Short SciFi Stories on the go

Zorak's mandibles shifted into something close to a smile, which makes it perfect for us. While the rest of the bridge crew exchanged silent looks of exasperation, deploy our aquatic recon units, Zorak's ordered. Three Earth days later, Zorak's wasn't laughing. They don't know it's us, Zorak snapped. From Earth, Zorak's repeated his throat sacked swelling nervously.

Zorak's mandibles shifted into something close to a smile, which makes it perfect for us. While the rest of the bridge crew exchanged silent looks of exasperation, deploy our aquatic recon units, Zorak's ordered. Three Earth days later, Zorak's wasn't laughing. They don't know it's us, Zorak snapped. From Earth, Zorak's repeated his throat sacked swelling nervously.

Zorak's mandibles shifted into something close to a smile, which makes it perfect for us. While the rest of the bridge crew exchanged silent looks of exasperation, deploy our aquatic recon units, Zorak's ordered. Three Earth days later, Zorak's wasn't laughing. They don't know it's us, Zorak snapped. From Earth, Zorak's repeated his throat sacked swelling nervously.

The very first time I saw a human child struck by Officer Vex 9, I thought it would end up as nothing more than another routine report. Then she arrived, Captain Maya Torres of the human delegation walked in, and right beside him was a young human child. Torres crouched down his voice soft, because they've never seen anyone braver than you, Emma. I've watched countless combat recordings, crällan berserkers tearing through lines, thangow warriors leaping in possible distances, but none of that compared to what I saw in Tor as his eyes. That's when Captain Torres walked in Emma still in his arms.

The very first time I saw a human child struck by Officer Vex 9, I thought it would end up as nothing more than another routine report. Then she arrived, Captain Maya Torres of the human delegation walked in, and right beside him was a young human child. Torres crouched down his voice soft, because they've never seen anyone braver than you, Emma. I've watched countless combat recordings, crällan berserkers tearing through lines, thangow warriors leaping in possible distances, but none of that compared to what I saw in Tor as his eyes. That's when Captain Torres walked in Emma still in his arms.

The very first time I saw a human child struck by Officer Vex 9, I thought it would end up as nothing more than another routine report. Then she arrived, Captain Maya Torres of the human delegation walked in, and right beside him was a young human child. Torres crouched down his voice soft, because they've never seen anyone braver than you, Emma. I've watched countless combat recordings, crällan berserkers tearing through lines, thangow warriors leaping in possible distances, but none of that compared to what I saw in Tor as his eyes. That's when Captain Torres walked in Emma still in his arms.

The very first time I saw a human child struck by Officer Vex 9, I thought it would end up as nothing more than another routine report. Then she arrived, Captain Maya Torres of the human delegation walked in, and right beside him was a young human child. Torres crouched down his voice soft, because they've never seen anyone braver than you, Emma. I've watched countless combat recordings, crällan berserkers tearing through lines, thangow warriors leaping in possible distances, but none of that compared to what I saw in Tor as his eyes. That's when Captain Torres walked in Emma still in his arms.

Their fleets were destroyed, their colonies reduced to ash, and their people enslaved. In their last moments, the Valori sent out an SOS signal, priority alpha, hoping it would reach their allies in the Galactic Council. Dominion warships circled the planet like vultures, bombarding cities while terrified civilians screamed over open channels, and then without warning humanity returned. From the darkness, the Terran expeditionary fleet emerged from fold space, 10,000 ships, black, angular, and silent. The humans didn't reply, didn't threaten.

Their fleets were destroyed, their colonies reduced to ash, and their people enslaved. In their last moments, the Valori sent out an SOS signal, priority alpha, hoping it would reach their allies in the Galactic Council. Dominion warships circled the planet like vultures, bombarding cities while terrified civilians screamed over open channels, and then without warning humanity returned. From the darkness, the Terran expeditionary fleet emerged from fold space, 10,000 ships, black, angular, and silent. The humans didn't reply, didn't threaten.

Maya's blade flicked once and the plasma bolt bounced straight back, striking him in the chest, he fell instantly, two more charged at her together. It's slicing through military armor like paper, someone shouted, the leader grabbed the Viserian delegate and held a weapon to his head, stay back or I, he stopped, choking. Maya moved with unnatural speed, some bolts she blocked, some seemed to miss her entirely as though she knew where they would land before they were fired. Your world has no force users, no kisters, no knowledge of the ancient ways, Maya smiled faintly. Earth has eight billion people, Maya said evenly, do the math, she clipped the weapon back to her belt, we didn't bring toys to your summit, we brought a reminder.