Deimos Rising 11 (Rebecca R.)

I watched as the cargo ship pilot ran towards the group of colonists, whipping out her blaster as she ran.
I crept up the ramp to the hanger bay of the huge cargo ship, taking a flashlight out of my back pocket and shining it around the expanse of empty floor. A huge stack of cargo crates caught my eye, and I headed over.
A clipboard sat atop one of the crates, and I studied it for a moment.
"Huh, I guess this smuggler has got good intentions; she's here delivering supplies!" I muttered.
I rushed down some cramped metal corridors to a large engine room.
Colorful graffiti scrawled in alien languages covered the walls, loose wires and steaming pipes covered the scratched metal floor, and big metal power coils took up most of the space in the middle of the room.

Really sad

I've come to a really unfortunate conclusion- I can't keep Wordsmith going!
The shut down won't be permanent, but what with the school year right in front of us, I can't put in the work to make posts a good read, so during the first little while of the school year, when for me things are busier than ever, i'll have to skip out on posting.
But don't worry, I'll try to sneak in a couple posts on the weekend until Wordsmith makes a comeback, which will probably be some time in the winter...

Deimos Rising 10 (Rebecca R.)

My name is Rebecca Royce, and this is the start if my side of the story.

I watched from my domed metal hut as the huge cargo ship descended into the ravine. I saw a figure rush out of the entrance hatch, running off to the fight with the Teludav tribe.
I noticed she had left her ship's hatch open. Thoughts raced through my mind, this is my chance to get off this rock...I'll never have another chance like this for months....
I got up and walked slowly and surely towards the cargo ship.

Deimos Rising 9 (Valerie T.)

I checked off Colony 278# on my clipboard. Just two more colonies to deliver too, I thought.
Ever since the incident at the security station I had been on the run from the authorities, and I was already seeing my holographic wanted posters on the space highway billboards.
The autopilot switched itself off, and I carefully lowered my shop down into the ravine which was the home of Colony 279#.
I caught a glimpse of blast shots in a narrow section of the ravine, and I grabbed my blaster, rushed out of my ship and toward the fight.

Deimos Rising 8 (Marshal. K)

My name is Marshal Kavanagh. I am head of Colony 279# in the Outlands. Here is the start of my part of the story.


I woke to the sound of yelling. I scrambled out of my bed. I had luckily fallen asleep in my clothes so there was no wasted time getting dressed.
I ran out of my domed metal hut, buckling my holster around my waist as I made my way towards the sound of yelling.
"Bazia, what's the problem?" I asked one of my friends. Almost everyone in the colony (which probably amounted to a couple hundred) was gathered in the middle of the ravine we made our home in. I heard shots from boasters being fired, and I rushed into the crowd, pushing my way tongue front, my blaster out and at the ready.
Someone shouted behind me, "It's the Teludav tribe! We're under attack!"

Sideline story

Since DR doesn't just follow Valeri Titan's story, I'll have multiple sideline stories about the other characters. Just to avoid confusion, I'll be labeling them with their first names in parenthesis next to the title! :)

Deimos Rising 7

"Arrest? I didn't do this!" I protested.
"Yeah right!" A younger cop sneered. A rookie, no doubt. First day on the job.
"Shut it, Hanton. We're here to make an arrest, not-"
In one swift movement I switched my blaster to stun and whipped it out of its holster. I fired quick shots at the officers, stunning all but one. I dodged a stun blast from him and fired at his legs. He crumpled, and I rushed out the door back to my ship.

Deimos Rising 6

I came out of hyperspace right next to the security gate, a huge laser gate that scanned ships as they passed through. I peered out my window. The security station was scorched with blast marks.

I docked with the station, and I walked down to my porting station, and I swung the port door.

I climbed down into the station. No guards.

I walked down to the control room, opening a holographic keyboard and typing in 'security tapes'. 

A video played instantly on a large glass screen at the other end of the room. It didn't have sound and the quality was pretty bad, but what happened was obvious. 

The space pirates I had encountered minutes ago had apparently come through here on there way to where I was.

"Freeze!" A deep voice shouted behind me. 

I spun around, my hand instinctively going to my hip for my blaster. 

Five police men were pointing stun blaster at me.

"Ah, good! Officer, this station-" I started. 

"Hands up. You're under arrest for raiding and attacking an official Federal Planets security station." 

Deimos Rising 5

The captain of the space pirates smiled grimly. "Greetings, human," she said in a faint accent, "No doubt you are carrying cargo to the Outlands, yes? Well, hand over your shipment and we can part ways without having to exchange...damage."
I glanced at my fuel level. It wasn't as high as I would have wanted, but it was enough for me to make one quick burst of hyper space, enough to reach the security gates to the Outlands, and if the pirates had any common sense, they wouldn't dare come near.
The captain of the ship was still waiting. "Well? Send out your cargo and nothing unfortunate will have to happen."
My finger hovered over the button to end the transmission. "Well, not that it isn't an extremely gracious offer, but i'll have to decline. Unfortunately for you, i'll be leaving with my cargo bay full."
I blasted the engines, overriding the autopilot and taking manual control.

A steering wheel that i had hooked up from an old mustang slid out of the counsel. I grabbed hold of it, gunned the engine and sent out four small missiles.

I typed a quick code into the computer, and the computer voice echoed in the cockpit. "Five seconds to hyperspace. Repeat, five seconds to hyperspace."
The pirates particle cannons nearly missed my portside engine.

"Four seconds to hyperspace."

I released an ion charge from my frontside blasters.

"Three seconds to hyperspace."

The ion charge hit it's mark, tearing off layers of protective shielding on the pirate's ship.

"Two seconds to hyperspace. One second to hyperspace. Zero."
The engines hummed, and suddenly the stars were stretching. I blasted away, into my hyperspace window.

Other blog

As some of you know, I have another blog Art + Writing, well I'm changing up that's blogs theme and  making it more general, not a personal blog about boring stuff like my life or something all deep and moving, just about...stuff. I'll still do posts about art and writing and stuff, but now it'll be more freeform!
You can still reach it at artsandwritingstuff.blogspot.com, it'll just be a different look and title!

Okay....

Okay, so just to be clear, DR will be my august story (although it might bleed into fall a bit), then I'll do 'Vanessa'.
But seeing as the school year is starting soon, I may not be able to post every single morning, and if I do it'll be pretty early, and I don't want to get up too early in the mornings just to post.
So I might post during lunch, or maybe sometime after three.

Deimos Rising 4

I tapped the blinking light, bringing up another screen.
The Teludav's ship captain appeared on screen. She wasn't Teludav, and from what I could see of her crew in the background, they weren't either.
She had the shaven head, blue tattoos, and pale skin of a half-human. The half humans are a race of people who look just like humans, but they're ancestors were created in labs by Katigur scientists, to fight in the war against humans.
They were never put into use, and once the war was over they broke out of their containment facilities, and now fifty years later they are recognized as a proper species.
And as soon as I saw her sitting in a Teludav captain chair, two words appeared in my head.
Space pirates.