I wish this sort of thing only happened in fiction. The reality is that profiteers tend to hold governments hostage.
Eva took a jog around yard to start out the cycle. She and Miko had just finished up a call with the family back on Earth. Miko’s parents were doing better, especially now that her mother was taking care of their channel. She was certainly doing her best to edit the videos like Mack did, but added
Her voice sounded dead serious, which gave Eva pause. As a refugee player, her stamina had become machine-like in terms of capacity and regeneration. Weariness was something she felt more often, but unlike her old life, she didn’t need sleep to get rid of it. She realized early on that her stamina
Shouts of combat filled the air deep inside the prisoner compound. Humans and Drogar both practiced fighting against each other in little groups inside each sparring circle. Watching over all of them was Admiral Chase, who was still pondering Retholis’ warning. Next to her was a stern-looking brown
“Who’s lasted longest?” she asked. “Well, you’re up there,” replied the Bladedancer. “A handful of Justicars have reached ten or eleven hours. Severas withstood me for fourteen. I withstood my own master for nearly sixteen.” As Talyss spoke, Eva could feel her stamina filling back up quickly. But
All the guards around the Drogar shouldered their rifles in unison, but kept their barrels pointed low. “Oh, so you’re all alright with keeping a bunch of apes on Taloren?” said the leader. “But it’s not alright for native Drogar to be here?” “Ten seconds.” The guards raised their guns and pointe
The dark room slowly spun around Mack as he lay in a small, unfamiliar bed. Opposite Mack was the only door into the room, and a plain white wall clock hung above it. The clock itself was a blur, and he could barely tell what time it was. But he could hear each second TICK as though it was right ne
His eyes reddened as his tears pooled up. A heavy THUMP beat in his chest, as though his heart fell through. He couldn’t help but grasp at his chest, as though to prove it was still there. “You kept running after me, trying to get me to stop and breathe and look and chill. You gave me so many chanc
“You’ve been here three weeks now,” she replied. “You did a number on your system, but you got through it like a champ. You said things are clearer?” “At least brighter,” he replied. “Well it should mostly be outta your system by now. We’ll run a few more checks today or tomorrow, so we can get yo