Posts Tagged ‘death’
Sleeper
June 10th, 2008
She watched him lazily as they lay entwined on the bed. Her fingers traced along his jawline, back and forth before brushing them gently across his lips. The feathery touch elicited a ghost of a smile as his eyes closed.
She leaned forward and pressed a light kiss against those lips. “I love you like pancakes, Eric.” He chuckled softly.
“I love you like syrup. Now go to sleep you silly girl.”
Snuggling into his warmth with a contented sigh, she pulled the sheet over her cool skin and shut her eyes.
As they slept, a faint red light began to flash just behind her left ear. The pulse grew stronger until her eyes flew open. She sat up turned to stare at Eric who was still slumbering away. She had no memory of the whispered endearments only a few hours before. With a calculated, swift movement, she placed her hands on either side of his head and snapped his neck.
She rose gracefully from the bed and dressed quickly. She opened a hidden compartment in the wall and prepared to carry out the mission.
by Melia
Tags: cyborg, death, deception, murder, sex, sleeper cell, women
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Robert slowly boarded the waiting transport, bandaged fingers struggling to grasp the worn hand railing as he struggled up the metal steps. Like everything else on this world, they were covered with a fine layer of red dust. In the air above he could see waves of it skittering through the air, filtering down through cracks in the doors above. Doors that tried unsuccessfully to keep the landscape from intruding into this stale world below.
Upon entering the conditioned air of the transport he was surprised to find it completely devoid of other passengers. Confused, he awkwardly turned to examine the tarmac, but no other transports filled the empty space. In the cockpit ahead, he suspiciously eyed the pilots just finishing their pre-flight check. With a smile, one motioned him to take a seat. Any seat.
The door closed behind him as he slid painfully into a window seat. Outside, he could see porters hefting the sealed coffin into the transport’s underbelly.
Robert never wanted to set foot on Mars again.
by kwatz
Tags: colonization, death, exploration, travel
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