Project Super Nex, Chapter Seventeen: Shemoaniir’s Treasure

"Okay, Sid, I know how much ya love wanderin' 'cross offbeat rags, but ya gotta put that scarf away. For cryin' out loud, it's too twenty-third century!" "The SPACE Union flyer is timeless!" Sidney, sitting on a beanbag chair, reached up to her neck to adjust the fringed scarf. Embroidered on it was a conical … Continue reading Project Super Nex, Chapter Seventeen: Shemoaniir’s Treasure →

Project Super Nex, Chapter Sixteen: Telescope

Traveling to Vestral, weaving through the bustling marketplace with its pungent spices and raucous noises, being greeted by Freye Urewlil — it was familiar for Wyatt. However, he had to drag his feet and his arms ahead of one another in the foyer, as if the air was solidifying against him. This made Freye wave … Continue reading Project Super Nex, Chapter Sixteen: Telescope →

Project Super Nex, Chapter Fifteen: Sigint

Twirling her hair, Sidney said in a higher lilt, "Corbin?" He started thumbing his phone. "No observations, no comments." "Agents! Are you still here? You must have found a realidorr." Marsden boosted through the large opening with a jetpack. She gripped a poker in one hand and a sturdy W19 with two mottled tawny claws … Continue reading Project Super Nex, Chapter Fifteen: Sigint →

Project Super Nex, Chapter Fourteen: The Hereborg

Traveling to Vestral, parking his mobular in an alley, climbing a pebbly zigzag of a road between low mudstone buildings, Wyatt held up a hand to shield his eyes from the morning light of four suns shining through breaks in the stratus clouds. He sped up the walk to an intersection where the thudding of … Continue reading Project Super Nex, Chapter Fourteen: The Hereborg →

Project Super Nex, Chapter Thirteen: Trickery in Twos

The eighty-story statue of Harlow Marsden — the first Warbearer Overseer and one of the six Originators who founded SPACE Union after emerging victorious in the Axiom War — stood as proudly as any other Warbearer monument. Bands of crimson and gold colored his mailed armor, which contrasted with the crimson-focused, golden-trimmed color scheme used … Continue reading Project Super Nex, Chapter Thirteen: Trickery in Twos →

Project Super Nex, Chapter Twelve: Freye Urewlil, Overseer of Torchen

"Stop whining like a two-year-old, you mushrot, and get the reserve back online!" "You know why that is impossible, so give me some peace. I can't devise — " "Suck it! You're a master techno-engineer, so you can build another way to track it." "You make 'master engineer' and its variants sound uniquely astringent. I … Continue reading Project Super Nex, Chapter Twelve: Freye Urewlil, Overseer of Torchen →

Project Super Nex, Chapter Eleven: A Scuffle with The Romuteli

"Penelope, I'd like to ask you something," said Wyatt, entering the kitchen, where his Rad-Bio colleague was stirring a pot of oatmeal on the stovetop. She pointed her spoon at him. "Shoot." "How come you never once mentioned that you're Sidney's guardian?" Penelope growled just as the oatmeal burst into furious bubbling. "She told you?" … Continue reading Project Super Nex, Chapter Eleven: A Scuffle with The Romuteli →

Project Super Nex, Chapter Ten: Quentin Medanar

"Wow," Wyatt mumbled to himself as he circled around a research laboratory with vials, large microscopes, glass cases storing chunky minerals, rings of interwoven wires floating above stone slabs, and other materials. Afterwards, he entered a library, the largest one thus far. Dust layered the dog-eared books. Others looked clean as if they had arrived … Continue reading Project Super Nex, Chapter Ten: Quentin Medanar →

Project Super Nex, Chapter Nine: Alidiska Min

"How the grim d'ya shoot Wy? In the arm? With a damn boomerang?!" "For the hundredth time, Cooper, a Betelark sprayed me! There's more than one reason why I hate those bugs so much, and the hallucinogenic venom's at the top of my list!" "If the gash is not hygienically and promptly bonded, it will … Continue reading Project Super Nex, Chapter Nine: Alidiska Min →

Project Super Nex, Chapter Eight: Spuring The Horse

"You're pretty early, Wyatt!" "Early bird catches the beetle, Dr. Fulbright. No better time to catch it than today." "No better time indeed," said Xavier, handing Wyatt an antiallergenic napkin, waving an arm to the ajar door of his office. "Come in, come in. Penelope's even earlier than you." Wyatt entered Xavier's office, where Penelope … Continue reading Project Super Nex, Chapter Eight: Spuring The Horse →