A series of loud bangs startled Syndel from her sleep. “Get up rookie, Raezing time.” Eclypse’s deep voice yelled from the other side of the chrome door. Syn glanced over at the holographic clock on her nightstand that read, 02:35:56 Thu 13 Oct 27. 

“Fucking Raezors,” she groaned, wiping the sleep from her eyes. Every single time she got some sleep, it never failed that someone would interrupt her.

Syn pushed herself from the warm confines of her bed an...

Eclypse stepped onto the ledge of the roof looking over Washington, D.C.’s dark grungy lower level. The arching ways and the two upper levels blocked out most of any of the natural light that could reach the lower level. Over the years, progression built on top of history, or took it with them. The White House and the Capital now sat on the upper level high above the city, while the Monument was just built up to tower over the Upper level.

Eclypse had smelled the sweet floral s...

The warm spray of the shower cascaded over Eclypse’s head, plastering his dark hair to his scalp. He placed his palm against the steel wall allowing the water to rush over his body.  The night’s events would have left him tired and exhausted a year ago, but now there was only the physical pain that he felt pulsing through his muscles. There were advantages to the alien enhancements, but there were also massive drawbacks. In the beginning, the pain was almost unbearabl...