By David C. Daoust The cold wind whipped hair into her face as she finally let her hands flop down over her head in defeat. Mari felt all her hopes recede as the mysterious ship grew ever smaller, she let her arms fall completely to her sides just as the vehicle finally vanished in the…
By David C. Daoust Mari Haul could not help but wonder how long a person could wander a seemingly endless series of corridors, without going completely bonkers. She figured she may be just the person to ask, at some point. That is, if she could do anything but jibber-jabber incoherently once she had a definitive…
By David C. Daoust Mari’s options were limited. She had finally given up on sending a communiqué out to her family. She pushed herself away from the terminal with a huff. Even with all her hacking abilities she did not stand a chance against the AI, Noreen. Considering she was in the central temple of…
By David C. Daoust Mari Haul had never actually been to one of the Temple Reactors. In fact, she doubted any living person had, or, at least, not many. The Temple Reactors were the massive devices that helped give life to otherwise dead moons. ‘Temple’ was a slang term given to these structures. Mari could…
By David C. Daoust Mari Haul, the Hero of the Royal Alliance, found herself within a Red Faction Starfighter, being dogged by a group of Consortium Fighters as they dropped orbit around the desert moon Twin Crown. She had no idea where they came from, or what they planned to do. She did know that…
So, I’m pretty sure this is the first full week I have taken off from the site in the past two years. (Actually, I hit two years May 26!) Anyway I sat down with a couple ideas for this week’s piece, but I wound-up rereading the entire ‘aWLoN!’ project from page one! At about 5:30…
By David C. Daoust “Why are those even a thing?” Dakota suddenly exclaimed, completely oblivious to how anyone else felt on the matter. The four-armed metal snake monsters flickering charge, sent chills down her spine as the sound of their metallic bodies scraped and sparked across the metal floors of the Red Faction’s ship. The…
By David C. Daoust Major stood gripping his assault rifle, back to the wall, as the bullet fire ricocheted from the far wall in front of him. The small group of invading ‘Seaguard agents’ had managed to make it back down to where they had locked up the strange man that had accompanied the Armored…
So, I think, what has always been clear in my mind, that maybe I failed to represent in ‘aWLoN!’ is that there really isn’t a two party system in the Onion. (Not including the Democratic Assembly, as the two, original, ‘plans’ certainly split them into parties, though that all fell apart when one side chose…
By David C. Daoust The Royal Alliance was formed in resistance to the Royal Vanguard’s unwillingness to allow the people to secede, to find their own ways of life throughout the Onion. To disperse from the Ark Ships, as they saw fit, to live the lives they wanted, not the lives the Royals of the…
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By David C. Daoust Vincent had witnessed firsthand just how indestructible the body he currently inhabited was, having personally launched the small stunt-bot through the air, smashed it through brick walls, and pummeled it into the asphalt, all in an attempt to get the small bot to leave him be. Now it was his turn…
By David C. Daoust The room changed suddenly. ‘Changed’ was the only way Dakota could explain the difference. It was the same white lab she’d been working in for the past two days, the same white lab that matched every other lab she’d ever worked in, though when the men burst into the room, firing…
By David C. Daoust Colin and Craiden both had given up on the cell door. They had no choice but to sit and wait. Considering the men with the guns had left them in their wake, they were probably the safest people on the ship at the moment. Colin slumped back on one of the…
By David C. Daoust Vincent awoke in a rather precarious, prone, position with a blond haired woman standing over him, her hands a little closer to his face than he would like. “Ah-HAH,” the woman said with a smile as she had just witnessed the bot spring back to life, “That was pretty tricky! ‘Looks…
By David C. Daoust Dakota could only be surprised when she recognized the War Hero and ex-Royal, Mari Swan, unconscious on the stretcher the small group of medics had suddenly rushed into the med bay. While Dakota never truly enjoyed history, Mari had stood out amongst her studies as truly unique, even if she was…
By David C. Daoust Colin felt the terrain change as the massive APC rolled through the gates and then directly up the ramp that led into the Barracks ship. He felt the momentum shift as they suddenly veered to the right and abruptly came to a halt. He could hear the gears crank and the…
By David C. Daoust Colin decided just to bite his tongue as the massive blue bot, which now housed the gabby little girl-bot, Margo, continued to slide the overturned Personnel Carrier around the lot. A lot which was once full of rubble and debris, though was now a flattened turf thanks to Margo’s futile attempts…
By David C. Daoust Craiden awoke in a heap; his head was still pounding, though far worse than it had when he awoke that morning. He found himself in the corner of the tipped Personnel Carrier. It was dark, he could hear others moving about outside, his right arm sore, and he thought he may…
By David C. Daoust “You there,” the soldier questioned Colin, “you got a prosthetic heart?” “How could you possibly know that?” Colin asked shocked and immediately distrustful. The only way they could know that was with his personal files. Considering his personal files didn’t even know that he was on this moon, he couldn’t figure…
By David C. Daoust Mari felt the blood rush from her face as she witnessed the small girl suddenly engulfed in debris. She threw her sons weight off her shoulder and onto the dark haired stranger that had assisted her thus far. She heard the man grunt at the sudden shift, but she was far…
By David C. Daoust Craiden wasn’t sure what was wrong. He had been dealing with the infection for a while now. He’d never had this much trouble with it, even before he got on the regiment of meds. It seemed as though, as soon as he had his mouth clear, more mucus would bubble up…
By David C. Daoust The surrounding havoc was like none other Colin had ever witnessed. He had just been released from lockup, when the news hit of the assault drones on the horizon. They returned his hand gun and shotgun upon being released, both confiscated by the Otomo security force long before he ever stole…
By David C. Daoust “Well I think we got a minute…” Craiden muttered slumping in his seat. Mari heard her son’s muttering… She even felt bad for evading his questions, though still, she pretended to concentrate on the controls of the land speeder instead, as they rocketed towards the gates of Grady. Honestly, she wasn’t…
By David C. Daoust Craiden awoke with a pounding headache. He’d learned a lot about his mother last night, the least of which was just how much she could drink. Craiden knew his mother had been a star-fighter long before she started her family and moved to Twin Crown, though the stories he heard growing…
By David C. Daoust Mari was heralded a hero of the Royal Alliances’ Fleet. She finally found herself on the frontline as the coming battles between the two Royal factions heated up. A war that would last years, years that Mari spent fighting. By now star battles were an old hat to Mari, that dream…
By David C. Daoust Mari sighed as she ran her star ship through its paces. For all her bravado of being a star fighter pilot at long last, she found herself, more often than not, on escort missions between ambassador ships. She could not help but wonder if it was because of who she was,…
By David C. Daoust Very little is known of the age before the Ark Age. Not just because of the centuries involved in the trek to the second sun, it was, in fact, forgotten by design. While most humans of the Onion know next to nothing of the Age before, the Ark Ships still hold…