Zion Hintay

“Davie's Locker” by Zion Hintay

Submitted to Contest #62

"Lay your head here my, boy."This was it. A cold unwarranted fear washed over him as he lay to rest upon the body shaped casket. It was white and soft to the touch. As he looked up all he could see was the remainder of the old guard."Will it hurt, grandpa?""Not at all," He turned to Ida at his side. His weapons instructor. She fetched a needle and some gauze. "Now I'm going to inject you with amoxsophine. Do know what that is?""Yes, it is a muscle relaxant and dehydrant. This is to prevent any injury during the cryophase of my homeostasis." ...

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“Run That By Me Again” by Zion Hintay

Submitted to Contest #60

She was outside the hull again. Nolan sighed as he had been working on the life support modules. The garden was flourishing, so at least oxygen wasn't going to be a problem. But heat and continued electrical supply was questionable.He put down his tools in a toolbox nearby and took of his gloves. He brought his wrist up and contacted Mary through his smart watch."Dancing again are you? You know how dangerous that is... Marianne.""I'll be fine Noley.""I'm too old for nicknames Marianne."Picking up his pace, he jogged through the ship towards ...

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“Ice Cold” by Zion Hintay

Submitted to Contest #60

"Guys come this way," A man gestured, face covered with a scarf. "They haven't heard us yet."A woman and a child came rushing out of a nearby alley in the cover of darkness making their way into the convenience store.The boy stumbled along the way. The man cursed under his breadth. As he made his way to come and help the two of them. When he heard the most horrifying sound. A screech that rang out into the night. Shattering the silence that had lay solemnly over the city of Surrey. A large urban city just north of Washington.The woman rushed...

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“Sacred Sanctuary” by Zion Hintay

Submitted to Contest #59

Mount Otomori. He was sure it was in front of him. The haze of his vision swimming with doubt. How had he gotten separated, he wondered. His troupe had been travelling along the same path. The same one left to them by their ancestors.A traditional rite of passage was this journey. But yet he had found himself alone. There were four of them in his tribe that had yet to prove themselves. Aisha, Sansi, Hotte and Dago.Maybe Hotte convinced them to leave him behind. Alone in the camp. Or perhaps Sansi was getting back at him. For telling Dago her...

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“Dust Devil” by Zion Hintay

Submitted to Contest #58

"Let me in Charlie...""I won't. You can't tell me what to do."I young boy lays on the ground in a fetal position trying to block out the voice in his head."Surelly, you don't mean that Charlie. I've been there for you when no one else was." He whispered in to his ear. "That deadbeat of a dad of yours skipped town and left you to rot. And your mother hasn't even the time to prepare you anything to eat during the day. She doesn't even know you are home, Charlie.""Shut up!"Charlie yelled. His alarm clock began to ring. Reluctantly he climbed o...

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“Guardians of the Grove” by Zion Hintay

Submitted to Contest #56

The woods were melding into one. His blurred vision make it seem as if they were wavering in the wind like rye in a field. He wanted to fall into them and rest but he knew to do so would be to die.He had so much left to accomplish this night."Master Valdrin, this is madness. We should return to the field camp."A young squire with a bandage upon eye was goading him to return to his war camp and his useless physicians. He knew the way was through these accursed woods. A myth, a legend, but one he knew had to be try. It was his only hope."Help ...

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“Truth or Dare” by Zion Hintay

Submitted to Contest #55

"Where 'ave you got me roped into now?" Asked Rudey Whitmore. A former private investigator.There was a long line of folk. None of which he recognized leading up to these pearly gates. Beside him was this knockout of a dame with wings of all things glued to her back. Or at least he thought so."Hey miss how can you fly with those things, you look like you weigh at least a ton." Rudey Whitmore didn't mean to insult her or anything."I can fly perfectly fine," Replied the beautiful Angel. She pumped her wings and glided above him then landed lig...

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“Mistakes Were Made [Part II]” by Zion Hintay

"You could have left me there you know. Your drive was active."He said with a smirk her way as she opened up his cock pit. She removed the silly helmet she had on, allowed her long, dark hair to fall across her shoulder. She whipped her head to get it out of the way. Half ignoring his baiting comment."And what," She said as she brought out a med kit. "Leave you to hang out for the pirates to have their way with your mech. You know how many hundreds of hours I've spent to keep that piece of junk up and operational. No offense O.R.A.""None tak...

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“Have a Nice Day!” by Zion Hintay

Submitted to Contest #52

AUTO-MARTHOME OF THE WORLD'S LEADING AUTOMATIC PARTSOwned and operated by Rizercorp. All rights reserved. Any duplication, reproduction, copy or use of these parts outside restricted areas will result in your termination.WE HOPE YOU HAVE A NICE DAY!BE SURE TO CHECK OUR SALE IN AISLE 3 FOR FLAMMABLE FLUIDSIF YOU NEED THAT EXTRA KICK YOU NO WHERE TO GET IT!A static sound ended automatic PA announcement.Sodds ran his hand through his hair. He wore remnants of a raiders outfit mixed with some from the settlement he called home. Today it was his ...

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“One Two Punch” by Zion Hintay

Submitted to Contest #52

Two burly men from Beaumont's bank came barreling into my house. With nary a warning or a holler. Just yellin', spittin' and ruining my new rug that I got from a pair of Indians east of 'ere."Now see here, what's the meaning of all this," I exclaim. Henry Beaumont was the rustler of this town. He owned everything from the clock tower to the church pews. No one tangoed with Henry the Hornery One as we liked to call em. "I don't have anything against you boys, but if you don't step off my rug and make your way outside. I'm likely to draw this ...

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“Watcha' Looking At” by Zion Hintay

"Get out o' ere you drunk."I was tossed onto the cobble streets in a town whose name escapes me. Everything was swimming and I could barely keep my balance. I wanted to puke, but I left everything in my stomach on the nice lady's red dress who sat by the bar."Oh that's right!"I tried to make my way back into the bar. She wanted to see what was in my trousers. She had a keen eye that one. We were playing dice at one of the tables. She saw me paw one and replace it with a loaded dice.But of course, I really just wanted to show her my jewels.Li...

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“Lunar Loser” by Zion Hintay

Submitted to Contest #52

Why?Why did it have to be me?Flashing lights followed by electronic clicks of fake shutters mimicked by their digital cameras. Big studio lights at either side of me were set up to capture the face of the winner.Me...I knew why I was chosen this year. As I shook hands with my corporate manager Michael Scottsdale. I was now lead researcher in sustainable animal protein reproduction. It was a fancy title for making fake meat out of vegetation.Mr. Scott's voice seemed distant even though I was standing beside him. How surreal my situation was."...

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“Mistakes Were Made” by Zion Hintay

Submitted to Contest #51

The creaking sounding of metal submerged in water, eerily echoed into the night. Along with the slow lapping of waves just off the beach of Inkai.Syto Takade balanced precariously outside the cockpit of his mech. Not wishing to be soaked within. He was looking up at the stars searching for signs of the SS Omaru. He could see burning debris falling from the heavens like comets."Your favorite EVAC is on its way," Crackled in communications from O.R.A. "ETA 15 minutes and 27 seconds. Do wish to hail Corporal Chase....

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“The Misfit's Society” by Zion Hintay

Submitted to Contest #50

Chessa was on her scooter. Making her way to Andrik's house. The thud, thud of wheels hitting the creases of the pavement slightly shaking her handle bars as she went along at a steady pace.She was late for the club meeting again. She was always late. She had asthma and allergies and summer and spring made her want to stay home. She didn't like the heat or the sun much either. They made fun of her at school for all these things."Ginger Essa Snaps" or "Gessa" for short. She hated the name. Just because ...

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“The Branded One” by Zion Hintay

Submitted to Contest #49

Onima Datsu sat rigidly on his knees. In quiet revery.Beside him was a monk. Wearing a simple blue and white habit and his crown was shaved down to the skin. He had a look of knowing the unknown about him which unsettled Datsu.His name was Tian. And he was a disciple of the master he came to see, Rhen Khi.  Master of the mind and body. He had once been the world's best bounty hunter, but he abandoned that life to pursue a life of peace and prosperity of the soul.Datsu envied the man and his disciple."How m...

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