Short SciFi Stories on the go

Yet nothing about this was trivial, not when a ship powerful enough to crush three hegemony cruisers in the past month, now lay in ruins. Now, surrounded by the corpses of her crew and the shattered pride of her ship, Vellak realized something that sent a chill through her bones. One ship, one human ship destroyed the stellar dominion. Two days later, Vellak stood in Admiral Korrex's office still in her bloodstained uniform. Commander, what you're suggesting is that every single one of our intelligence officers, scientists and strategists have been completely wrong about a species that was barely learning fire when we discovered faster than light travel.

Yet nothing about this was trivial, not when a ship powerful enough to crush three hegemony cruisers in the past month, now lay in ruins. Now, surrounded by the corpses of her crew and the shattered pride of her ship, Vellak realized something that sent a chill through her bones. One ship, one human ship destroyed the stellar dominion. Two days later, Vellak stood in Admiral Korrex's office still in her bloodstained uniform. Commander, what you're suggesting is that every single one of our intelligence officers, scientists and strategists have been completely wrong about a species that was barely learning fire when we discovered faster than light travel.

Yet nothing about this was trivial, not when a ship powerful enough to crush three hegemony cruisers in the past month, now lay in ruins. Now, surrounded by the corpses of her crew and the shattered pride of her ship, Vellak realized something that sent a chill through her bones. One ship, one human ship destroyed the stellar dominion. Two days later, Vellak stood in Admiral Korrex's office still in her bloodstained uniform. Commander, what you're suggesting is that every single one of our intelligence officers, scientists and strategists have been completely wrong about a species that was barely learning fire when we discovered faster than light travel.

Normally he carried himself with cocky confidence, his stride loose, his grin flashing sharp teeth. His secondary eyes, the ones that allowed his kind to track heat and patterns invisible to most life, kept darting nervously toward the horizon as though he expected the desert itself to rise up against him. Their biology was designed for endurance and pursuit, deep lungs that could hold air for extended periods, secondary organs that kept them alive even when wounded, and bodies built to track over deserts mountains or alien seas without pause, for centuries their hunts had never failed. The human James Chen, the one identified in our intel, he's been moving at a pace of 15 kilometers per standard hour, and he's kept that pace for 72 hours straight. His expression was one Lisa had never expected to see on a Zephyrian hunter's face.

Normally he carried himself with cocky confidence, his stride loose, his grin flashing sharp teeth. His secondary eyes, the ones that allowed his kind to track heat and patterns invisible to most life, kept darting nervously toward the horizon as though he expected the desert itself to rise up against him. Their biology was designed for endurance and pursuit, deep lungs that could hold air for extended periods, secondary organs that kept them alive even when wounded, and bodies built to track over deserts mountains or alien seas without pause, for centuries their hunts had never failed. The human James Chen, the one identified in our intel, he's been moving at a pace of 15 kilometers per standard hour, and he's kept that pace for 72 hours straight. His expression was one Lisa had never expected to see on a Zephyrian hunter's face.

Inside a battered repair station built from shipping containers and prefab modules, Adam Chen wiped grease from his calloused hands, and looked out through the frost-coated window. Mahin, Adam called to his apprentice his voice steady despite the growing howl outside. Already on it, she replied her tone confident, the kind of confidence that made Adam proud to have taken her under his wing. His armor suit was torn, ice crystals forming where the freezing air leaked in, his kind were known as fierce warriors trained from birth. His words were careful, his tone carrying the pride of his species.

Inside a battered repair station built from shipping containers and prefab modules, Adam Chen wiped grease from his calloused hands, and looked out through the frost-coated window. Mahin, Adam called to his apprentice his voice steady despite the growing howl outside. Already on it, she replied her tone confident, the kind of confidence that made Adam proud to have taken her under his wing. His armor suit was torn, ice crystals forming where the freezing air leaked in, his kind were known as fierce warriors trained from birth. His words were careful, his tone carrying the pride of his species.

James wiped the sweat from his forehead as he sank into the hard plastic seat of the interplanetary shuttle. The color of advanced age among his people, his back was bent, his long spine curved painfully, forcing him to lean on a cane carved from what looked like center and bone. Sir, James said standing up even though his muscles screamed in protest, please take my seat. Though James caught the elder studying him with quiet intensity whenever he thought James wasn't paying attention. Kepler station When the shuttle finally docked at Kepler station, James helped the cathar gather his belongings before stepping into the bustling hub.

James wiped the sweat from his forehead as he sank into the hard plastic seat of the interplanetary shuttle. The color of advanced age among his people, his back was bent, his long spine curved painfully, forcing him to lean on a cane carved from what looked like center and bone. Sir, James said standing up even though his muscles screamed in protest, please take my seat. Though James caught the elder studying him with quiet intensity whenever he thought James wasn't paying attention. Kepler station When the shuttle finally docked at Kepler station, James helped the cathar gather his belongings before stepping into the bustling hub.

The Zoraath attacked a human colony called New Carthage, a young world on the edge of Terence Base. The Zoraath Armada advanced, 400 warships, sleek and golden, driven by quantum engines, their weapons strong enough to shatter moons. The human ships formed a thin defensive line near New Carthage's orbit, small, still, and silent. When Kroll's shattered flagship limped home, the Imperial Council of Lords demanded an explanation. And across the ruined sectors of Zoraath space, a single phrase spread from world to world whispered in fear.