Hostile First Contact
Klaxons blare, dragging me from sleep. Everything shakes and I'm thrown from the bed, hitting the nearby desk hard. A growl escaping my muzzle as I drag myself up, clutching at my side, my ribs ache, possibly cracked. My battle gear is still...
Times Arrow: Hunted
Times Arrow: Hunted. In a distant area of woods a brief flash illuminates the night. A shepherd nearby stirs from his sleep, his flock restless, they begin keening. Looking around the Collie sees no sign of a storm and he sets about calming the...
A Soldiers Story: Love On The Battlefield
A Soldiers Story: Love On The Battlefield. Stephen hunkered down in a hollow near the ambush point. His pack surrounded him. Status lights flickered in his helmet display, showing their current status. Those he could see were checking their...
Times Arrow: The Rescue
The Rescue. John was in his usual recon spot, overseeing the town square. The crowds were forming as they always did on an execution day. In the middle of the square stood a wooden stand topped by a block where the victim would be positioned...