Arik

Arik

Status: In Progress

Genre: Romance

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Romance

Summary

Earth is no more. A ship containing the few humans that escaped, has set out into space in search of a new planet. Arik has just lost everything, and is now commanding the ship. Will he ever find a place to call home, and will he ever find love again?

Summary

Earth is no more. A ship containing the few humans that escaped, has set out into space in search of a new planet. Arik has just lost everything, and is now commanding the ship. Will he ever find a place to call home, and will he ever find love again?

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Submitted: February 26, 2019

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One giant aquatic like creature flew overhead; its tail fin swished from side to side; batting at whatever vegetation had dared to grow up into its path. The creature flew low with its mouths bobbing open and closed, tasting the air in search of food. Agitation was clear in the creatures jerking form. The planet didn’t appear to hold enough life to sustain a mere human let alone enough to feed twenty or so Catfish resembling creatures on mega steroids.

“Keep close, and don’t move a muscle.” Arik whispered to the two men behind him. They were currently hid behind a large boulder that was as tall as a house.

Arik followed the creature’s movement as it passed. He crept across the sand until he could peer around the corner of the large rock.

“How many?” Jack asked, his voice made Arik jump, he hadn’t heard the man approach. When he turned to glare as him the man simply shrugged an apology then raised his over bushed eyebrows in question.

“Four, hovering around one of the babies; is Danny ready?” A quiet fuzzing sounded before Jack spoke into the radio attached to his jacket.

“Hey Danny, you about ready?”

“Yeah, man. Just a heads up if you let me get eaten, you won’t ever see your precious candy bars again.”

“You took my candy?” Arik shook his head and sighed, Jack sounded on the verge of tears at the thought of never seeing a bar of chocolate again. The man had been an addict on earth and had brought a box of three hundred on the shuttle with him. He limited himself to two a year, Christmas and his birthday which he roughly guessed by using a calendar and a clock. According to Jack his birthday was two days away.

“Men, can we get back to the task at hand, please?”

“Yes, sir,” Danny spoke over the com.

“Then let’s go fishing.” Jumping out from behind the rock, Arik let out a battle cry, which had the creatures turning in his direction. As suspected the sight of food led them away from their young. As planned, the beasts followed him as he turned on his heel to sprint away, the creatures caught up to him quick and he felt more than saw that their gaping jaws had opened. Just a little more. He was running as hard as he could but felt like he was going nowhere, behind him the creatures were inhaling, their intake of breath was so powerful that his booted feet left the ground, but not before he managed to attach his safety clip to the pin he’d nailed into the floor. 

 

Arik and his team had landed on the small planet not two weeks ago; their ship had taken a beating when they’d past through a cluster of space rocks. The stop to repair had ideally only meant to have kept them grounded for a day or two, and if it weren’t for the planets inhabitants, then they’d have patched up the ship and been gone by now. The fish like creatures were one of the main causes of their problem, they were carnivorous creatures but clearly had little sense. The sucked up anything in sight and spat out what they didn’t like. Their ship had been one of those things, and so had one of their men. He never came back out though. Arik hadn’t particularly minded, for the man the creatures inhaled was no friend of his, or of anyone in the team for that matter, the loss, well, hadn’t been much of a loss at all.

Alan Peter was a dick. A giant narcissistic pain in everyone’s ass, he always had been out here in space and back on earth. He’d figured himself to have a certain authority over Arik and the rest of the team. Back on earth he’s sat behind a desk, barked orders and men like Arik had followed every last one,  including boarding a tester space shuttle–one of four of its kind–that shot them into space, never to return.

He’d had no choice, neither had his crew mates, or even Alan peters. Earth had turned to shit after a meteor had crashed into the Moon and obliterated it. The remains, creators of all sizes flew around the earth orbit, circling our home planet like a protective barrier, yet every so often they’d crash into earth causing mass death and destruction.

The Moon’s disappearance wreaked havoc on our planet. Tides were minimal and waves were almost non-existent, which in turn caused hundreds of thousands of sea based life forms to die from lack of food the current infected water’s provided. Without the Moon acting as a stabilizer as the planets rotated around the sun the Earth was thrown off its orbit. One of the first noticeable changes was in the seasons during the first year, they were sent into a state or turmoil. Soon the best month in the world for certain foods to grow the country was covered in snow.

When the shards of moon rock and meteor bombarded earth, towns and even cities were destroyed, hospitals were over run and it seemed you couldn’t walk a few blocks down the streets without seeing a dead body. People started to riot, to loot. Governments were over thrown leaving mass panic to rule the people. In the first three months, the decline in food, the crashing of two meteors and a clash against countries and races caused half of the world’s population human and animal alike to be eradicated.

Arik remembered seeing the fear in his wife’s eyes that mirrored his five year old daughters. He’d promised them they’d be safe. He swore to protect them, but he’d failed. Unbeknownst to him and the rest of earth’s population, Alan Peters– Aka man behind desk, one with all the money, aka one with all the power had requested a mass genocide. Deadly strains of viruses were released into the population, disease’s he wouldn’t wish on his words enemy. In his mind’s eye he could still see his wife and child, his family, writing in bed after becoming infected. The illness had struck down his daughter first. Large pustule lumps appeared on her tiny fragile neck and her small developing limbs started to die, turning black with infection. The strain had been so strong she’d died within a matter of days. His wife, his beautiful wife was struck down next. Her virus the same as their child’s Arik had laid besides her, waiting to contract the disease, he’d prayed for it, prayed for an end to the pain that consumed him. His whole world had fallen apart, literally. In those last moments that his wife lift, in those last fleeting moments, those last heart wrenching seconds the world seemed to crawl in slow motion. The only sounds were his thundering heart the ticking of the clock hung on the wall beside him, and the hum of electric lights blinding him from above. As his wife took her last breath, all sound disappeared. The clock stopped dead at four fifteen pm, and the buzzing overhead died with the power, and his heart broke with the intense pain of losing everything he once had a reason to live for. His firearm grew heavy in its holster where it rested attached to his belt.

His wife, a devoted Christian believed suicide prevented the soul from entering the afterlife.

‘To die is to die with piece in your heart, mind and soul. To be content in those last moments knowing your demise is imminent and unchangeable. To commit suicide, to die with your heart filled with such anger and hate, will keep you earthbound, to spend eternity lost and alone’ the words she’d once spoken hung heavy in the air.

He refrained from taking his six millimetre pistol from its sheath and pointing it to his head.  He wouldn’t take the chance that her words were spoken truths.

No emotion marred his features but inside he burned a fire so hot he was surprised he didn’t burst into flames. His body lay in state of shock, unmoving as he watched through the window as the sun rose and fell twice before the ringing of his mobile drew him out of the state. He ignored the stench of rotting flesh that filled the room, ignored the empty vessels that once held the very essence of his family. The call lasted mere minutes, his boss on the other line, ordered him in for duty, and on numb legs he went. Somehow between then and a few hours later he’d ended up on a space shuttle with seven others, including Alan Peters, and looking down on a dying planet from space.


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