|The City o the Edge of Infinity (standard:science fiction, 4429 words)|
|Author: Nathaniel MIller||Added: Mar 31 2015||Views/Reads: 635/630||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Based on picture, a city in chaos on a colony across the Milky Way, and it is going to take Veterans to face the terrorist organization DOOM and protect the capital city from destruction by the group.|
The City on the Edge of Infinity. By Nathaniel Miller ©2015 A large city stands on the edge of the sea on Artus One, a class M planet, located in a system nine point six light years from Sol, and the new station for Earth and Sol as a colony. It is on the other side of the Milky Way Galaxy in which this galaxy had been found with the third generation of Hubble telescope in the year 2189. It had only taken man-kind over a hundred years, to perfect the Hubble telescope, having observed many solar systems until in the fifty years that Earth had entered the twenty-second century, a science vessel was finally dispatched by the Earth Federation in the year 2253 to investigate. The planet was colonized in the year 2283, and a colony for the last twenty-years standing. The planet itself is class M, in an ‘A' Class solar system with a dim star, two thirds as powerful as SOL. Not very bright, but it has enough energy to light the planet. It is one of three planets in this cluster around the dwarf star that lights the system. The difference here is that each planet is in a close orbit to Artus one. Planet one is Class M planet and similar to Earth, with a slightly thinner atmosphere, making it Temperate to Tropical throughout the planet, even at the poles. On the planet there are several large continents like Earth, and each one has multiple cities on them, established by Earth. The largest city is New New York. Big deal... It is a city of low lives, just as dirty, infected, and just as crime laden as the one on Earth. It is a place where it has more crime and corruption now, than the city on Earth that it was named. The only difference this is on a world far away from SOL, Earth, and practically clear across the Milky Way. The crimes of murder, rape, and major crime for the massive city is higher than the original city that it is named, and is just as dangerous, if not doubly dangerous than the original. My name is Simon De'Quan. I drive a cab. Today is another day on Artus one, living the dream in the city that I had been suckered to come here to. Far away from the polluted, overcrowded Earth, and one of many colonies established throughout our Galaxy that we had discovered way back in the Twenty-First Century. I glanced at the paper, sitting on the seat with me, and adjusted my jacket, and sipped at the soda in the drink holder of my Cab. “Planetary population expands again! Another estimated three million more colonists to arrive on Artus One in five years.” “Gee ain't that grand, and most of them probably the aliens that have come from planets within the Federation to live on Earth.” I thought, turning the page in disgust as I took a determined sip of my soda. I scanned the obituaries quickly, and shook my head. “Nope... Still not in there.” I murmured, “Wishful thinking, not.” I turned the page again, and this time an article in the paper caught my eye. ‘Locnar discovered in desert.' I grinned at the article, peering at the picture of a bald-headed, goatee clad face of an aging relic of a scientist, and a cute tomato standing next to him. I thought back to something that was still popular even in this day in age, a movie back from the twentieth century called ‘Heavy Metal' and I thought of the first story in the movie. I managed a laugh. “Yea right...” I muttered, “Only in the movies.” The next story was about a missing Heiress who had been abducted from Earth and brought to this shit-hole, being held for ransom. I turned my head to a tap on the window. “Hey you free?” A harsh voice said, and I turned my head to nod in silence. “Yeah hop in.” I said to the kid, glancing at him silently. He is about six foot two, thin, muscular, and he is decked out in leather from head to toe, wearing combat boots on his feet. He had a Mohawk and an Click here to read the rest of this story (403 more lines)
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