed the oxygen anyway, the life support system in the ship was fine, and would keep him warm enough in space to survive. Remarkably, he couldn't find any hoses the size that he needed that he would be able to replace the coolant hose with, but he did find some deep space tape. The label read "Good for all space suit repairs! Heat resistant for up to twenty minutes!" Maybe a few layers around the coolant hose tying them together would hold for the duration of his trip.

With my bounty of gear, I made his way back to hangar one, and quickly made my repairs, then put on the space helmet. I reached over and hit the control panel for the hangar doors, then pulled myself into the beaten up ship and closed the cockpit over my head. I started up the engines and checked the readings. Fuel would be good for a little while, but the warp drive was disabled of course. The coolant seemed to be flowing fine, and hopefully would for at least a little while longer, and his oxygen helmet had a good seal and was functioning as it should. I maneuvered the ship towards the doors, then gunned the engines propelling himself out of the hangar into empty space. I shifted the ship so it was facing the exact opposite direction of the pull of gravity of the sun, and then pumped the engines to their maximum. I watched the readings, then he filled with dread. I had taken too long finding parts, and now I couldn't escape the gravitational pull of the star.

As I sat there, an old physics lecture from college came into mind. I hadn't really been paying attention, but I remembered hearing something about a slingshot affect, where swinging around a large object would increase speed dramatically. Quickly I turned the ship around angling slightly away from the star, but still bringing myself closer to it. If I brought the ship too close to the star, I would burn up. But if I didn't go close enough to the star, I wouldn't have enough momentum to escape the star. Gunning the engines once more, the ship shot forward getting closer and closer to the star. Then after curving around the star, picking up speed but getting even closer each second, I lifted the nose of the ship, the engines bringing it farther and farther away from the sun. I laughed with glee as I saw that my trick had worked, my ship had broken out of the gravitational field, and now I could move forward by the power of my engines. I checked the planet log on the ship searching for any planets that would sustain life in the system…


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The old man cleared his throat, done with his story. The children had heard the story a dozen times, but still remained entertained every time he told it. The fire crackled as the children sat in silence imagining the things that they had been told. Then one piped up, "Tell us another story Alex! Please?" The rest of the children joined in, begging him for another story. Alex lifted his hands, silencing the children, "No children, that is the third story tonight! Off to bed with you, there will be another story tomorrow night!" The children groaned as they headed off to their tents, leaving the old man alone with the crackling of the fire. Perhaps sometime he would tell them the real story, about why they had been stranded on the planet, and how he had come here. Perhaps, but not yet. He smiled as he stared at the stars, searching for the one he used to call home.
 
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Title: Ghost ship
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Cortez woke up in a bunk, and looked over at the alarm clock. It read 6:30am. He sat up and looked around the room he was in; it was made of metal, most likely the Tungsten and Iridium combo used to build most of anything military related nowadays.

He started to get up out of bed when he noticed how hot it was. He got up and walked over to the thermometer, next to the window. It said it was 35 Celsius. That's when he noticed what was outside the window. A gigantic star... and it was getting bigger. Cortez looked at the ship's hull; it looked like it had seen a big battle. The damage was right where the ships name would have been painted on.

"Holy crap…" He said in disbelief as he pinched himself to see if he was having a nightmare.

He needed to get off the ship, like, now! He spun around and looked around the room. There was a footlocker by the foot of his bed. He jogged over and opened it. Inside was his uniform for the U.N.C.A or United Nations Colonial Authority. The tag on the front read "Sgt. Cortez *Scratched out* Engineer." He slipped into his uniform and headed over to the doors, which opened in front of him to reveal the corridor. He stepped out and looked both ways. Cortez headed left towards the larger part of the ship, and hopefully the bridge…

17 minutes till collision aka 3 minutes later

Cortez walked down the corridor. It was very eerie due to there being no one around, as well as some of the lights flickering. He pressed on until the entire ship rocked side to side, throwing Cortez to a side. Almost as soon as he hit the floor a loud boom resonated through the halls with a fiery explosion following behind. Cortez sprung to his feet and began to sprint down the hall, shouting every swear he knew at the fiery mass trailing him. He ran through an open blast door and slid to a stop, falling on his back. Cortez quickly got up and slammed on the button to close the heavy metal doors. They awkwardly slid shut. Now that he was safe, he looked around, while panting in exhaustion. A sign on the wall said "BRIDGE" and pointed down a short hallway. He would go down it in a minute, but he needed to catch his breath first.

10 Minutes till Collision.

It was getting really hot now, but Cortez got up. He walked down the hallway to the Bridge. The hallway was bathed with red lights from emergency lights.
The bridge was chaos. Warnings flashing over every screen, sirens blaring, alarm lights blinking. Cortez walked to the front of the bridge; he needed to find out how many escape pods were left. He sat down in the captain's chairs and logged on to his pc. The password was easy; it was simply "Password". Sloppy… According to the terminal, there was one pod left. It was in the Captain's cabin, which shouldn't be too hard to get to, it was just up one floor.

Cortez hopped out of the chair and started to run towards the exit when he noticed something. He stopped and went back. Next to the Captain's terminal was a pedestal for an A.I program. Cortez pushed the "on" button. Instead of the physical representation of the program there was an error message. The power supply was damaged. Cortez popped off the panel covering the power supply and got to work. 3 minutes later the power was fixed. He pushed the button again, and this time, a small green man appeared on the pedestal. He was about the size of Cortez's hand and had computer code running up and down his body. He was dressed in what looked like a uniform for the ship.

"Hello, my name is Theta. It is a pleasure to meet you. Might I ask your name?" The Artificial Intelligence program said.

"My name is Cortez," The Sargent replied "You do know we are about to crash into a star… right?"

"Yes, I have been tracking this for days, but I haven't been able to initiate course correction without authorization from the pilot's terminal."
Cortez ran down the terminal Theta spoke of. There was a flashing red message on the screen requesting permission the turn the ship around. He touched the button on the screen with his sweaty finger, leaving a mark on the screen of his fingerprint.

Suddenly, the ship jerked to the left and the engines roared. The damaged ship soared right past the star, just barley missing the radius where he would of killed, but it was still pretty close. The ship completed a large U-turn

"Theta," Cortez yelled "Where are you taking us?"

"To the nearest colony." He spoke back in a calm voice.

Cortez walked up to the Captain's chair and sat down.

"I have a video recording you might want to see, Captain Cortez. It's a recording of how you came here." Theta said

"Captain?"

"Yes." Theta replied "Someone needs to be in charge of the ship, and you're the highest ranking person on board."

"Can you play the video please, Theta?"

"Of course, Sir."

Cortez sat back and watched the tape as they sailed towards the nearest habited planet. It would hopefully be an easy ride back.

//End Log//
 

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I apologise for the way my entries are clustered together in one post like this - when I posted them, the forum decided they constituted a string of double posts, and automatically merged them. Now I can't separate them.

One-Liner:

Chapter Eighty-Four: The End [K]

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My First Catch:

Illumination [T]

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Comedy:

A Letter of Complaint to J. H. Aswith's of Tunbridge Wells [T]

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Horror:

The Last Story in the World [T]

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Mystery/Suspense:

The Bizarre Case of the Silver Ring [T]

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Short Story/Character:

Ruminations of a Baked Comestible [T]

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Parody:

Wrapping Things Up [T]

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Sci Fi/Fantasy:

The Con [T]

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Rescue Mission:

The Freeman Route [T]

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Cutlerine

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Escape:

I Am Not Dead [T]

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Necrum

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[T] Parody - Pokemon Oddysee: A New New Beginning

I was originally going to write a parody of Godzilla, but I couldn't think of a good way to execute it. Then I had this idea and absolutely fell in love with the concept of putting characters from SuperVegeta's Pokemon Odyssey in a High School Anime scenario. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it!


Pokemon Oddysee
A New New Beginning
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{Rated: K} One Liner: Vulnerability

"It's through the feeling of being vulnerable that you become vulnerable."​

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{Rated: T} Escape

When the old man found himself on the firm metal floor, he merely assumed he had fallen out of bed. However, the heat was exceeding anything he would have anticipated a mass of water nowhere near the equator of the Earth to be like.

His ancient bones moaned in pain as he pushed himself up to his feet, and he stumbled over to the window. Initially, he could only see obscurity. However, as his vision attuned, he could sense the color wearing from his wrinkled skin along with the downpour of sweat.

Beyond what could ever occur to him, he was in outer space. Within a space ship which was mounting in high temperature by the second, due to the fact it was wandering in the direction of a planet of fire; the sun.

Stumbling back, he checked the thermometer, which translated at thirty-five degrees Celsius. The circumstances hit hard, and the old man cussed like the sailor he was. Even if the ship was fully functional (Though he doubted it because of the condition outside) he wouldn't even know the essentials, let alone how to turn it around and restart the power supply.

Limping with age, the old man made his way over to the control room. Every little boy had the dream of being in space, but this was completely different. This was a capsule streaming straight for Hell. Even though this was the first time he had ever been in a spaceship, he didn't gawk at the fancy controls. Instead, he groaned in annoyance. As he settled closer to the screens and buttons and leavers, his sea-blue eyes widened at the sight of a red liquid splattered across the furniture and windows. There were no bodies, and he certainly wasn't injured… The old man could only presume what had happened here. The crew killed, perhaps. Thrown in space somewhere…

The old man's breath hollowed to a bare rasp as his eyes settled on the thermometer for one last time. It was too late. There was no way he could turn this ship around and not hit the blazing star before him. His organs would be fried before they even made impact.

He closed his eyelids weakly, and slumped against the chair in defeat. At least he was old. That was one optimistic thing he could find about this situation. At least it was him, and not some poor young lady. He'd experienced life already, so his death would have been inevitable. Even so, he hadn't expected to die in this particular fashion.

What really troubled the old man was the fact that there would be no remnants to bury back on Earth. Did anyone know that he was in space right now, let alone floating towards a bright sun? He didn't know if he was even in the same galaxy as Earth. For all he knew, he was in some alien atmosphere, and spacemen had done this to him in the matter of time he had been sleeping.

His muscles relaxed, and he hung his head. It gave comfort to think that it wasn't his comrades that had done this to him, but some alien race that had no morals. That's what really gave him motivation before to attempt to avoid this fate. His mind faltered, and with that last string of will snapped, he was ready to let go and allow himself to die.

What startled him out of his almost unconscious state was an impossibly bright flash, and a loud thundering noise that rattled the ship like an unsteady toddler. The man jolted straight, and watched in amazement as a crack of flames blew out of the star; licking and growing in length.

It was a solar flare.

Something clicked in the old man and his fingers, bent and throbbing with use, reached out for the controls. This was his chance. By the Gods he was given this chance, and he would take it. A sense of strength washed through his spine, and he hit the one button he had failed to recognize earlier. There was a loud buzzing noise, and a faint red veil covered his vision of the flare like a pair of sunglasses. He glanced back at the thermometer, which was stubbornly staying at a nearly deadly temperature. As long as it didn't rise another five degrees, he'd survive.

Of course it wouldn't rise any more. The heat shield would stop any heat from penetrating through. Alas, he only had a small amount of energy left. He had one chance. Even if another solar flare happened after this one, the heat shield wouldn't last and he would be cooked. This was it. If he failed now, it was over.

And then it happened. The impact of the flames made every piece of metal the device was made of to scream in agony. The old man grabbed hold of a leaver which he prayed was the steering controls, and pulled back on them as hard as he could. He screamed. He screamed with the effort as his bones felt like snapping off. Everything was a mash of sound and heat and movement; the flare blasting the ship into a series of back flips.

It felt like an eternity, but when the ship finally stopped flipping, the old man gasped out a lungful of air. The first thing he did was shut off the shield, and he gazed outside hopefully.

The sun was nowhere in sight. Not even in front of him.

Now, if only he could do back flips!

The man cried out in joy, and hobbled over to the other side of the ship to peer out the back windows. There was the sun; becoming smaller and smaller. A small beeping emanated from the room, and the human looked over at the thermometer. It was dropping steadily. He could go home… He could go home!

The old man, by the name of James laughed as he collapsed against the cooling metal. Now all he needed to find was an instruction book for this thing…. And a loaded gun to kill the monsters who had thought they could have executed him so easily.

He was alive, and he would make sure that he used every waking moment properly.
 
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