Stories tagged “war”

  • The Front

    The worried muse watched as the person she was supposed to be inspiring moped around in a manner reminiscent of a very unhappy mop. Sure, she couldn’t be seen, but that didn’t mean that she had absolutely no bearing in the author’s li...

  • Serenity

    With the lights in the sky, the water below me, and all the noise…I still feel alone. I’ve stood on this bridge a thousand times before, and I’ve always felt the same feeling: Solitude Sometimes this feeling has comforted me, other ti...

  • Milk Wars(Part 1)

    It was the summer of ’92 and the pre-teens of 49th street were preparing for the yearly milkshake war. As was the strange custom of the small town of Bunberry, each girl paired up with another to set up their milkshake stand (rather than the clic...

  • Milk War(Part 2)

    They had created a stage and use it to challenge rival stands. Two by two the girls would battle for another title; dance empress! Of course the boys would flock to the victorious stand and make sure it sold out fast. Guys just couldn’t resist vi...

  • Fog of War

    They were waiting for us. “Ambush, that’s original.”, thought Alberts. It’s dark; feels industrial in here. I look at the team. These are kids, not soldiers. Got more teeth than pubic hair. “Sir, I smell ambush.” I g...

    • Author: Dockboy
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 3 out of 5
  • No Greater Cause

    “You can’t just go riding off to a war which you will most certainly loose.” The female warrior looked her father in the eye. “Will you provide an army to aid us?” she asked, turning and walking slowly toward the balcony&#...

  • To Whatever End

    Still now, the maiden asked, “And what would I do at this time for the cause of faith, Reverend?” “Obey your mother and your -” She turned. “Honor. I am to honor them, and this I will do for the first soldier that I slay o...

  • Into Battle

    He could see the fear in their eyes they were all crouched down. He knew that this would be a tough one. He boomed in his deep soft north English voice “OK you two take the left flank, and you two take the right flank. I will take the front door&...

    • Author: ernmander
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Fresh Squeezed Orange Juice

    I stopped at the top of the stairs uniform on, bags packed. The left wall was covered with pictures of a boy, young and innocent and how he grew to be who he is now. I marched down the stairs but paused at the bottom step to peek my head around the cor...

  • A Wishful Thought

    To dream a better world A man has to lay his life in a desolate playground Fighting for what is right and what may as well be wrong To dream to end the suffering in the world To stop the hungry children To stop the wasteful beatings To stop the bu...

  • The Blackbird Sang

    She loved this time of year, a British summertime. The light pushed at the curtains wanting to come in and wake her. The morning call of the blackbird soothed her soul. A deafening explosion shook her out of her billet, sand rained everywhere. She felt...

    • Author: ernmander
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Little Green Men

    -Sir, just as we taught that the human was the only intelligent specie of the galaxy, our psycho-history revealed the existence of a planet on which lives an intelligent race of little green men. -Did you send an expedition to the planet? -Yes, and her...

  • Little Green Men {2}

    -I beg you pardon Sir, he kneels. So the point is the green men are exploited by the settlers, they live in inhuman condition, they are set apart of the rest of the population and thousands of them died starving in their little cardboard houses, childr...

  • Sacrifice

    Propped against the crumbling wall of a makeshift trench, the rain washed over him. It poured over his upturned face and hid the tears, blood mingling with the water as it sluiced down into the mud. For a moment, when the sharp crack of gunfire and dul...

  • A Glorious war?

    Dear Mother, Before I left your care and marched to the frontline, I’d heard stories of soldiers in war. The pride of our nation, the bravest of the brave. I never missed a chance to hear one of Father’s tales about how honourable his comra...

    • Author: Bad Beat
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • A glorious war? -Prequel

    To think the field once lush with grass and rampant flowers, filling the landscape with an awesome beauty. Replaced by a sight I wish upon no man. There is no beauty in war. The whistle seconds away. We wait, while praying we would never hear it. Prayi...

    • Author: Bad Beat
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
  • My backyard.

    I remember when this was my backyard. I remember every tree planted. I remember every flower planted. I would even go as far as to say that I can almost remember every single straw of grass, but maybe that is too much. It would be fair to say that the ...

  • Old Friends

    It would soon be time for the harvest. The tractor’s intelligence unit understood that was why the old man was upset. It listened patiently as he grumbled. “Hell of a time for a new war to break out,” the man muttered as the tractor p...

    • Author: DredZed
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Minuteman

    He didn’t know what drew him to the stool that night. It was the same place he sat every night, but something was different. As he sat, the stranger next to his seat looked at him. “You look like hell,” quipped the stranger. “So...

    • Author: MKR
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
  • las dos Españas, Part 1

    The two men stood in the clearing staring at each other intently. Their gaze was transfixed on their opposer across an invisible line. Every slight movement from one provoked an equivalent defensive response from the other. When one took on a threateni...

    • Author: cyko149
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
  • las dos Españas, Part 2

    Vicente again closed the distance between them and attempted to strike. This time, however, Francisco had prepared for his attack and struck the elbow of his outstretched arm. A cracking noise and pained scream confirmed the success of his counterattac...

    • Author: cyko149
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
  • las dos Españas, Part 3

    Francisco attempted to put distance between them to give him a moment to regain his composure, but Vicente continued wading after him. Vicente prepared for a final devastating blow, bringing his weapon down with a great force. The attack missed broadly...

    • Author: cyko149
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
  • las dos Españas, Part 4

    Vicente spat out a tooth and returned by hitting the hand holding the instrument which had struck him. Two of Francisco’s fingers were bent into an unnatural position form the blow, but he was able to hold onto his club with by tightening his grasp w...

    • Author: cyko149
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
  • The long road.

    Two men rode on one wagon. One mule pulled it. Behind them, black smoke rose in the air in clouds that made the day into a dim half-night. The man who held the reins called himself Filostrato. In the back of the wagon, a man named Houl lay covered in a...