Author: Adam

Stranded, Part Four

Continued from Part Three Revelator turned. Skyscraper, having expanded to a full sixty feet tall, held Payday up in the air and shook the mentally imbalanced vigilante. Gun after gun fell from Payday’s black leather overcoat and plunked to the ground. Champion raised a boxing-gloved fist. “Hey, stop it!” From his perch fifty feet up,…

Unknown Mission, Part Three

Continued from Part Two Private A. L. Snyder stood outside the office of the post commander. He eyed the plastic sign beside the door, which read, “Major Paul Dread.” Snyder pulled his blue service cap lower over his dark blond high and tight, double checked to make sure his full dress uniform’s jacket and tie…

Stranded, Part Three

Continued from Part Two The plane slowed to a stop. Lord History said, “A tail hook and arresting wires appeared to be in order.” Revelator smiled. It was an old set up used with military planes on aircraft carriers. As the plane landed, the tail hook caught on the arresting wires, slowing the momentum of…

Unknown Mission, Part Two

Continued from Part One Jirel sat at a vid-phone in a quiet corner of a nearly deserted cyber café. The drive-thru’s Instacook seemed to be the place’s biggest draw, as folks grabbed meals on the go. Vid-phone was rather pointless, since Smith didn’t use it, but he didn’t want to have this conversation on base….