**Prologue**
Up above me now are the eternally lit megalopoli where they have cars flying near the speed of light, doors that are always open for you, and interactive chairs that adjust to your comfort level when you sit on them, all with the touch a...
Dystopia, Future, survival
The ceiling was white. That's the first thing I remember. Well, no, I remember opening my
eyes, but the first thing I saw was the ceiling. I looked at it for a very long amount of
time. I didn't even move. The only muscles that I used were my...
Apocaliptic, Dystopia, neon, survival
It happened in an instant.
"Quarantine Number 2-90, All clear."
"All clear, you may proceed."
The air has grown stiff and the floor gone cold. I could hear the deep breathing of the men beside me as they led me down the long endless corridor. I...
Alternate Reality, Anthro, Dystopia
~ At the sound of the bell and whistle, the fox groaned audibly. Looking up from her book to the subway car around her, fellow passenger's expressions generally matched her feelings. She tucked her book into her satchel while the car rattled into the...
Dystopia, Fox, Microfiction, travel
The guard puts the gun away, and delta points the cannon down, allowing the guard to approach. As the guard opens the med pod, the first thing he sees the straps used to tie down raikes.
"you may proceed" the guard says, after checking the wounded...
Dystopia, Pregnancy, The Hunger Games, War
"liz, how long til we are at the palace" tamerus asks, noticing the look on her face.
"we are on final approach now" liz states, then reaches for the comms headset and puts it on. "this is delta one, requesting landing permission for the palace....
Dystopia, Hunger Games, Pregnancy, tension
Against an ink-black sky, small flickers of ember briefly danced, before vanishing. They came from the only
point of warmth and light in the barren landscape - a small fire that hummed gently, providing a fragile
counterpoint to the...
Anthropomorphic, Dystopia, Post-Apocalyptic, Story
**Chapter 3**
_Training_
"So, child. Go ahead and sit down. Take whatever feels more comfortable for you."
I shrug, not really having much to say about it. I am glad for the break and the ability to get off my feet for a while. Though they do...
Dystopia, Fox, Gargoyle, Magic, Training
Soon, multiple people would enroll themselves into entering the meta space craze, and as more and more people gave up their tangible flesh to become immortalized in a corporate dystopia coated in pastel of many colors, the energy that they collectively emitted
Dreamers, Dreamers of the cosmos, Experiments, Fantasy, Origin, Origin Story, Power, Story, cosmos, mythology
They always told us about the Forest. It had always been there, since the beginning of time. Always reaching for us at the edge of the city, at the edge of creation.
As children, we were always told not to enter the Forest and its inviting, dark...
Beckoning, Dystopia, Forest, Fox, No-Yiff, child
Lying flat on my belly in a now familiar crib, wrapped up in a warm fuzzy blanket, my head on a soft, cool pillow, with a teddy bear tucked comfortably in my arms with the worst behind me had me feeling pleasantly relaxed. I tried to tell myself that...
Babyfur, Cub, Diaper, Dystopia, Medical Procedures
Chapter 13: Goofing Off
Next thing I know, I'm being gently shaken awake by a movement on the bed. In the darkness of early morning I try to find the cause as I let out a yawn. Someone flips the lights on: I let out an involuntary yip and put my hands...
Bio-Morph, Dystopia, Some humor, Vanity, Vulpine