Stories tagged “rescue”
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Rescued at Last?
A clang that shook the entire ship jolted her out of her meditation. She gasped, regretting it a moment later as she remembered her oxygen conservation techniques. Was she being rescued? Or was it just another piece of space debris hitting the ship? No...
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A Glimpse of Light
Deep in the tunnels, I had lost everything: guide, flashlight, matches, and now my courage. All I had left was the darkness, and a new friend. The beast was hidden in darkness, but it was there, so close it was breathing on me—quick inhales follo...
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Rescue Mission
McCragen wandered into the situation room. Already the vultures of the press were massing outside, waiting for some juicy morsels of information to blow out of proportion. There was a committee of fifteen people gathered around a large topographical ma...
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The Damsel
The bird has flown the coop Throw me in the river (Again) For this time I won’t float I am hopeless Break the hourglass Those tiny, insignificant grains of sand They’re too little to make Much difference to me Especially, in this scalding desert B...
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A Shocking Rescue
How do I trans— Violet sprouted arms and legs and found herself lying on her belly in the grass before she even finished the thought. Oh, right. Instincts. She raised her head, hoping that the glow of her eyes wouldn’t give her away. If my eyes...
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Rescue Handle
As Fox was flung backward, Josh was suddenly unable to move as the padding of the compartment instantly inflated around him. Moments later, Fox hit the ground with a jarring shock. The compartment shrank back to normal, leaving Josh lying on his back. ...
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Here Comes The Cavalry
Both unwilling to take it on faith that the approaching motorcycles were friendly and unready to assume that the explosion hadn’t done critical damage to something with enough energy to be dangerous, Josh pulled the holocube from it’s socke...
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Blasphemy
I ran. Blindly plunging through the dark forest, my body obeying the order more than my shattered mind. Branches scratched my face and chest, and the undergrowth tangled around my bare legs. Eventually, inevitably, I fell heavily. Tripped by one of the...
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Courage in the Courtyard (part 1)
To my dismay, that twerp still haunts me in my dreams on occasion. Thankfully, when she appears in them, I do not let her turn them into nightmares. She just taints my dreams a bit with her evil—but I’ve learned by now that her wrath can’t hurt m...
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The rebar comes out
Graham slowly pulled himself toward the distant light under the door. He focused on it. That light could mean life. Suddenly the light expanded to encompass the entire doorway. “Hello?” A woman’s voice called. “Anyone alive in h...
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The Other Half
They say that getting there is half the fun, but they—whomever they are—fail to mention that it’s the easy part. Getting in, that was a cinch; it’s going to be getting the girl and getting out that’s the challenge. You’re no...
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Bang Bang Bang!
Diving, rolling, sneaking, you make your way through the building. You stop and press flat against the wall and listen as a guard passes nearby. Once out of sight you realize you were holding your breath. With a smile you continue. At the end of a long...
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The Neurophages XVIII
The last instruction ran through the punch tape inside the battle-engine’s chest. It clanked back into its cast-iron vault and docked to a programming niche to await further instruction. Unbeknownst to it, the crystal chamber imprisoning the ange...
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A Change of Heart
I’ve always hated helicopters. My dad was a flying nut and always took us to airshows during the summer. They were ok, but I usually wanted to be somewhere else. He meant well, trying to share something he loved passionately with his sons, but I ...
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Volley'd and Thunder'd
The report of my rifle filled the air and the sights jerked as another shot rang out. A quick triplet of shots dropped another three. I moved the crosshairs and fired another three shots, reflexively hammering the magazine release and pulling the empty...
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Out of the Frying Pan
After I passed the first tier of concertina-wired fences, I could hear the buzzing of gates closing behind us. I spied muzzle flashes up in the tower. I felt more than I heard heavy-caliber gunfire tossing clumps of turf into the air around me. I pushe...