Author's Note: To all the judges, before you start reading, I would just like to point out that the character I'm doing this challenge around is Cy. I checked before the contest started and writing about Cy from the POV of someone else is w... [More]

Silk Year: 2497 "Hundreds of years ago, the people of Terra built a road across the east, which only traders were permitted to use." Part of me heard the words, but didn't register them. Mr. Datos doesn't have a voice you can ... [More]

"How much farther?" James demanded. He had a right to complain, even Cy admitted that much. The Mercurian had been carrying Andrea for the best part of five miles now, and while Andrea was small and no real burden to James, his arms had to ... [More]

I walked up to the large, impressive looking doors, put my hand on the handle, and hesitated. I'd never been to this part of the Nemesis before, or at least, never through the doors themselves. A new sign above them bore the words MEMORIAL H... [More]

"Do you really think this plan's going to work?" Without looking around at Dawn, James said, "It'll have to. We can't keep going on without a digital fingerprint, not if we want to land, and the only place you can get a DF b... [More]

Year: 2497 I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling and not thinking of anything in particular, listening to my parents arguing downstairs, and storming around, and insulting each other— CRASH! —and throwing things. That sounded like... [More]

"Cy?" James hesitated on the threshold, unsure whether to proceed or not. Finally he decided to risk it and asked, "How're you feeling?" "Like shit, mala'kavi ." The voice was low and barely audible. "What the... [More]

"Cy?" James swiveled his chair around to face the Saturnian. He'd been meaning to broach this subject for a few days, and now was as good a time as any. "What is it, mala'kavi ?" Cy demanded, not looking up from his book. ... [More]

Cy stared at the small image on his screen. Normally he would have known better than to open a spam email – they were invariably junk, viruses, offers to enlarge his penis, or all of the above – but this one had intrigued him. Desktop w... [More]

Diary dear, Yes, it's me again! Sorry I've been away for the last week or so; things have been very chaotic here. There was another attack. We lost a few people, but you get used to that after a while. That sounds callous, I know, but as... [More]

“Cy!” James reached out to shake the Saturnian, remembered how volatile Cy's reaction to unexpected physical contact tended to be and settled for hitting him with a pillow instead. That probably also came under the heading of unexpec... [More]

Year: 2500 It was a quiet night when I broke in. Stupid idiots, leaving a window open; didn't they know that was as good as rolling out the Welcome mat? All that aside, I don't usually go around breaking into houses, but these were speci... [More]

Year: 2500 I didn't know how long I'd been running. Progress slows down when you're half carrying someone else, and when you're being chased, you never seem to be moving fast enough. Thank god the streets were deserted; there w... [More]

What am I going to do? Cy sat down on one of the seats scattered about the room. He'd retreated to one of the lounges scattered around the Nemesis and locked the door behind him. Because the seats in this lounge were mounted on bars which ... [More]

Cy heard the visitors before he saw them, which was never a good sign. The bridge doors were closed, and solid. If anyone approaching the bridge was arguing loudly enough to be heard on the other side of those doors, the Saturnian was willing to be... [More]

Year: 2599 "Cy?" Principal Alexakis studied me for a few moments and then, when I remained standing and staring straight ahead, sighed. "Sit down." I obeyed, seating myself as gingerly as possible on the Comfy Chair. Alexakis se... [More]

I opened the door leading off the bridge, and walked out, heading for the swimming pool. The Nemesis was deserted – we'd risked a landing on Titan in order to stop a lot of the crew killing each other – and I'd opted to stay be... [More]

A bolt of agony shot through Cy's arm and he yelped before he could stop himself. Bastard vent, he thought, trying to get around and nurse his arm without blacking out from the pain; not an easy feat in an air vent. Climbing through the ve... [More]

"Hey Cy. Do you feel your best in the morning, in the afternoon or late at night?" The Saturnian glanced up, surprised. "Say what?" James waved the magazine he was reading at Cy. "I borrowed it from Metella," he offered b... [More]

Year: 2506 I guess if this were a story, then I would tell you how we cleared our names and Amelia and I lived happily ever after, but that wasn't to be. Oh, we were together – our relationship lasted about three and a half years, which... [More]