Chapter 5 Heaven’s Tools Gabriel cupped his coffee in his hands, the warm cup helped keep him alert after the tiny amount of sleep he had the night before. Stake outs screwed your normal schedule and Micheal and himself weren’t getting any younger, this work took its toll. Now they would be stuck questioning all …
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Tantalus X 4
Chapter 4 The Kyoto Emily stood in front of the five foot tall airlock and looked for a handle to open it. She pulled off her scarf and rubbed the dirt covered area around the seal-maybe there would be a latch on the outside. The red dirt had coated the old door, but the …
Transcend Project Go
Concept for a story I am thinking of a lot lately The wall grew in size, and scope. With each closer step its massive size truly impressed an unpassable route to the observer. It was only with prior knowledge of this door way that Rick continued. For most this was a barrier, a cage, and …
Tantalus X 3
Chapter 3 The Angels Gabriel checked his watch again. He hated stake outs. He understood their importance, but lately all they were doing was watching buildings where young Martian adults met to plan protests. Gabriel was a detective, not secret police and he resented being used as a glorified babysitter. Every year they used …
Tantalus X 2
Chapter 2 Breakdown Judy watched as her daughter slept. The only time she got to see her oldest was in the morning before work; it was a blessing and a curse all rolled up in one package. Getting to see her daughter sleep gave her time to be nostalgic of days long past, when …
Tantalus X Prologue
Prologue The ancient Romans had a term for the unexplained, that which devoured and preyed on mortals-Lamia meaning witch or vampire in old Latin. Thousands of years after this great civilization died out and only their alphabet remained, the archaic word was brought back, if only by destiny, to become a term for hero. It …
Tantalus X 1
Chapter 1 The Bone Yard Red sands swirled around the desert landscape. Hot sun cooked the skeletons of once great ships littered in unending lines at the bone yard in Hayden, Mars. The horizon was covered in dunes and bathed in red silt, except for the tall standing structures of scrap metal which arose …
