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Interactive Story Telling’s Exercise

. wrote this as an exercice.  Here’s what we had to do : Write a story with 3 different characters. The 3 of them had to be linked by one event. So here’s the story of Valentina, a Scientist stranded in a planet, Jien, an old merchant in a Spacial Station and Saech, a young woman sent by her people on a exploration. All of them have to face an Alien Invasion.  Trigger Warning: Mention of Death / Blood  Sci-Fi                                      ____________________________ Vocal Board Journal: November 28th, 2154 of the 57th Interstellar Council.  In M31 Galaxy  .It’s been five days now… They should have picked me up long ago. I tried to contact the spatial base yesterday, but all that signals were automatics ones, with their crappy robotic voices. First of all, we are in the 22th Century, robots’ voices should have evolved and shouldn’t sound like the 21th century’s ones ! It’s won’t cost that much to Sterra to engage an Android to replace those old, cold ancient robots’ voice ! But now, that’s not important,what’s important is that the spatial station didn’t respond to my call. Most of the time, the reparations when the antennas are destroyed, due to the multiple  asteroids waves that constantly crashed on the station take from 4 days to 2 weeks if the antennas are critically damaged. When i last contacted the base, one month ago, they warned me about a small asteroid wave, but nothing too serious to totally destroy all the antennas. I will retry tomorrow. Maybe it’s just wrongly put ElectoLight Signals . Vocal Board Journal: November 30th, 2154 of the 57th Interstellar Council. In the M31 Galaxy .Still Nothing. Not even the robotic voice now… This is really strange. I tried yesterday to project my signal on the nearby planets but no communication … Only Statics. My Radio-Electrolight-Catcher doesn’t catch any echoes, which is unsettling. Most of the time, those same echoes falsifie my own results, due to their powerful and invasive behavior. Stress is slowly rising right now. It’s been 5 months that I’m here alone. I purposely cut myself from the Universe in order to focus on my work. But now what should I do ?  What if  a interstellar krach happened, paralysing the whole system ? Or worse… A Solar explosion, frying all the electronics ? If that’s the case, I’m protected by the strong magnetic field and the heavy atmosphere, that might have blocked all the radiation of a solar explosion… I found a old Teleporter in the storage room on the base, maybe left here by the previous inhabitant of this stranded base. I will sacrifice some of my equipment to repair and upgrade it. I hope that it won’t take long, my rations are shorter and shorter everyday. Vcal Board Journal: 3th December, 2154 of the 57th Interstellar Council. In the Intergalactic Spatial Station. If someone hear this entry… The Intergalactic Spatial Station have fallen… Everyone is dead… An unknown hostile race have conquered it and killed everybody… I arrived on the IGSS one day ago… And now, I’m going to Die… To everybody still alive in this galaxy… Don’t respond to the Alert signal from the Station, they will located you and then…and then… Just...  Good Luck out there… Jien G. out .A loud noise, probably a gunshot only broke the calmness of the vocal entry .                                                  ____________ The ash and creaking fire rising from the newly crashed ship weren’t what woke up the young explorer. It was the raging sound of wild Dyavdras devouring their prey that tore Saech from her sleep. The sound of heavy steps, the paralysing sound of their growls and their skin-chilling grunts coming from their giants mouths. As soon as she put her hands on her gun below her pillow, she heard gun fires. Gun Fires ? She was alone here… Or was she ?  The adrenaline rushing through her veins, one hand gripping at the knife at the belt, the other on her gun, she quietly stepped out of tent, hidden in a rock cavity, torn by the wind and the sand from Evda. She froze when she found a heavy-wounded Dyavdra in front of her refuge. It seems like it wanted to take shelter in her cavity but couldn’t reach it.  If Death is near, may you reached the doors of heaven or hell , before Death drags you there by itself. The old voice of her teacher broke the silence of Saech’s mind. Even if these deadly creatures have devoured many of her people, a life is a life. When the Dyavdra spotted the explorer, it tried to stand up, but the blood running down its face and body, couldn’t allow the beast to hold its defensive stance too long. Without showing her fears, Saech slowly sat down next to it.  “ You serve to your purpose well, creature of the Nature. May your spirit rests in The Goddess arms and your body nourishes the God of Fertility. May your travel toward heaven be peaceful and without hatred toward the one that ripped you from this life. Forgive me for hurting you in order to free you from the pain that now fills you. May your life be better in the Siari’s Heaven. “  Saech’s hand gently reached toward the Dyavdra’s head, and was surprised when she heard what she guessed was purring. She closed the beast’s eyes and took her knife. With a swift motion, she planted her weapon deep is the creature’s thoat. With a last rush of life and a growl, the beast’s last breath escaped from its mouth and lost itself in the blackness of the night. The young explorer stood up swiftly when she heard incoming steps. She hid behind a rock, and waited. What she heard wasn’t what she expected, a strange language, not used to be heard around here.  But something didn’t feel right... She stayed hidden a few more seconds when a large shadow announced the arrival of someone. When the shadow was visible, she jumped, knife on the throat of the threat. When she landed on it, she saw the United Galaxies Badge on the shoulder of her prey, and quickly rose on her feet, dropping her knife and putting her hands in the air.  “ Galactic Soldier, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you, I wasn’t expecting someone here, and since i saw the Dyavdra i thought it was a Kaetechi’s attack”  The soldier stood up with some difficulties. Blood near the mouth and on the body armour. Green piercing eyes. 

“ Alkya S.T Sony, Soldier of the United Galaxies… Whoever you are, i’m begging you... i need shelter and medical attention.” Without any hesitations, Saech reached for the Soldier’s arm, put it behind her head, taking some of the weight, and leading the wounded soldier toward her shelter.Saech didn’t have time to ask questions to the slightly older women. After giving her the medical attention needed to the soldier, she quickly fell asleep. Two broken ribs, a twisted ankle and some bruises near her forehand and shoulders were taken care of but drastically drained the explorer’s health pack. Any way, a life is a life, as her education taught her. Today, she took away a life and protected another one. She hoped that the Goddess smiled upon her in that struggle-full and will give her less stress in the upcoming days. She was busy keeping the fire burning to notice the soldier failed attempt to stood up. It was only when Alkya’s tried to suppress a grunt of pain that Saech turned herself, rushing to the soldier’s side. “Don’t move soldier, you will hurt yourself more than needed. You have two broken ribs so stay down. My name is Saech, explorer from the Sand’s Traveler. You are safe with me. I heard your name was Alkya, soldier from the United Galaxies. What happenned to you ? “ Alkya was breathing heavily due to her wounds. She looked at Saech, green eyes shining with the fire’s light. Her voice was quieter than earlier .“ You heard well, Saech, I’m from The UG… Nice to meet you, and thank you very much for the shelter and the care. You saved my life, and for that I thank you.What happened…  My ship was attacked while fleeing the Norgaks and I crashed my ship trying to safely land it” The confusion and interrogation could be visible in the Sand’s Explorer eyes . “ You...don’t know what happen ? “  the Soldier voice was almost inaudible. “No… I was sent three weeks ago to find a new location for my people. I was heading back when a storm cut my journey. I took shelter here and I planned to continue to my town tomorrow. “ The silence took place after Saech’s words. The woods in the fire was the only thing slightly breaking the calmness of the moment. Before Alkya’s voice rose. “Two week ago, the UG received a large amount of distress signal coming from the farthest border of the Cluster. We thought it was maybe a rebellion since the tension there was increasing day after day. We were wrong… A new race had breached the cluster, but after a failed contact attempt, the Norgaks, as they called themselves, swore to destroy every life in this galaxy, to “ erase the illness to replace it with greatness” … They killed every being that they crossed… Every other world have fallen under their will… Theka.. Dagre’v…Even  The IGSS … and this planet too… I was here during the attack of the Sand People’s city… They fought well... I’m sorry.  “ Saech was quiet. All of them, lost. Anger. A few weeks, they were alright. Now they are not. Hatred. Tears. Arms reaching toward her and pulling her. A soft prison, keeping her grounded to reality, a soft prison drowned in tears, a prison made of scars, of hard military training and attempts to follow her parents’ step. Mumbled words reached Saech’s ears.  “ If we are the only ones left, at least, we are together… “ 

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As I try to dream...

All that was visible was her smile. Not the blood slowly dripping on her torso, on the floor.  All that was audible was her last words. The multiple gunshots didn’t reach the soldier ears.

Only the almost inaudible word coming from a bloody mouth. Pain. Love. Do not feel them . They hurt. Both of them. I Love you, I’m hurt have the same meaning. The war was everywhere but not on her face. The face of an angel , rising from this devastated warfare to reach the place that, as said by every fucking person on this damn planet, to be full of peace, love and equality. Bullshit . When you died, you don’t rise you only begin the fall to Hell.

If Hell isn’t already on Earth .

 The same dream woke up Raphaëlle everyday. Why ? Because of pain, of love. Everyday the same shit. Wake up. Die a little. Spread death. Suffer. Sleep.When you can. But she does it anyway, because of the mistakes she did that day. She kills to erase deaths. She doesn’t care. Her only wish is to be killed too. But she is never killed because they keep putting her in one piece every times. And Every times, she become less and less human .                                 She’s a Cyborg now. She’s more than 75 % Robot. She doesn’t care. She doesn’t feel anything. She’s hollow, the claws piercing her cybornetik skin don’t hurt. The Bullets going through her limbs don’t hurt. No Love remains. Only Pain. That’s all that keeps her alive .

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With(out) you only

This extract is from one of my book project, called “With(out) you only”.

Set on a post-apocalyptic world, where a nuclear war destroyed most of Humankind, a new form of Being has risen, the Torches, both human and robot, mixing flesh and metal. And apparently, Torches and Human cannot share what remains of the torn planet Earth.

As the rest of Humankind struggle to survive, they are forced to evolve on a unhospital Earth, leading to the creation of Human enhanced with metal parts, known as Cyborg.

 The book will follow the story of Raphaëlle, a Cyborg woman thrown on the battleground, even if her will to fight died with her lover. But one particular person might change everything...