• The Twins

    A Plan For Survival The alarms were loud. It was how they were supposed to be, and yet, as I tried to work out what was going on, I couldn’t understand why they were loud. What was happening? Breathing deeply, I remembered where I was, which was all I managed to do before the stasis chamber was opened. My brother looked down at me, holding one hand out to help me. Taking it, eyes meeting with his for a moment, I let him do most of the work, the alarm even louder as it echoed through the metal hallways. Like I expected he was already prepared, our emergency bags beside…

  • A Plan for Survival?

    Sabotage? “We don’t know them.” I raised an eyebrow. “I don’t know you.” His eyes met with mine. “Lucien, I appreciate you helping me, because I don’t know if I’d have been able to get off the Paladin otherwise. This…” Gesturing, at a loss for words, I bit down on my bottom lip. “We know nothing about this world. Surviving isn’t going to be an easy task, and I believe more of us will make them simpler. Especially if we are somewhere dangerous.” Lucien glanced at Alex and Bonnie. “Trusting them might be a mistake.” “Anything could be, but they have skills we don’t. Skills we’re likely going to need.”…

  • Rescuing the Trapped

    Dawn coloured the sky in pinks and peaches. Standing for a second I looked down at Stormrock, seeing the town as it could be rather than as it was, Mile’s imagination helping to create the place we all wanted it to be. Turning, I got my first sight of the flaming metal ship which was minutes from crashing into the ground. I didn’t stop to think. Sprinting for the door nearest me, the hospital, I threw it open. “We’ll likely have some injured people coming in soon, Alex.” He stared at me. “Something’s coming down from space, and it’s not looking good.” For a second he continued to stare at…

  • Worries

    Watching Reuben was quiet as he stepped back onto the ship. Quiet wasn’t unusual for him, exactly, but he looked almost defeated. Studying him I tried to work out if I should say something. Even though he was civil he’d never tried to really get to know any of us. He did the job, and nothing more. From the way he acted it was obvious to all of us he wasn’t willing to put any roots down. “Do you want to talk about it?” I kept my voice low enough Vere wouldn’t hear, certain Reuben would have preferred neither of us say anything about his emotional state. “I’m willing to…

  • Watching

    Lessons Breathing in deeply, I slowly looked around, knowing the normal signs wouldn’t be any use. Everything was silent for a reason other than the monsters. A crashed ship, larger than anything I could have imagined travelling through space, with us moving around to try to save people and put out the fires, silenced everything. We were lucky to bring out some survivors. Most, from what we’d all seen, died due to the stasis chambers failing to open, which Tom put down to the generators failing. He believed those in other areas of the ship were lucky enough to get out using the life pods scattered throughout the ship. Not…

  • More Planning

    Changes Jessie’s closeness to Mile shouldn’t have bothered me. I’d known her for hours, the same way he had, and from the way she’d been acting it was obvious she was a friendly person. Yet there was this flash of jealousy, quickly quelled. There was no logical reason for it, but then I knew better than to think emotions were logical, especially as it probably wasn’t so much her. More a flicker of memory. From the smile he gave her it was obvious how much he needed the support. I’d done what I could to be there for Mile, as a friend. With professional support, from a builder willing to…

  • Changes

    More About Stormrock As I reached town hall I glanced back, to see Arlo was already holding Jessie in his arms. Smiling, I shook my head, remembering all the times he’d been there to help me. Pushing the door open I stepped inside, the same way I had back when we first arrived in Stormrock. Only it was a very different situation. Instead of walking into a room which almost looked the way it might have done back before the war I’d found myself in darkness. Had it only been the darkness I wouldn’t have worried too much. The growling from the corner was something else entirely. Fortunately Arlo was…

  • More About Stormrock

    Plans For Stormrock Galen led us to the back of the ruins of the building they’d managed to claim one room from to make town hall, and from there it was possible for me to see more of Stormrock. Gently, Arlo set me on the remnants of one of the walls, before sitting beside me. We looked out at what had once probably been a sprawling port town. In some places nothing was left behind, and in other ruins similar to the one I was sitting on. “Before the war a road led from here to the sea.” Galen sat on the other side, sounding wistful. “There are parts of…

  • Plans for Stormrock

    Complications Nodding, I looked at Mile. His eyes were on Galen, who, in turn, was focused on Jessie, the worry in her voice entirely understandable. Before making the decision to join Galen at Stormrock I’d heard of Mile, but never had a chance to get to know him. All the time we’d spent together working on the first steps changed everything. What I’d heard didn’t in any way describe the man I’d come to very much like. The two of us were very different people, with ambitions leading us in opposite directions, until they came together in the strangest of places. Mile shrugged. “Our conversation showed me you are the…

  • Complications

    A Conversation/Lessons “Oh, so you’re going to try to use me to bypass the issue of the others not being as open minded?” I smiled back. “Trust me, I’ve been there, so I understand why you’d do it, but I don’t want to cause more problems.” “They can bring any of their complaints to me.” Galen shrugged. “It’s not like they don’t already. They think Mile’s inclusion is purely due to us being family, and not because he was the best person for the job. Unfortunately for us it does mean they can be less inclined to listen, as they don’t believe I’m willing to argue with my own nephew,…