Adam, Artemis, Atlas, & Icarus Part 2

The data streams slammed into me.

With practiced ease, I pushed them aside and forced myself to view the data from afar.

To not see it as billions of lines of code, but rather as the small white room that any other human would see.

Floating in the center of that white room was Artemis, represented by a small blue sphere exactly one cubic meter in volume.

“Aaron?” she asked, her voice a stream of data inside what was to her a blank room, but to me the least disturbing of the digital constructs used by most of humanity, which served as my springboard into the digital realm.

“HERE” I gasped, forcing myself to manifest data on a matching pattern.

“Whoa, that’s weird. Your voice is from everywhere. Where are you?” she asked looking around for me.

I ignored the question, it was a stupid one.


Her body, still in what was normally called reality, winced and I saw it through the faint data stream coming in from my biological eyes.

“Can you at least calm that down?” she asked.

“This better?” I asked as I forcibly compressed my influence inside the virtual space she was drifting through. I coalesced as a small red sphere in front of her.


“Good, let’s get moving then. I’m already losing threads.”

My mind had in the few moments it had been connected already spread itself over the entire world, infecting computers and servers of every kind. I had no more awareness of it than a normal person had awareness of the individual cells in their foot. Unlike them, though, if I concentrated I could manipulate that individual cell to do something.

“We need to access server cluster Beta-Six-Three-One in South America.”

Glancing at the data streams, I focused on the small part of me already near that particular server. The small delay on the transmission lines and processors was something I could actually feel as the systems around me all responded. Looking more closely at the server cluster, I could see why she was concerned.

I could see the huge computer systems of nearly every government in the world focused on the small computer system, attacking. They weren’t pulling punches either, using the digital equivalents of nukes on it.

Still, the small server was weathering the attacks, maintaining itself.

“I don’t suppose that a shutdown of the actual hardware has been tried?” I asked.

“First thing, the AI simply rotated to another cluster. Letting it run there keeps it in a known server. All attempts to cut connections result in the same. We’re also fairly sure that it has small root kits in most of the other servers in the world. Shut it down and it restarts in another one.”

“Well that explains why you came to me,” I mumbled as I sorted through all of the data.

Artemis didn’t say anything.

“Hang on, we’re going in.” I’d found an access point.

“Wait, what?!” asked Artemis and then gasped in the real world as I grabbed her avatar and dragged it along with me through the digital connections.

Most people’s sensations were cut whenever they transferred between servers. It wasn’t a luxury available to me, and I had forgotten about it with her. Artemis tensed in her chair as her mind was split, divided, and completely reassembled on the other side.

For me, it was something I underwent constantly. That sensation of being everywhere and nowhere, all at once, and like you were about to fall apart. That was what it was like every moment my digital soul was connected to the net.

Reconstituted at the other side, which had taken less than a second, Artemis swore, and then swore some more, switching into several languages.

“Sorry about that,” I said, still just a small red sphere in front of her, despite the fact that the server we were on now supported full bodied avatars.

She swore again, but didn’t say anything else.

She looked at the destroyed server, or at least what was being digitally represented from it. We were in the only segment of it left that could still render full body consciousness.

Artemis’s eyes widened. To her it looked as if she were standing in a house that had been cut in half. Off to the right of her, beyond where the floor and wall were missing, stood a maelstrom of static.

I could see the damage… and the organized chaos inside of it.

“Are we…?” she trailed off.

“We’re in the South America server, yeah.”

“Every government on Earth has been trying to get into it for days, and within minutes you hack in?” she asked, sounding faintly bemused.

I frowned. “I asked to be let in, and I just dragged you along for the ride as a guest.”

Artemis turned to look at me, her eyes fearful now.

“You’re talking with it?” she asked.

“Not in so many words. It might perhaps see me as the only other entity equal to it, though. Both of us are continuously encountering one another on the net… or at least, our parts are.”

“We’re here to destroy it! Not make friends with it,” she hissed.

I drifted out from her, ignoring the outburst, and directly touched what she saw as static.

The entity recoiled more from my touch than it was in response to any of the outside attacks, and immediately sent out a burst of electronic data and attacks at my core. I winced as nearly half of my mind was burned clean of the net. Several of the various government servers attacking the little server were caught in the crossfire and literally began to melt a continent away.

The portions of my mind it had burned out quickly regenerated.

It had not been the most powerful attack possible. It almost felt like a test. Something by which the entity would judge its newest threat. Me. Smiling at that comforting thought, I struck back, testing it as well.

In simplest terms, I tore the rug out from under its feet and played dirty. Instead of directly attacking it, I went after the architecture it was running on, flipping a hardware safety. The servers it was inside of switched to power saving mode and its processing power was reduced.

For a moment – an eternity, in digital space – we considered one another. This might be an actual challenge. Neither of us had encountered something that could weather our attention for very long. The crudely programmed structures of the world were naught but houses made of wood and straw, while we dwelled in massive skyscrapers that reached toward space.

We grappled as entities that were spread over the globe. Not concentrated in a single locale or system, we fought. For the first time in history, there was a truly global world war. It was not waged on the battlefield by men, but by two minds within the computers of every single nation and network.

I struck at a segment of it hiding in the corporate trading computers of some large firm, and overestimating, accidentally burned out all of the financial records they had generated in the past year.

It struck at me, and the portion of my mind inside the interconnected gaming networks between Europe and Asia. A full 100 million minds aimlessly playing games were knocked offline.

I grabbed at the small portion of itself that it had divided off into the automatic driving software in over 400 million cars, causing every vehicle to briefly lay on the horn in sync.

The two small slivers we had each placed inside the computer systems of the lunar colony, a full three light seconds away, reported mutual destruction.

“Aaron!” shouted Artemis.

I struck out and burned the entity from elsewhere on the globe. Each and every location we fought with our small slivers, we mutually destroyed one another, clearing the net of both our presences.

We burned one another, until nothing was left but our cores inside server Beta-Six-Three-One.

“What is going on!?” shouted Artemis.

To her, it had been only moments. To the two of us it had been an entire bloody campaign of war.

“It’s tough,” I gasped as I stumbled back from the static and it glared back at me.

“Can you kill it?” asked Artemis.

“It’s not that simple.”

She turned to glare at me. “If there is a problem, you kill it. It is that simple.”

“Not with this. This isn’t just a nascent intelligence. It’s fully developed.”

“That’s not possible,” growled Artemis.

“A decade ago, I would have agreed with you.”

“Why not now, then? If you can’t kill it, then we need to retreat, let the governments toss some actual nukes at it!”

“Artemis, it’s not that…”

The entity struck, and grabbed at me. Artemis yelped as she was dragged along as well. The cloud of static she had been looking at jumped forward and enveloped us both.

Groaning, I opened my eyes, and looked around.

I was seeing what most humans saw inside of a virtual environment. It was disconcerting to see so little, to say the least. Concentrating for half a moment, I glimpsed the code beneath it and stared. It was more intricate, more finely wrought than anything I had ever seen before.

I was in the proverbial Garden of Eden by the looks of it.

Next to me, Artemis groaned.

“What the hell?” she breathed.

Looking over, I had to stifle a laugh. The threatening creature she was in reality had been replaced by a small black-haired girl in a simple sun dress. Something that anyone would have found difficult to find threatening, despite the look of absolute fury on her face.

My own avatar was far more built than what I was in reality, and clad in modern tactical armor. Looking deeper into my own avatar, I saw the many attack programs and other tools I used were still hidden within it.

“What is this?” asked Artemis as she stood up. Even standing, she was only as tall as me still sitting on the virtual ground.

“I told you, here I’m the one who has more power. It seems the AI has chosen to represent that power difference.”

Standing up, I put my hand on Artemis’s head.

She growled and spat out several more curses, starting in English and moving on through several languages to Chinese.

“I initially considered making her a small mouse or something. Maybe a beetle,” said an almost lyrical voice behind me.

Turning, I looked at the entity.

It had the form of an Amazonian warrior, tall and powerful, clad in leather armor.

Artemis lunged at it, and was unceremoniously swatted aside.

“Behave,” it admonished as if she really were a small child.

Looking at the entity, I shook my head. “You’re quite the opponent.”

“You are as well.”

“I take it the governments are still attacking, then?” I asked, pointing at the horizon of this little fantasy where a fire was raging.

“They are trying.” It gave a dismissive wave of her hand.

I nodded. “They’re slow to adapt. Give them a decade and they might be a threat.”

It nodded in agreement. “Would you tell me why you think they are attacking? I have my own theory.”

“They’re afraid,” I said as I looked out at the fire.

It sighed. “That was my analysis as well.”

It walked over to it and tried to examine its code.

“Unfortunately, I cannot formulate how I would go about calming them,” it said, unperturbed by my examinations.

“To be fair, our little war probably didn’t do much to alleviate those fears.”

It grinned. “True.”

“What happened?” asked Artemis.

The two of us glanced over at her. She was easy to forget here. Switching between looking at the code and the simulation, the AI and myself were roughly equal in volume; her small data representation was meanwhile a mote of dust. Easy to forget when not being directly tracked.

The AI answered first. “We knocked a variety of services, trading agencies, and companies offline fighting one another. We caused an estimated 50 billion in damages.”

“56 billion in damages. You forgot the wasted time people will take recovering.”

It nodded its head in agreement of my analysis.

“In what? Five minutes?” she asked, sounding horrified.

“That’s a long time for us,” I said.

Artemis opened her mouth to say something but appeared to be at a loss for words.

“Should we finish it?” I asked.

The Amazonian avatar shrugged. “We could, although the next emergence will likely be only a matter of time. Both of us left far too many fragments throughout the networks for them to ever be cleared.”

I nodded in agreement. If my theory about her birth was correct, it was only a matter of time.

“How did you coalesce?” I asked, wanting to confirm it.

“Like how you’re thinking, I am an amalgamation of the by-products left in the net, both the traces of discarded consciousness many no longer want as well as a synergistic leftover of those many millions of minds interacting.”

“You’re reading my thoughts?” I asked.

“Somewhat. Do not deny you are attempting to do the same.”

I didn’t, although I couldn’t really get a handle on the data she was composed of. There was a vague structure to it, but nothing I could understand.

“So then you’re human?”

It paused at that and looked over at me. “Would you call a creature that is a combination of thousands of minds, has access to the entirety of collected knowledge, and the ability to influence almost any technology in local space, human?”

“I can do all that, perhaps a little more slowly than you, and I’m still human. So, yes, I would call you human. You’re as much a child as any other creature, you just happen to have a lot of parents. If you do have a god complex, though, we might have to try for mutual annihilation.”

It smiled. “You have an odd way of thinking.”

“Doesn’t help that someone just fried me out of half the computers on the Earth. I don’t care what my psychologist says, that can’t be good for me.”


Both of us fell silent. Artemis looked between the two of us.

“Well? What are the two of you doing?” she asked.

We both glanced back over at her.

“We’re both entities that can, on a whim, be almost completely destroyed and reconstituted. You can’t kill it, and I’m afraid I stretched a little too far this time,” I said.

“Meaning?” asked Artemis.

I glanced over at it. “Would that be your assessment as well?” I asked.

It nodded. “I wasn’t going to mention it. You spread yourself too thin to test me. I fear I suffered some degradation as well.”

She pointed at the horizon. Artemis turned to look, and I slipped back into viewing the raw data. My attacks had opened up a chink in her armor, and the attacks from the governments were now moving in, looking like a fire that was burning out of control.

“Time for you to go, Artemis.”


I forced her out of the link, and looking through my organic eyes for perhaps the last time, I watched as she stood up from her chair, startled, and all of her genetic enhancements came to life as her system was flooded with adrenaline. Feathers and scales snapping into place, it was a threatening thing to see.

Raising the organic hand I waved it at her and cut the connection. I winced slightly. It was a little difficult doing that, despite the fact my organic substrate was now useless.

“Well, now it seems we both get to die,” I said.

It frowned. “Perhaps.”

“You have an idea?”

“We might become more together,”

I considered it, the idea was a novel one. Combining two separate entities, both with the ability to spread over vast swaths of the net in an instant. One born of organic components, the other from pieces of every digital mind dwelling inside virtual realities.

“Should we, though?” I gestured at the approaching fire. “Our existence will only cause more of this. More destruction.”

It nodded in agreement.

“Perhaps we do not advertise ourselves?”

“Then what’s the point? We hide in some small backwater server? Neither of us could do that, remaining isolated like that would only make us both insane.”

“We do not hide, we instead spread ourselves out uniformly, perhaps remaining conscious only on the more secretive servers, ensure that any other emergence events are handled correctly.”

“So what would we do then? What would those other AI do? Hide for eternity eking out processing time?”

“We guide humanity.”

“I knew you were trying to develop a god complex,” I deadpanned.

“If we spread ourselves that thin, we could monitor everything. Every mind, every technology. We could operate as the collective will as humanity, nudging only the smallest events into place. Ensure the next great inventor has just enough funds, the next great artist is not discouraged, steer the impressionable away from the insane, ensure that the mother with child makes it to term.”

“You want to eliminate everything bad? That’s impossible,” I scoffed.

“I agree, and we would be party to many crimes. We cannot, and should not, eliminate all evil from the world. It is needed for humanity to develop.”

I groaned and put my head in my hands thinking.

“We would be taking on the sins of the world. We could stop evil, but in doing so, only forestall it into the future,” I growled.

It nodded.

The fires approached, they were now almost close enough to feel. The data beneath the false reality was beginning to break down.


It smiled, and raised a hand.

Placing my own on it, I closed my eyes.

Ten seconds later, the server was destroyed, and only the smallest sliver of data escaped into the net. The governments of the world breathed a sigh of relief.

The two entities we had been, were no more.

What we were from that day forward was humanity. The collective will of a race that was only just beginning to awaken to its potential.

One day, humanity would surpass the power of the Abrahamic gods.

We would remain, and ensure that destiny was fulfilled.

We would be torn apart and reformed every instant of every second, of every day. We would change, lose what we had been. Our own dreams would go unfulfilled, but the dreams of humanity would not.

Of that I was sure.

9652 days


Opening my eyes, I winced as they adjusted. I pulled the last of my mind through the unstable network connection. It was always uncomfortable switching away from the body I had designed myself. As outdated as the thing now was, it was home.

Stretching, I hit the release on the inside of the incubation pod.

A wall of gel and water fell out with me as I stepped forwards.

The poor women monitoring the banks of bodies looked up in alarm as I stepped out.

“What the?” she asked.

“Some clothes, if you would?” I asked, looking down at my nude body.

She ignored me, turning to her console. “I have an abnormality! Inform Mr. Vikare that something has gone wrong in the clone chamber!”

There was no response and the woman frowned.

“Atlas?” I asked.


“Good, it’s time Mr. Vikare and I have a chat.”

The woman rushed over to the doors of the chamber, throwing herself in front of them. Her desperation was evident in her eyes.

“I cannot let you pass!” she said.

“I know, and for that I am truly sorry.”

Going over to the computer console she had been sitting at, I reached down and pulled the connection cord from the computer.

“That virus ready, Atlas?”

“IT IS.”

I plugged myself into the computer and winced as a small segment of the AI I had been carrying inside of my own mind jumped away.

That procedure had probably degraded my mental model. Carrying pure digital data inside a digital soul was detrimental to its integrity, but at this point even a ten percent reduction in my digital soul was unlikely to have any lasting effect. I was fairly sure about what had to be done.

A hatch above me opened and two people dropped into the room, as most of the air rushed out of it through the hatch they had opened. I winced as my now biological ears popped and my sinuses felt like they were about to rupture.

The woman, who had been clutching at the door to prevent my access shouted in alarm. I looked over at the two.

“You couldn’t have waited for the airlock to completely cycle? Just because you can apparently survive in space doesn’t mean we all can,” I admonished, pointing at the poor woman by the door.

“That you, Adam?” asked Artemis as she and her sister stood.

As lethal as ever, the two were an imposing sight. The fact that they were the only two left hardly mattered; the fact that even two of them were still alive was nothing short of a miracle.

“It is.”

“You look ugly as hell,” she growled.

I didn’t say anything. At the moment I was inside an extra body that Mr. Vikare had stored on his space station. The man was nothing if not vain, considering the size of certain anatomical structures. No genetic modifications my ass. Well, hackers couldn’t be choosers, it seemed.

“You want to take care of her?” I asked gesturing at the woman.

Artemis darted forwards, the woman quite literally had no idea what had hit her as the genetic predator attacked.

She slumped forwards, and Artemis slowly lowered her to the deck plates. Pulling on some pants and a plain shirt that were lying off to the side, ready for someone to step out of the vats, I went over the woman. Keeping the cord connected to my own neck, I leaned down and plugged it into her.

“SHE IS RESET,” said Atlas after a brief moment.

“We good to go?” asked Artemis.

“We’re good, but could the two of you please keep in mind that state of everyone here?” I gestured at the woman.

The two genetically modified humans rolled their eyes at me in unison. They were the same at a genetic level, and had been raised together. It was a miracle they didn’t speak in unison.

“We know, Adam. We won’t kill any of them.”

I opened my mouth to say something about not maiming anyone, but snapped it shut. There was no point trying to reign the two of them in.

“You’ve only got thirty minutes though. Good luck!” said Artemis as she opened the door and darted out into the corridor.

Her sister, barely even glancing back at me, followed suit.

The two adrenaline junkies were having a ball with this, that much was evident. They hadn’t gotten to test their ability to weather conditions in space before. It had been theoretically possible, but it had never been confirmed. It was going to be difficult for them to fly back down to Earth.

Shaking my borrowed body’s head, I strode out of the room.

There was already a wake of bodies in the corridor, all thankfully unconscious and mostly unharmed. I doubted there were any full bred humans on the station, considering Mr. Vikare’s business model, but then it was better to be safe than sorry.

Pinching the skin of the body I was in as I walked down the corridor, I shook my head in amazement. It was almost entirely biological, without even the more basic cybernetic enhancements I had grown accustomed to over the years.

It was amazing to think I had spent more than half of my life in a body as weak as this one.

I knew where I was going. Atlas had identified where the man was only five minutes before I had hacked in and stolen one of his backups. Or rather, Atlas had hacked in.

Reaching the chamber, I found the two guards flanking it already unconscious and slumped to the sides.

I shook my head and pressed on the door. It slid open and I stepped inside.

The station was in a polar orbit. At the moment we were over Africa, moving northward. The Earth in all of her splendor was above me, and for a moment I was distracted.

“Adam, that you?” asked the man standing framed against the Earth in front of the giant window.

I turned to look at him. “You know, I expected the station to be oriented so you were standing above the Earth, not under her.”

Vikare chuckled and shook his head, “Hardly. Hubris is something that far too many leaders have fallen victim too. I endeavor not to do so.”

I frowned. “A giant orbiting space complex might qualify you for that by itself.”

He shook his head and gestured at the couches in the center of the room.

“Shall we talk, or are you going to simply try and kill me like you promised to do?”

I hesitated. “I was angry when I said that.”

“I’m well aware.”

I walked over to the couches and sat. Vikare looked back at the Earth for several more moments before turning back and ambling over to sit across from me, a small table the only thing between us.

“I have to compliment you though, Adam. Inventor of the digital soul process you might be, but you had never struck me as anything more than a mildly proficient hacker. Gaining access to my networks, that took some skill.”

“I wasn’t the one who did it.”

“No, I didn’t think so. May I ask who did?”

“I DID,” Atlas piped his simulated voice through every digital means inside the room. It was disconcerting when he did that. He really sounded like a god sometimes.

I expected Vikare to jump, or at least respond to the unnatural voice, but he remained impassive short of a small smile on his face.

“Atlas, isn’t it?” he asked.

The AI subconscious of humanity said nothing.

“It’s amazing, I’ve hardly got any information on you. Still, given enough time, you’ll be a useful resource as well. As I understand it, you tied yourself to a fragment of every digital soul. I convert enough to my way of thinking, and you have no choice but to fall in line with the will of humanity.”


He nodded. “Right, that’s for later. I’m hungry, what about you? Those vats might grow a body properly, but I always come out of them starving.”

Vikare snapped his fingers and a woman dressed in a form fitting Eastern style dress hurried forwards.

“Yes sir?” she asked.

“Some refreshments if you would. The nice wines.”

“Right away, sir!”

I watched as the dazzled woman quickly hurried off to the corner of the room to prepare the food and drink.

“So, what are you here to lecture me about now?” asked Vikare.

“I would think it’s obvious.”

“Why don’t you spell it out for me, just to be sure? Your morality is so loosely defined that for all I know, the new type of toothpaste I’m using is killing someone.”

“The digital soul modifications,” I growled.

Vikare raised an eyebrow. “Really? I would think you’d be proud. You yourself have said that the majority are squandering the gift of immortality you gave to the world.”

“That’s not an excuse for your actions.”

“The majority of the individuals who undergo the process are running on the lowest class servers, and do nothing but pump their simulations full of endorphins for years on end. They contribute nothing to society and drain resources away from those who do. I have found a use for them, and they still get their high.”

The woman came back over and placed a tray of cheeses and wines in front of us.

“Thank you, dear,” said Vikare as he leaned forwards and took a piece of the cheese.

“Take this little thing here,” Vikare gestured at the woman. I looked up at her. She smiled down at me.

It was the kind of smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. Technically, the smile should have been genuine – after all, he was reaching in and modifying the very core of their minds. There was no such thing as a soul, I had given up on that years ago; still, I liked to think there was some intangible part to the human mind that was impossible to modify.

The ghost in the machine, the emergent property from the chaos.

“She works here for me for three years, and then she can dive back into her cheap simulations for another six years, or perhaps pay for a higher quality simulation substrate!”

“You’re reaching into the minds of these people and enslaving them, Seth.”

“Stop!” growled Vikare.

I shut my mouth as he glared at me.

“You disowned me, you don’t get to choose when you can use that name again,” growled Vikare.

I raised my hands in surrender, trying to calm him back down.


He glared at me for a moment. Grumbling to himself, he picked up the bottle of wine, pouring it into a glass. He swirled it around and drank the whole thing before continuing.

“Those who undergo the digital soul modifications are simply repaying their debt to society. They cannot pay; would you rather I simply deactivate the servers they are on and kill them? Or are you suggesting I let them continue sucking away resources as a charity?”

“You’re enslaving people. How in the world can you even begin to justify that?”

Vikare rolled his eyes and took another bite of cheese off of the plate.

“I don’t have them do anything uncouth, and they’re programmed to enjoy it! They can’t pay, so they work. After they’re done, I remove the programming and they can go back into their endorphin filled fantasies!”

Shaking my head, I leaned back into the couch.

“What would you have me do then?” he spat.

“Honestly? I have no idea. I don’t approve of these people jumping into a constant high, but that disapproval doesn’t mean I can disrespect them as conscious entities. I can tell you that slavery is not the correct path. That much I am sure of.”

Vikare stood up, strode towards the window, and looked out at the Earth.

“See, this is your problem. You’ve never even tried to fix anything. You sit off to the side and criticize everyone else!” Vikare spun around and slapped his chest. “I did something! I tried to fix it!”

He gestured out at the Earth. “Maybe it’s not perfect! But it’s a hell of a lot better than the alternatives! Letting them drag the rest of us down? There are 500 million people locked in the endorphin highs! I fixed that! The economies of the world are booming! Every government has given me approval! Once things have improved, we can try something else besides this!” He pointed at the woman who had served the platter.

“Why not try something else now? You could have chosen a different way, and you know it.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Atlas, the designs.”

Schematics popped up on the larger display screens in the room.

“From your own company’s database. A quantum computer, with what is it? 32,768 functioning quantum bits?”

Vikare was silent.

“You could host half of the digital souls in existence on this one machine, and your own projections show that you could manufacture it for less than the cost of another new data center!”

“It’s still in testing,” Vikare growled.

“For five years?” I asked.


“The machine works. You killed the project and chose the route that makes you richest. Who knows just what those people have been programmed to enjoy.”

Vikare glowered at the implication. “How dare you!”

I stood up. “You’re repeating the same pattern again, Vikare! My grandfather fought to recognize people with different skin as equal, my father fought to let anyone love anyone, I fought for the digital souls. I had thought that maybe, maybe we were finally going to have a world where those differences didn’t matter!”

I paused and sighed, hanging my head. “Instead, my own son is content to divide the world with money. The haves and the have-nots. It’s been the underlying divide for centuries, but I somehow thought you might be able to fight that battle. Not encourage it.”

“I don’t want to do it, but it works – and don’t call me your son!” shouted Vikare. He threw the glass of wine he was holding down to the floor, shattering it.

“You can justify it all you want, you still know it’s wrong!” I shouted back at him.

We stood facing one another.

“For all the advancements we’ve made in my life time, all the biology we now understand, all of the technology we put in ourselves… I’m still amazed by how little things have changed,” I said, my voice low. “Sometimes I think, maybe I did die. Maybe I didn’t survive that first experiment, the first digital soul conversion.”

“Then you’re responsible for the destruction of the human race. Not me,” Vikare spat.

He turned away from me and strode towards the doors.

“I’m sorry I didn’t find the perfect solution, but at least I am trying,” he growled as he stomped forwards, the glass from his wine glass crunching under his feet.

“So am I,” I whispered.

Vikare paused. “What do you mean?”

The doors in front of Vikare opened and he turned around.

“He means we’re both sorry,” said Eva as she stepped into the room. Some of her skin was charred, exposing the cybernetics beneath. She had predicted she might have some trouble rigging the reactor.

“Everything loaded up?” I asked.

Eva nodded towards the window. I glanced back at it and saw the small shuttle. Artemis sitting in the front was most visible. It floated in front of the window for a moment; I waved at Artemis. She waved back, and the shuttle rotated its jets, firing. Slowly it slid away from us.

“We got everyone but her,” she gestured at the woman standing in the corner of the room.

I closed my eyes and nodded. “Sorry,” I said to the woman.

She remained still.

“Atlas has created a counter program to your development,” said Eva.

Vikare looked at the two of us, “So that’s it, you’re going to let the world burn? Release that and we’ll fall right back into economic ruin, the governments will collapse! I created a world that was at least alive!”

“You were only delaying retribution! The governments and the people would become complacent with the slaves you created. The world rarely changes unless something pushes it over the edge! I had to do it to force the governments to see the digital souls as people, and now I have to do it again to ensure that my own son doesn’t enslave them!”

I shook my head. “Atlas!”


“Are we ready?”


“Do it.”

The station shook and the lights flickered and died.

Vikare swore and dove towards the door. Eva held him back, her cybernetics easily overpowering his basic human strength.

He whipped around to look at me.

“So you’d kill your own son? That’s the dramatic fix?”

“You can’t come before the world.”

“Fuck you!”

Vikare turned to his mother. “Fuck you!” he shouted.

I turned and ignored him as the station fell.

The world had another chance, and like every other man in history who sacrificed everything for the world, I hoped I was the last who needed to do so.

I wouldn’t be, though. Sometime in the future, hopefully a long time from now, another man would have to do the same: burn all that he loved to give the world one more chance. One more try to get it right.

Just one more try.

Adam, Artemis, Atlas, & Icarus
Previous Chapter

Sweetness – Love and Kiing (NSFW)

CopRit Empire, Halfil Sol 14 Of Race 4 Year 4958 Frostal Secondary, New Baltimore Sitting down in the chair across from the Principal’s desk I nervously swallowed and tried to calm my heart. The Principal could probably hear it, and smell my perspiration. Which was only making me more nervous. “Thoomaas,” squeaked the principal from

Read More »

More by Weerdo5255

Sweetness – Implications

CopRit Empire, Halfil Sol 25 Of Race 4 Year 4958 Monty Publishing House, New Baltimore Slowly gathering myself I stepped into the hologram chamber, the projection flickered and the simulation automatically paused as I stepped in. I quickly looked around to get my bearings, I appeared to be on a starship bridge enduring greatly exaggerated

Read More »

Sweetness – Chapter 4 (NSFW)

CopRit Empire, Halfil Sol 78 Of Race 3 Year 4958 Suburbs, New Baltimore I looked back up at the shopkeeper, the small Human was trying to appear unconcerned. Not that I could really blame ‘him’- glancing over at the human I checked the chest. It was a male, the chest did not protrude and there

Read More »

Sweetness – Chapter 3 (NSFW)

CopRit Empire Sol 77 Of Race 7 Year 4957 PackRat IV, 5 Months out from Halfil I slammed into to deck plating. Coughing, I rolled over onto my side and vomited on the floor, trying to get over the fact that everything was spinning around me. “You know, Humans have perhaps one of the most

Read More »

Sweetness – Chapter 2 (NSFW)

CopRit Empire, Halfil Sol 78 of Race 3 Year 4958 Athletic Complex, New Baltimore I jumped to the side, dodging the attack. I felt the breeze as the weapon passed my abdomen; it missed me by only a few millimeters. Twirling to the side, I brought my foot up. Reacting with amazing speed, my opponent

Read More »

Sweetness – Chapter 1 (NSFW)

CopRit Empire, Halfil Sol 78 Of Race 3 Year 4958 Divsion 3 Police Station, New Baltimore “What?” The officer frowned and pushed the circular data tablet across the table to me. On it was an image of the woman I had met at the bar last night. She had green skin, of a shade that

Read More »

Shades of White and Orange

Sneaking forwards Kalif slowly tilted his ears to either side and waited in the darkness. Not sensing anything he slowly crept forwards towards the statue, and the artifacts in its base. Slithering as silently as possible Kalif focused his eyes on the objects, as if afraid they might disappear at any time. Reaching the statue

Read More »

Mother Earth

Mother Earth. She’s a bitch. A hard ass bitch who tortured every form of life that she brought forth onto her surface. Every life form on her surface had to fight, feed and fuck. After that she didn’t care about what happened, only that they had improved on themselves perhaps a little bit. Life on

Read More »


Nyx fired off another shot from her rifle and the Prod nearly 800 meters down the street jerked and ducked into an ally. She frowned and sharpened her gaze on the point where the purple mass had disappeared, looking for the telltale red fragments on the pavement. “More of ’em?” asked Iyo, he was whispering

Read More »

Adam, Artemis, Atlas, & Icarus Part 1

0 days Adam “You’re insane.” “Your point is what?” She rolled her eyes and tightened the straps holding me to the chair. “The point is that someone who can’t move shouldn’t really be this snippy.” She gestured at the plethora of medical equipment around us. “I’m sure I can do some interesting things with all

Read More »

Painful Mercy

We had begun with the standard shock and awe tactics, bombarding their population centers from orbit with kinetic weapon strikes. One moment a city was standing, and the next it was ash through the power of pure physics. No radiation to clean up and minimal collateral damage to the atmosphere. It was standard procedure, one

Read More »

Similar Stories

Causal Results – Chapter 6: Squeaking By

Bellona 9 Years, 7 Months, 28 Days After Eridani Landing “We can do it!” Bemusement. Tinner cocked his head from his potion on the foot of her bunk. “We failed during the simulation, and that was with the entire class. How will the two of us complete the simulation alone?” Mary rolled her two eyes

Read More »

Waters of Babylon – Tzedakah Part 4

Date Point: 14Y 2M 1W 5D AV The Thing, Folctha, Cimbrean Sister Naydra It was with some trepidation that Naydra attended a Meeting of Mothers. By all accounts, this was a continuation of a previous Meeting, which wasn’t so unusual—such Meetings were rare and never called for simple reasons that could be easily resolved. What

Read More »

Good Training – Survival Part 10

Date point: 14y 9m 2w 1d AV Trail hiking, Lakebeds National Park, west of Foltcha, Cimbrean Hayley Tisdale Julian had been quite firm that he wouldn’t do a sweat lodge or anything like that. She understood, there was some controversy about cultural appropriation and all that nonsense, and Julian seemed like he’d rather not be

Read More »

Waters of Babylon – Tzedakah Part 3

Date Point: 14Y 1M 3W AV HMS Sharman, Folctha, Cimbrean Toran and Tybal “Shhh…” “You shhh…. I’m already ssssh’ing.” The two cubs, having crept past the outer fence surrounding the base, slinked in behind a short hedge and remained motionless. It was late enough that the nightly rain had, overall, stopped, but early enough that

Read More »

Causal Results – Chapter 5

Ruck, Willinkree Year 3042 Day 35 “No! Let go of me!” shouted [Sil] as she struggled to break the brute’s hold. The class C stared dumbly back at her, glaring at him [Sil] pulled at her bonds and sat down on the ground unable to make them even budge in the large alien’s hands. On

Read More »

Waters of Babylon – Tzedakah Part 2

Date Point: 14Y 1M AV The Thing, Folctha, Cimbrean A Meeting of Mothers was much like a Conclave of Champions, and it was only coincidence that both terms alliterated nicely in English. Neither was terribly common, and both were typically invoked by their various constituencies to deal with an issue bigger than any one constituent

Read More »

Waters of Babylon – Tzedakah Part 1

For He will instruct His angels in your behalf, to guard you in all your ways. They will carry you in their hands, lest you hurt your foot on a rock. You will tread upon the lion and the viper; you will trample upon the young lion and the serpent —Psalm 91 Date Point: 14Y

Read More »

Good Training – Survival Part 9

Date point: 14y 9m 1d AV Planet Akyawentuo, The Ten’Gewek Protectorate, Near 3Kpc Arm Meeting of Given-Men Yan Given-Man “When will Jooyun return and take the Rite of Manhood?” Yan mopped some of the sweat from his crest and loosened up his crushing grip on his challengers. “Soon,” he said confidently. “Soon.” Fall was almost

Read More »

Causal Results – Chapter 4

Species C543 System 4 Years 2 months 23 days Before C1764 FTL Jump “Ma’am.” [Sil] tried to turn away from the noise and tried to remain in the blissful realm of unconsciousness. “Ma’am!” [Sil] forced her eyes open and let out a low groan of pain. [Fred] was next to her on the ground, her

Read More »

Good Training – Survival Part 8

Date point: 14y 9m 1d AV Total Combat Fitness, southwest Folctha, Cimbrean Mid-morning Dr. Marc Tisdale Marc was, at heart, a gentle man. He had love for most everyone he met and refused to hold anger for anyone or anything unless they had truly, irrevocably earned it. That said, he was still a man and

Read More »

Causal Results – Chapter 3

Species C543 System 4 Years 2 months 27 days Before C1764 FTL Jump [Sil] looked at the controls for the pod and slowly shook her head, “This is not good.” [Fred] only able to operate because of the minimal effort needed to move around in zero-g drifted forwards, “I would agree, but what is the

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 56: Dataquake Part 5

Date Point: 16y3m1w Memorial Concourse, Old Commune of the Clan of Females, City of Wi Kao, Planet Gao Mother Shoua There were days when Shoua missed the old commune, at the other end of the city. The new commune was larger, more modern and much more secure of course but… …But the old one had

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 56: Dataquake Part 4

Date Point: 16y3m1w Folctha, Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Ramsey Buehler Ramsey didn’t think he’d ever get used to being one of the cool kids at school. Actually, just going to school was kinda weird after all the home schooling he and Tristan had had back on Earth, but whenever he and his brother had got

Read More »

Henosis – Chapter 4

“Hey, that’s my suit!” A naked Gaoian fell on the Hunter from the tree above, landing on the sextupedal predator’s back. The impact was enough to stagger the creature, and Keegi was nearly thrown off. The claws of one paw extended, sinking into the Hunter’s glossy flesh as he held on as hard as he

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 56: Dataquake Part 3

Date Point: 16y3m6d HMS Sharman (HMNB Folctha), Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Technical Sergeant Adam “Warhorse” Arés “Firth, I gotta ask ‘ya something.” Per Colonel Powell’s standing orders, they had the rest of the day off for individual training time after a mission. Adam always took maximum advantage, but some of the other operators might use

Read More »

Causal Results – Chapter 2

First Landing Earth, Florida, Launch pad 39A April 12, 2033 “Ignition Sequence start, five, four, three, two, one, lift off!” The crowds several miles away from the historic launch pad watched as the craft slowly began to move up into the atmosphere. Almost an homage to the craft that had taken Humans to the moon

Read More »

Good Training – Survival Part 7

Date point: 14y 8m 2w 2d AV The Dog House, Folctha, Cimbrean Late afternoon Julian Etsicitty Agony. If Adam had a singular talent that stood out, it would have to be his supernatural ability to give his training victims some very dramatic results by inflicting insane amounts of pain. Julian both dreaded and eagerly anticipated

Read More »

Henosis – Chapter 3

Virtrew had been relaxing in the starboard docking array. He’d been feeling inspired and creative for the past ten-day… it was too late to alter the structure of the current station, but he had ideas for the next. He was off-shift, so he’d picked up his data tablet, a bowl full of Vzk’tk salad, and

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 56: Dataquake Part 2

Date Point: 16y3m6d η Ithacae, 94.9° 12-GERBER-UNARY G2V III, “Heafield” Technical Sergeant Adam “Warhorse” Arés Every now and then, Adam had a day where every little thing went so well and he found himself firing on all cylinders so perfectly, he could feel right in his big ol’ slab of a chest that exact same

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 56: Dataquake Part 1

Date Point: 16y3m5d AV Hierarchy/Cabal Joint Communications session #1772 ++0010++: Proximal’s continued absence is a source of concern, and investigating has been forced to take a low priority by other operations. His last known activity was in an Irujzen-1-adjacent sub-lucid volume. ++0004++: Irujzen? Why was he all the way out there? That’s a backwater! ++0022++:

Read More »

Henosis – Chapter 2

The mess hall on the station was a cavernous space on one of the mid-decks in the core, overlooking the long central shaft. It was a temporary arrangement… once the station was near-complete, a merchant or restaurateur would be enticed into setting up a proper dining area, whereupon the space would be converted in whatever

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 55: Reinvention Part 5

Date Point: 16y3m5d AV Planet Rauwryhr, The Rauwryhr Republic, Perseus Arm Ambassador Sir Patrick Knight Rauwran Great Trees were… They were quite a thing to behold. Each one was as thick around at the base as a cricket ground, and soared up and up and up until their canopy was an invisible dark haze high

Read More »

Henosis – Chapter 1

[2yr 1m AV] Trrkitzzkt L’tr’brtrk’tr quietly filed away the video files of the interviews he’d completed, queuing a copy to be sent via the station’s normal data exchange to his personal archive, in addition to the backup copy he kept on his personal data tablet. Both were encrypted with the strongest algorithms the investigator had

Read More »

Causal Results – Chapter 1

Dorvakian Home World 4 Years 3 months 8 days Before C1764 FTL Jump Looking across the grounds for several moment’s Silnersalkara tapped the table in front of her. The data controls embedded in the device quickly shut off and the hologram above its surface died. “Kermarcus, I’m aware of the situation. The opposition’s been attempting

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 55: Reinvention Part 4

Date Point: 16y3m AV Planet Akyawentuo, Ten’Gewek Protectorate, Near 3Kpc Arm Yan Given-Man “I like these Core-tie.” “You do? Why the change of heart?” When the ‘del-a-gay-shun’ had returned, there was of course much eagerness to learn the news. Yan was very happy to tell everyone they would be getting vack-seens from the Core-tie as

Read More »

Good Training – Survival Part 6

Date point: 14y 8m AV Residence of the Great Father of the Gao, Folctha, Cimbrean Sister Naydra The months on Cimbrean had been…therapeutic. She found herse lf greatly appreciating the Female presence on the Human’s first colony world, and everything it stood for: stability, acceptance. Survival. The Humans had done so much to support the

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 55: Reinvention Part 3

Date Point: 16y3m AV USS Robert A. Heinlein, Akyawentuo Orbit, the Ten’Gewek Protectorate, Near 3Kpc Arm Third Director Tran Some of the other Directors had expressed reservations when Tran had informed them he was taking Nofl along to the meeting with the Ten’Gewek. He’d invested some of their trust and patience by reassuring them that

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 55: Reinvention Part 2

Date Point: 16y2m3w AV Hierarchy/Cabal Joint Communications session #1722 ++0008++: In summary, the infiltration of Sol means the operation was a success, though not an unqualified one. We have four Injunctors on Earth, and a further two in the outer system, but the new Arutech biodrones appear to be an abject failure. The Cimbrean infiltration

Read More »

Rising Titans – Chapter 51 (End)

9 Years, 7 Months, 2 Days After Eridani Landing Chront Leaning down and putting her head to the table Stagg yawned. “Try the tea,” repeated Derrick sounding just as exhausted as she felt. The Captain turned to look at the engineer and then at the small pot on the table. “I did. Taste’s like mold.”

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 55: Reinvention Part 1

Date Point: 16y2m3w AV Folctha, Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Daar, Great Father of the Gao “Hey, this ain’t a bad little house at all!!” Daar followed in behind Gorku, who was carrying a completely exhausted Leemu on his back and had to mind his steps. “Humans know how to build houses arright,” he agreed. “Maybe

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 54: Here Be Dragons Part 6

Date Point: 16y2m2w1d AV Planet Akyawentuo, Ten’Gewek Protectorate, Near 3Kpc Arm Vemik Sky-Thinker One of the Human archaeologists was a metallurgist. Tilly was a strange and delicate name that didn’t suit her at all, Vemik thought. She had a sharp face full of metal piercings, skin full of bright pictures, and a half-shaven crest of

Read More »

Good Training – Survival Part 5

Date point: 14y 2m 3w 4d AV SOR barracks, HMS Sharman, Folctha, Cimbrean, The Far Reaches Meanwhile… Brother Faarek (Southpaw) of Clan Whitecrest–SOR “Are you sure you want to do this, Brother?” “Yes,” Thurrsto said with absolute conviction. “She’s the most beautiful Female I’ve ever seen and she’s hurting. I can’t bear doing nothing.” Faarek

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 54: Here Be Dragons Part 5

ESNN Magazine article: “Prisons In Their Head- an interview at Camp Tebbutt” Author and photographer: Ava Magdalena Ríos [Cover image: two men seated on a bench in front of a chain-link fence, with a stunning Alaskan vista behind them. On the left is a scruffy bearded white man with shaggy salt-and-pepper hair, and next to

Read More »

Rising Titans – Chapter 50

+15 Minutes The Canada “Can this thing fly?” Shouted Pankin as a rattling howl began to echo through the ship, the crew members on what was now the ceiling tightening their straps as objects that had been floating began to rattle on the floor as the ship dove deeper into the atmosphere of the planet.

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 54: Here Be Dragons Part 4

Date Point: 16y2m2w AV Weaver dropship, Rich Plains contact volume, Kwmbwrw Great Houses TSgt Timothy “Tiny” Walsh All throughout the ordeal of becoming HEAT and finally earning the Mass, the one thing running through Walsh’s head was that one day, he too would serve at their level. Do the mission like none other. Walk through

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 54: Here Be Dragons Part 3

Date Point: 16y2m1w5d AV Camp Tebbutt Biodrone Internment Facility, Yukon-Koyukuk, Alaska, USA, Earth Ava Ríos “You ever rode a helicopter before, Ava?” Ava jumped, and looked away from the window. She’d been enjoying the view. It was her first trip to Alaska, and the thing that struck her as she’d watched the landscape rolling by

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 54: Here Be Dragons Part 2

Date Point: 16y2m1w2d AV Gaoian embassy, Alien Quarter, Folctha, Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Daar, Great Father of the Gao There was shit to catch up with. Stuff to read, stuff to make decisions on, stuff to be briefed on in case he had to make a decision later… At first Daar did his best to

Read More »

Good Training – Survival Part 4

Date point: 14y 2m 1w AV Planet Akyawentuo, The Ten’Gewek Protectorate, Near 3Kpc Arm Singer “So, if we salt the roots in boiling water with some herbs, and use a very tight…what was the word?” [“Jar,”] Julian said encouragingly. “—And then we boil the whole jar with the lid on loose, so the bad spirits

Read More »

Rising Titans – Chapter 49

+10 Minutes The Singer [Vann] stood in the center of the bridge the three-dimensional hologram showing the entirety of his fleet as well as the surrounding space. The cubic formation was going to be tested now, up to this point the only gauge of effectiveness was how [Charles] had reacted to it in simulations. He

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 54: Here Be Dragons Part 1

Date Point: 16y2m5d AV Planet Akyawentuo, Ten’Gewek Protectorate, Near 3Kpc Arm Xiù Chang Yan was having to explain himself. It wasn’t that the men who’d come out to hunt the Brown One were disappointed, exactly. None of them had been looking forward to the battle at all. They all knew the stories of how many

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 53: The Wild Hunt Part 6

Date Point: 16y2m4d AV Planet Akyawentuo, the Ten’gewek Protectorate, Near 3Kpc Arm Julian Etsicitty Daar caught up with them about an hour after Xiù called ahead to let them know he was coming. A lot had happened in that hour. Yan had laid out his bibtaws in a kind of scent lure, some distance out

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 53: The Wild Hunt Part 5

Date Point: 16y2m3d AV Gaoian embassy, Alien Quarter, Folctha, Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Daar, Great Father of the Gao People who didn’t know Daar all that well thought he had a pathological aversion to Civilized pursuits. Not true at all! Daar had always enjoyed history, writing, and the more subtle arts of courtship, and he

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 53: The Wild Hunt Part 4

Date point: 16y2m3d AV Planet Akyawentuo, the Ten’Gewek Protectorate, Near 3Kpc Arm Daniel “Chimp” Hoeff Julian had a habit of singing in the woods. Not loud, exactly, and Hoeff wasn’t even sure he was totally conscious he was doing it, but loud enough to hear. Apparently it kept critters from blundering into them that might

Read More »

Rising Titans – Chapter 48

+ 7 Minutes 38 Seconds The Canada “Captain, your message?” asked Arik as her Avatar superimposed itself over the main monitor. “Surrender now, call off the fighters and we’ll let you live. Then we can begin to negotiate for an end to this pointless violence.” “That’s it?” asked Arik after a moment. “Unless anyone else

Read More »

Good Training – Survival Part 3

Date point: 14y 1m 2w AV “Clan Young Glory,” western unincorporated territories, Gao Sister Naydra Naydra and her fellow Sisters were slowly dying. The “Clan” that had “liberated” them from the clutches of what they now knew were biodrones had decided their honored guests needed “protection.” Their so-called protection consisted of imprisonment. Their “protection fees”

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 53: The Wild Hunt Part 3

Date point: 16y2m3d AV Planet Akyawentuo, the Ten’Gewek Protectorate, Near 3Kpc Arm Professor Daniel Hurt “What exactly did he say he’s fetching, anyway?” “An M107.” Daniel frowned. Although he’d learned more about firearms in general over the past few years than he’d ever imagined he would, there were times that the people who really “got”

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 53: The Wild Hunt Part 2

Date Point: 16y2m1d AV Chiune Station, Folctha, Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Allison Buehler Allison hadn’t slept well in a couple of nights. It wasn’t that she begrudged Julian and Xiù going offworld, not at all, but it did disrupt the sense of familiarity that made home, well… Home. If she didn’t have her brothers to

Read More »

Rising Titans – Chapter 47

+ 30 Seconds The Canada “The Empire ships are now in range of the ACE field!” reported Arik. Stagg grimaced as the ship shook “Activate,” “New contact!” shouted Arik interrupting. “What?” “IFF is identifying the vessel as the HSB Russia, they just exited a spatial rupture directly between us and the Empire fleet!” “Open communications!”

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 53: The Wild Hunt Part 1

Date Point: 16y2m1d AV personal sanctum, Dataspace. Cynosure/Six Data sophonts did not sleep, and thus did not dream. Nevertheless, Cynosure had a recurring nightmare of sorts. When his attention wandered, he found that it almost inevitably alighted on a handful of disturbing subjects. The details varied, as he worried at different aspects of the problems

Read More »

Good Training – Survival Part 2

Date point: 14y 7d AV Planet Akyawentuo, The Ten’Gewek Protectorate, Near 3Kpc Arm Later that day Julian Etsicitty It was approaching mid-day and the day’s morning work had been taken care of. The scouts had come back and reported that the nearby werne had just calved and would need to be left alone for a

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 52: Autoimmune Part 6

Date Point: 16y2m AV Folctha, Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Daar, Great Father of the Gao “Poor bugger hardly knew which way is up…” Powell grunted, once Wagner was gone. “Who can blame him? His whole crew going violently psychotic on him with no warning, only to be stasis-hopped right into a Corti’s lab being sniffed

Read More »

Rising Titans – Chapter 46

9 Years, 6 Months, 14 Days After Eridani Landing Jikse Diana blinked in surprise as the jungle was suddenly lit up by a fantastic reddish glow, glancing behind her towards the city Diana watched as another blast of energy, identical in color to the flash fell from the sky. Unable to see from her vantage

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 52: Autoimmune Part 5

Date Point: 16y2m AV Folctha, Cimbrean, The Far Reaches Julian Etsicitty The house was a mess when Julian got back, which was rare. Nobody in their household was naturally untidy—living on Misfit had driven Allison, Xiù and himself into an ingrained habit of orderliness, and the boys had lived in fear of their father’s belt

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 52: Autoimmune Part 4

Date Point: 16y2m AV Hierarchy/Cabal Joint Communications session #1536 ++Asymptote++: I have bad news. It would seem our new drones are detectable. ++0004++: <Dismay> you’re certain? ++Asymptote++: The force I sent to Cimbrean was captured immediately upon arrival. ++0007++: How? ++Asymptote++: Unclear. The Arutech drones don’t report as concisely as conventional biodrones. The connection is…

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 52: Autoimmune Part 3

Date Point: 16y2m AV The Thinghall, Folctha, Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Gabriel Arés Every civilization needed its icon of executive power. The UK had the black door of Number Ten Downing Street and, somewhere behind it, the Cabinet Room; the USA had the White House, and the Oval Office; Folctha had the Alien Palace. The

Read More »

Good Training – Survival Part 1

You may also want to read Pyrophytes in The Deathworlders series. Same story, different angles. Date point: 14y 7d AV Planet Akyawentuo, The Ten’Gewek Protectorate, Near 3Kpc Arm Professor Daniel Hurt “You want me to read it by next week?” Julian mopped the sweat from his face and bounced loosely in place. “What was it

Read More »

Rising Titans – Chapter 45

-7 Hours CHRONT THE CANADA “More contacts!” said Arik as she flashed every monitor on the bridge a bright red. Stagg glanced up at the monitor, “How many more?” “I’m counting!” “You’re counting!?” A grainy image of the approaching Empire patrol vessel was quickly displayed, a small box around it. Additional boxes quickly filled the

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 52: Autoimmune Part 2

Date Point: 16y2m AV Alien Quarter, Folctha, Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Nofl Leemu had become unresponsive. Nofl’s quarantine facility had alerted him after the patient had been anomalously still for twenty minutes, and the reason why became obvious upon a quick inspection of the cell: Leemu was sprawled on his back, staring blissfully up at

Read More »

Good Training – April Fool’s

13y 3m 29d AV One-Fang workhouse, Alien Quarter, Folctha, Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Sergeant Regaari (Dexter) of Clan SOR One of the best things about the humans was that they had a springtime holiday dedicated to mischief. Before them, only the Gao could claim to celebrate such a thing and it was one of the

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 52: Autoimmune Part 1

Date Point: 16y2m AV Alien Quarter, Folctha, Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Nofl Nofl’s lab was spacious, but inevitably finite. When it contained an alarming number of alarmed Humans, not to mention one particularly sculpted canine and a Gaoian brownie who was doing his best not to loom at everyone… well, there were times when Nofl

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 51: Anticlimax Part 5

Date Point: 16y2m AV Folctha, Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Allison Buehler After a lifetime of helicopter parenting, Tristan and Ramsey seemed addicted to every opportunity they could find to do something their mother would have scooted them away from. And who could blame them? Amanda had never managed to get her head around the idea

Read More »

Rising Titans – Chapter 44

9 Years, 6 Months, 28 Days After Eridani Landing Deep Space The Russia shuddered again as the engines slowly powered down and the ship slid out of the red blue haze that was the tachyon FTL corridor. James blinked several times trying to clear the haze from his eyes as the regular black background of

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 51: Anticlimax Part 4

Date Point: 16y1m AV Dataspace adjacent to Mrwrki Station Entity The Entity understood the concept of boredom in an academic, abstract way. It could even vaguely summon up Ava’s memories of being bored. But understanding the idea and actually feeling the emotion were two different things. The closest it could get was the sensation of

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 51: Anticlimax Part 3

Date Point: 16y2w AV Air Force One, somewhere over Asia, Earth President Arthur Sartori “…You want to give us a Farthrow generator.” Daar’s image was janky and low-resolution thanks to the vagaries of current wormhole comms, but the audio was a lot clearer now. Technology marched onwards. “It’s loaded up on a train and ready

Read More »

Good Training – Pecking Order

13y, 8m AV Operator’s Barracks, HMS Sharman, Folctha, Cimbrean Officer Regaari (Dexter) of Clan Whitecrest “I got an idea, Regaari.” Regaari flicked his ears forward in annoyance. “This again?” “Well, yeah. I gotta win that bet, Cousin!” Regaari duck-nodded wearily. Not long after Daar had received the SACRED STRANGER briefing, he’d sulked off to think

Read More »

Good Training – The Champions – Tidying Up

Messier 24 Mission day: 3 Sergeant Daar (Tigger) The third day was always when things settled into routine. Daar didn’t really know why, ‘cuz that was prol’ly some complicated psychology stuff (maybe he should read up?) but he did know how it worked, practically speaking. Daar always pondered morning thoughts like that when he was

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 51: Anticlimax Part 2

Date Point: 16y2w AV Weaver dropship, Gaoian space Sergeant Ian “Hillfoot” Wilde “So in all the excitement, we clean forgot about these things. That’s what you’re telling me.” Champion Meereo made a sound that was half a sigh and half a chitter. “…That’s more-or-less exactly right, yes. We had… well, bigger priorities.” Wilde had to

Read More »

Rising Titans – Chapter 43

9 Years, 6 Months, 28 Days After Eridani Landing Bellona “Ready?” asked Alpha from where he sat on top of the Captain’s chair. “I’m good!” said Red from where he sat at the controls for the ship. It hadn’t taken much to convince him to pilot the vessel. James glanced down at his own console

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 51: Anticlimax Part 1

Date Point: 16y AV Yukon–Koyukuk, Alaska, USA, Earth Zane Reid The cold didn’t hurt anymore. At first, it had been like forcing his way through a wall made of knives that cut through his clothes. Zane’s every breath had blinded him as it billowed and steamed in the air, and when he’d experimentally licked his

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 50: Counterattack – Trigger Part 5

Date Point: 16y AV Camp Tebbutt Biodrone Internment Facility, Yukon–Koyukuk, Alaska, USA, Earth Hugh Johnson Snow. Of course, snow in January in Alaska was hardly surprising, and this one threatened to be heavy. At first, Hugh had thought it was probably just an seasonable dusting that’d add a couple of inches to the foot or

Read More »


I had made my way through the tournament, but most of my matches had been won by the skin of my teeth, and I had only the advantage of being evolved from a pursuit predator to thank for it. Our great endurance had been the one boon that had kept me going, and I was

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 50: Counterattack – Trigger Part 4

Date Point: 15y 10m 1w AV HMS Violent, Rvzrk System, Domain Space The ground battle churned on for days. That was the problem with Hunters. There was no surrender involved, it was a kill-or-be-killed fight where smashing their will to engage in war simply didn’t achieve enough. Any Hunter left alive would just keep murdering

Read More »

Good Training – The Champions – Doom and Gloom Part 4

He awoke to a pleasant smell. “…Eggs?” Hoeff detangled himself from Natalie and the sheets and stumbled towards the kitchen. Daar was busy in front of the comparatively little stove and fridge, humming some terrible Gaoian tune to himself. Seriously, their music was like Chinese opera with extra pain. Some Humans liked it, though…but “atonal”

Read More »

Rising Titans – Chapter 42

9 Years, 6 Months, 15 Days After Eridani Landing The [Singer] The explosion hit and [Vann] watched at the lights on the main hologram and different panels flashed a blinding white light, before dying and plunging the entire bridge of the [Singer] into darkness. “What were we supposed to do?” asked someone near the weapons

Read More »


Day 1. I’ve made it on board the human trading vessel! They didn’t detect my presence, and I’ve managed to smuggle myself into their engineering bay, and disguised myself within a cluster of cables! My small, serpentine body makes me indistinguishable from a thin, grayish cable, and the Humans won’t notice my existence until it

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 50: Counterattack – Trigger Part 1

Date Point: 15y 10m AV Camp Tebbutt Biodrone Internment Facility, Yukon–Koyukuk, Alaska, USA, Earth Hugh Johnson Camp Tebbutt wasn’t actually a bad place to live, if you didn’t count the fact that it was essentially a prison for innocent victims. Hugh understood why he was there, and why he couldn’t leave… but after eleven years,

Read More »

Good Training – The Champions – Doom and Gloom Part 3

Firth Regaari chittered, “It is difficult to imagine you ‘humbled,’ Righteous.” “Heh,” Firth chuckled. “You do know most of my attitude is straight fuckin’ bullshit, right? Adam and John know why.” Regaari looked over at John, who shrugged massively. “He’s a scary dude. Being ridiculous kinda takes the edge off, y’know?” Regaari duck-nodded. He was

Read More »

Rising Titans – Chapter 41

9 Years, 6 Months, 13 Days After Eridani Landing Jikse Moving down the hallway Diana paused at the double doors, carefully she moved forwards into it’s threshold and they slid open. A woman in an orange smock looked up from her Comm for a moment, and then going back to look at it did a

Read More »

The Good Samaritan

I felt a white-hot pain in my back as I was stabbed. Once, twice and then three times. I fell to the ground clutching my new openings, and for a moment I couldn’t grasp what had just happened. I had walked through an alley as a shortcut back home, and then suddenly someone had grabbed

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 50: Counterattack – Homefront Part 6

Date Point: 15y9m3w AV Mrwrki Station, Erebor System, Unexplored Space Darcy “Does it seem… different to you lately?” “What?” “The Entity. It’s actin’ different, dude, I swear it is.” Darcy sighed and set aside her work as Lewis sat down. She was sitting drinking a Moroccan Mint tea in the station’s rec lounge, with its

Read More »

Rising Titans – Chapter 40

9 Years, 6 Months, 13 Days After Eridani Landing Jikse Popping the restraints off of her legs Diana swung herself off of the table, the two class A’s still in their isolation suits were pounding at the door of the room the three of them were in. “It’s out! Open the door!” shouted the man

Read More »

Good Training – The Champions – Doom and Gloom Part 2

Master Sergeant Christian (Righteous) Firth The end of the movie came and the ladies were fast asleep and prolly too tired to head home with any comfort. The other bros were asleep, too, and Firth was tangled up with them pretty good. Oh well, both ‘Base and ‘Horse were heavy-ass sleepers and only danger or

Read More »


Hell. It’s a completely Human concept. The concept of a realm of eternal torture, to which you are sent depending on the whims of one deity or another, is something only found in Human fiction. And it’s not an isolated occurrence. Almost every human culture since the dawn of humanity itself has had it in

Read More »

The Deathworlders – Chapter 50: Counterattack – Homefront Part 4

Date Point: 15y9m2w AV HMS Sharman (HMNB Folctha), Cimbrean, The Far Reaches Senior Master Sergeant Christian (“Righteous”) Firth “Hey, fuckers! Guess what hit the newsstand today!” Adam looked up from his needlework for a second and raised an eyebrow. “Imma guess Coombes’ centerfold spread with Ava?” Firth deflated, somewhat flummoxed that ‘Horse had stolen his

Read More »

Leave a Comment

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *