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Unconditional Surrender

Submitted to Contest #54

When Veritae was just seven years old, her mother placed ten coins in her hand. “Listen to me very carefully, Veri,” she said. “This is all we have. You need to go to Avanta. Do you remember where she is?” Veritae nodded. She had accompanied her mother to the home of the local healer before. A violent spasm of guttural coughing spewed from her mother and Veritae waited, knowing it would take time to pass. “Tell her I need the special medicine. She will know,” her mother gasped. “Do not tell her how much you have. Off...

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Rainheart

Submitted to Contest #54

She has been sitting in the overgrown tree for about two hours. No movement was detected inside or outside the house. There was no sign of an alarm. There was a big electric gate, and a side gate which flapped along in the wind. That would be her entry point. From there she would decide what to do. She was certain that there would be something in the garden or the back yard which has trading value. The wind has picked up. It was time to make her move. She was contemplating waiting for the rain, but was uncertain about the amount of time she ...

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Superheroine, Pt. 2: Second Chances

Submitted to Contest #54

“Darwin, I don’t know about this. You keep telling me to hit distant things with the boomerang and I keep missing the shit I’m aiming for. What makes you think I can hit a moving target like that pigeon and, for fuck sake, why exactly a pigeon? It’s a harmless animal, it didn’t hurt me!” She complains quite thoroughly into her phone though no one is on the other end. This is her new normal, ever since she had stuck a needle of liquid artificial intelligence into her arm thinking it was heroin at a high school party. Now she has a snarky, mal...

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The Second Tide

Submitted to Contest #54

The taxi drove through the town of Avarua; nothing seemed to have changed. The sea was on the right and rows of houses on the left. The town looked almost the same as Eddy had left in 2009. The name of the island was Rarotonga; one of the larger islands in The Cooks Islands. The other large island was Aitutaki. Eddy watched as the endless sea seemed to whiz pass by. This was one island nation where people drove on the left side of the road unlike Canada where he had lived for the last eleven years. It took him some time to get used to dr...

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Half Time

Submitted to Contest #54

Heart attacks are more likely to happen on a Monday.The only country in the world named after a woman is Saint Lucia.If you point your car keys to your head, the signal range on the remote increases (your brain acts as a radio transmitter).Beginner’s Luck is most likely nothing more than a fluke.That last one, the one about beginners’ luck, is the one that Shannon chose to skim over. She was reading a magazine article entitled “Random Facts” as she sat in the locker room waiting for the coach to come in from his meeting with the football tea...

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Killer Love

Submitted to Contest #54

Honestly, in all my years of working for the New York Police Department, I had arrested quite a few baddies. Yep, at least one person was serving a life sentence because I had caught them. This one, though, was going to be my crowning glory. I, Detective Alexander, was going to bring in the greatest serial killer of the decade. No, the century.  The killer, who everyone nicknamed Thanatos, was responsible for more than a dozen murders in New York alone. There were a few from all over the United States that people thought he’d done as ...

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Morgana and the Well of Wyrd

Submitted to Contest #54

“Wrong note... Again,” said Taliesin, grasping his brow. Morgana grinned sheepishly and began the song again. Her voice cracked as she hit a note that was far too high for her. Taliesin cringed. Morgana halted.. “I should just give up,” she said. “Giving up never accomplished anything useful,” said Taliesin. “Keep trying.” “I’m pretty hopeless, aren’t I?” said Morgana. “I don’t think anyone is truly hopeless,” said Taliesin.  “But I don’t understand it, Taliesin!” cried Morgana. “This... thing. My hands just won’t pluck the strings...

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Schooled

Submitted to Contest #54

It was a dark and stormy night. Clichéd, I know, but clichés are clichéd for a reason. Storms hold so much potential because they are so dangerous. Car crashes, lightning strikes, ghost sightings, and the like happen most often during a storm. Still, there’s something magical about storms. The way the wind, rain, and energy circle around a single point of calmness. Like the eye of the storm is blind to itself, oblivious to the world around it and the destruction that follows like a loyal puppy. Kids can be like that. Going through life wit...

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It Takes Two to Tango.

Submitted to Contest #54

 It was a game of cat and mouse being watched by millions of spectators around the world.The prelude to the war that would dwarf all wars. They were planning on calling it 'The Final War'. An apt name given the stature of the two states.America and Russia had never seen eye to eye. The two were akin to an inseparable pair of siblings, who as much as they would have loved to go their separate ways, knew, that one would miss the other if either were away.America and Russia.Nate was now a big wall-street honcho who ran millions of dollars ...

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Desert Mistakes (part two to Ash Called Oscar, Lina, Beba Maria)

Submitted to Contest #54

The sun was back with a vendetta, only it held rays like fire over the earth instead of a machete. It wore a mask of radiating, pulsating heat and Beba Maria felt like she was going to pass out.  The day had been long, the road hard, and the undertaking of their task was proving more difficult than they had expected. They’d missed the boat because Oscar had fallen down, scraped a knee, chipped a tooth, cried for ages.  There was now a stretch of desert between them and the spaceships that would shoot them towards a literal new ...

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Causality

Submitted to Contest #54

June 29, 2120 The government supplied cars never get too far into the desert.  Even the ones with the raised carriage and thick tires, the ones that go to the designated construction workers who have to drive off road sometimes. They only make it ten or so miles past the border. I don’t know why they get different cars than the rest of us. It’s not like they actually fix anything. I don’t think a new building has been built in this town since before I was born; there’s just no incentive to. It’s not like they get paid for it.&n...

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Sky Bridge!

Submitted to Contest #54

(Write a story about someone struggling to learn a skill that in no way comes naturally to them.)Time units are being gobbled up like matter falling into a black hole!This awareness makes my head hurt. It will take every ounce of training, every bit of mental conditioning to pull this off. It is a race between dwindling time and failing capabilities!~~~~~I should not have been wasting the precious time trying to regain strength and acclimate to this place in which I find myself. Everything here a charred mass of whatever had p...

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Earth from a Different Perspective

Submitted to Contest #54

Yes! I am so excited I have to concentrate on not slamming the door as I leave the Boss’s office. “Guess what?” I beam at Prm, the large fuchsia beast who sits at the desk next to mine.“You got it?”“Yes! I’m to leave within the month. I just have to decide where to go. Any ideas?” I plop down in my worn-out swivel chair and put four of my sixteen neon green tentacles up on the desk.“Well, it can be any of the smaller planets, right? How do you plan to get in? That’s going to be the tricky part.” Prm lifts a small squid from the jar on his de...

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Grandma in the Classroom

Submitted to Contest #54

“Welcome to Arkansas State University,” smiled the Dean, an attractive young blonde woman, giving new students at Orientation a short and inspiring speech.  Everyone in the room clapped, even the Dean, but of course she was applauding us, the students. I looked around the large, crowded room and saw one or two who looked like me, at least they had grey hair. For all I knew I would be the only student over the age of sixty in the whole place, but I hoped not. I was so very nervous, but excited at the same time. This was my first day of c...

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Ambitions (Part 1?)

Submitted to Contest #54

Power. Cunning. Resourcefulness. Those were the words that described my family’s life. My name is Jake Lawrenson, and my family is a part of FEAR. Now, you might be thinking “What does FEAR mean?” Well, it means “Federation of Arsonists.” My parents and grandparents are all a part of this group. They go around the world, setting fires to buildings, in exchange for money. FEAR also had a school, called SCAR, or “School of Arsonists.” SCAR’s job was to train cadets in incendiarism, or as my father calls it, “The wonderful art of ar...

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