As I alighted on the hold I switched off the compressed air thrusters and activated the magnets. Like a limpet mine I squatted near the airlock.

***

They ran before me. They fell over each other in their efforts to escape. The effrontery of it all was what filled me full of murder. I swear it now. I swore it then, too but I had little time to tell this to them in between opening the gates.

That mushy pink force boundary. The gates and advanced genetic surgery had given us the edge over the cybernetic advancements of the other countries. We rose out of the sea a blinding light over a crimson algae bloom.

***

“Leave the oceans alone. Leave the deeps to us,” we said but their prying claws and pseudoscience were too much. Work resumed on the ancient weapons and a strong proto-nationalism swept through the hormone systems most closely associated with politics in our race.

***

“You and your skeletal mystery child fantasy will be the death of us all. Stay away from the hangar doors, stay away from what’s mine and I’ll keep wide berth of what you and yours call home.” and I opened a gate in front of the screen. Two children were close enough to begin the disintergration and their particles gravitated rapidly toward my gate as the screams rose around me.

To Be Continued…

Written by: Zach.
Tags: waste of time, writing.