Galactic Problems

“Species of the Galactic Council, please take your peace.”

The shuffle of feet, hooves, tentacles, and other appendages could be heard throughout the auditorium, somewhat drowning out the other language translations of the announcement. The first session of this annual meeting was about to begin. While not the first session of its history, this would be the first time that the human species was involved in an official capacity.

The announcement was made in English first for our benefit, as was the tradition when new species joined the Galactic Council. Ours would be the 45th galactic species to sign the Galactic Council’s legislation, but we were hesitant. Continue reading “Galactic Problems”

The Beginning Of The End

I have single handedly destroyed the entire United States Military. On every level, in every branch, men and women are defeated. Not that I killed everyone, but I have beat them in a way that never before has been attempted, yet alone accomplished. Continue reading “The Beginning Of The End”

Knights Rise


“My lords, it has once again come time for us to answer the call. The world is in peril.”

I had never been called a “lord” before, even if they meant it in the most barbaric of ways. I was not an owner of land, an overseer of peoples or serfs. I was just the latest recruit in the 21st century fold of The Knights Of The Round Table. Continue reading “Knights Rise”

The Rushmore Protocol

Mount Rushmore

In America’s darkest hour, the shadowy powers that be decided to initiate “The Rushmore Protocol”.

While the public knows of its existence, no details were ever released. Doing so would have revealed the true nature of the iconic tourist attraction, Mount Rushmore. Continue reading “The Rushmore Protocol”

The Future Of Olympics

In the past, the Olympics were a happy event.

The world would gather their best and most accomplished athletes and they would compete for medals of gold, silver, and bronze. While the rivalries were right, there were no wars, no violent attacks that broke out from the events themselves. But that was the 21st century. Things have changed.

Now, the Olympics decide the life and death of nations. Continue reading “The Future Of Olympics”

Infamy – Part 5

Adolf stood over the map of Europe, alone in his personal War Room. He had cleared the room mere moments ago; upon hearing the news the F.D. Roosevelt had declared war on Japan. The declaration came shortly after Pearl Harbor, a military base in a water-bound state belonging to America. The attack had been barbaric, even for him.

The war had gone as planned. The British and their allies, rallying behind this Winston fellow, had made several attempts at advancing, but had not held a victory over Adolf’s troops. Even along the eastern front, the Russians had not been able to route the superior SS driver forces. Adolf allowed himself a smile. He had done well; at least, until now. Continue reading “Infamy – Part 5”

Infamy – Part 4


It had been a long two years. Almost two years, though it indeed had felt longer to Winston. The responsibilities that bore down upon him were, as the American journalist had said, “greater than those carried by any other human being on earth”. Winston was exhausted.

He knew that it was not his predecessor who had put forth his name for the job. A greater power than that of Chamberlain, or even that of King George VI, had pushed Winston into the role of Prime Minister. Continue reading “Infamy – Part 4”

Infamy – Part 3


The Oval Office was a place a President went to for candid photographs, publicized meetings, or to sit behind a desk and sign your presidency away. For the last several years, it had been this new room, in the West Wing. Behind the Hoover desk, with the clear sky behind him, President F.D. Roosevelt sat, with veiled thoughts behind his clear eyes.  Continue reading “Infamy – Part 3”

Infamy – Part 2

It was late November in 1941, out of the Pacific ocean as Commander Fuchida watched his men board their planes. He stood aboard the Akagi, Japan’s greatest carrier, watching the A6M-0 fighters move into place. He breathed a sigh of disappointment, because he knew he would never see these planes again. Continue reading “Infamy – Part 2”

Infamy – Prologue

The clock struck three; it was now January 1, 1933. Around the room, several people stirred. Of course, some of them had been dozing, too tired to be patient. One gentleman, in a blue suit with a bushy white mustache, grumbled and tried to settle himself back to sleep. Those who had not slipped into slumber wished they had, but did their best to stay awake and attentive.

The Author, the head of their organization, was late. Well, he would never say he was late. He would rather say that he chose to show up when he was able, and the will of the group should not run in contrast with his own. None dared challenge him on this. In this organization, the Order, the Author was the man with the power, the plan, and the judgement. To disobey him…

Suddenly, the doors at the end of room flew back on its hinges, slamming into the supporting walls. All the paintings rattled, just as did the occupants of the room. They all turned to see who stood at the door; even those who had just been returning to slumber were on their feet and attentive. Standing where the doors once were, was a man, or a giant. Continue reading “Infamy – Prologue”