Tuesday, 31 March 2015

James, Son Of Zebedee



When it comes to the Galaxy’s Great Expanse, while there are obvious necessities, oxygen, fuel, slave girls, you’d think a name wouldn’t rate a mention.

But out here, no Unity, no Conglomerate, no Fungi (hopefully), a name people feared? That’s a major trump stick to hold.

Your ship having extra resources means you might win a battle quicker. But a name people tremble at? That can avoid a fight altogether.

Course, you can try too hard to be scary. ‘Xakjon The Mightys’ are a cred a pallet, and rarely last.

But if it’s connected to royalty, it can be anything…

Monday, 30 March 2015

Andrew, His Brother



They were never close.

Their Mother would disagree most strongly, but their Father would agree, and say that Donald blamed Andrew for everything that happened, since all the time Donald was an only child their Father’s business was booming, and then once Andrew was born, the business collapsed.

It was a coincidence, of course, but children lash out, and once their Mother got sick, the dislike turned to outright hatred.

But even as Donald would scream and yell, Andrew never returned the anger, he loved his Brother with all his heart.

Donald died refusing to acknowledge he had any siblings.

Sunday, 29 March 2015

Simon, Who Is Called Peter



A small black hybrid rolled to a stop, parking neatly within the lines in bay 435B.

An average looking man stepped out, glancing around casually as he placed his strikingly bright red briefcase on the hood of the car and began to put in the code.

“Simon!”

He didn’t turn around, although he did brush some lint from a pocket.

“Simon!”

He turned around and raised his hands when he saw the gun.

“Sorry, I’m Peter-“

“No more lies!“

Peter died. So did Simon, once he took out the gunman.

Robert left the scene with his strikingly bright red briefcase.

Saturday, 28 March 2015

Denationalizing Utilities



The Ambassador was led into my office after I left him waiting for a few minutes, for safety.

“Ah, Ambassador! So I see the transfer has been approved!”

He sat down, looking over his half-glasses.

“Indeed. All the gold we are holding in your banks, plus a substantial cash transfer, in exchange for your newly privatized electricity network, your water system, and your local phone division…”

“You seem concerned.”

“Well… Why? Not that my country’s corporations aren’t excellent, but-“

“Oh, well see, we’ve just declared war on you, and thus seized all property back.” I explained as I shot him.

Friday, 27 March 2015

Leading The Song



I was enjoying a cigar when my window exploded, and a flash of red and blue landed before me.

“I have you now, Conductor!”

I waited a moment.

“You’re paying for that, Miss Glory. And for the last time, I’m not this Conductor, I’m a legitimate businessman, one you and your fellow ‘heroes’ keep harassing-“

She tossed a memory stick at me.

“I just had a very long conversation with the leader of the Black Lotus Gang, about his employment status with you.”

I stood up.

“Excuse me while I call my lawyer.”

“Confessing?”

“No, preparing my lawsuits.” I lied.

Thursday, 26 March 2015

Unit 24/7



While whichever unit Dave and Johnny ended up in would have gained a reputation on campus, the fact that they were in unit 24/7? That was too perfect.

‘It’s a party 24/7 in 24/7’ quickly became the half-joke around the college. And the weird thing was that it stuck, even once Dave and Johnny graduated (somehow), and the unit became Alex and Will’s, the party just kept on going, and in fact the whole wing became one long, constant party.

It probably would have continued long past that, but they found the leak in the science lab around that point.

Wednesday, 25 March 2015

Diving



In this place, time had no real meaning, but even so, she felt like she had stood there, in that spot, for days.

The small patch of ground she was perched on hung in nothingness, having risen from the darkness to meet her feet as she had run across the void until she stopped, here.

This space was no different from the rest of it, the complete lack of anything but the abyss around her giving no signposts, no clues.

Just her, and the abyss.

She stared into it, long, hard, until finally, she dove into the abyss.

And flew.