Spacecamp Novels & Stories

The sanctuary of Outpost Aegis-7 did not look like salvation. Suspended in the freezing void of Sector 4, the medical station was a harsh cluster of sterile white lights and geometric docking bays, entirely devoid of warmth. To Elara, staring through the cracked viewport of the Captain's Gig, it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.

"The Moon is tired of games. If I do not bring the forest under the sea they will drop a metal spear from space. Everyone will die. The pods, your mother and you. Everything will be destroyed." June looked at her mother. Patience was shaking. She was staring at her mother. "Is she telling the truth?" June asked the soldier. "The metal spears from space are real " the soldier said. "They use gravity to hit the earth hard. One hit would turn this state into a giant hole." "I will not give you the codes " June said to the ghost-picture. ". I will make a choice." June’s fingers moved across the tablet. She was looking for a command her father had hidden.

Simple, yet effective. Given there are no classes today, I assume the training grounds will be empty. Everyone either sleeping off a hangover, or sleeping in a bed that doesn't belong to them. It's not a secret that students at Aetherion Academy love to party and crawl into others beds. It's an easy way to blow off steam.

The refugees from the Salt-Glass cities watched from the ridges, their heartbeats synchronized in a silent prayer for the wolves who were about to fight the stars. As the sun set over the Barrens, the "Seed-Satellite"—a jagged, spider-like construct of black chrome and solar-sails—became visible to the naked eye. It was trailing a wake of red "Logic-Dust," a digitized pathogen that began to flicker in the upper atmosphere like a poisoned aurora borealis. "It’s starting the broadcast!" Marcus shouted, shielding his eyes from the red glare. "Elias, now!" Rhea roared.

she said. "You can still go to the space station, located off the outskirts of C-space. They are quite good at what they do and you'll be able to spend some time as you prepare for your mission," her father explained. Christine’s tablet beeped and she saw a classified file appear. "Your reputation is going to be your biggest asset, Christine." "Did you say C-space?" she asked, looking at our orders. "They have been at war for a millennium. They aren't also a part of the Federation." She was worried as she read through the files.

[A soldier went to Captain Rian informing them] “Captain Rian, I am Scott, a Cannon Operator, the Psychopaths seemed to be dispersing and starting to retreat.” Scott informed her. [Scott is a Cannon Operator from the Defence Division. He is a tall, white-skinned, white haired teenager, he has tattoos around his neck and big earspools that made large holes on his ears.] “Good work on observing the situation Scott.” Praised by Captain Rian. [Scott smiled, bowed towards them and start walking away]