August 15, 2030 Professor Stevenson grabbed his keys and headed towards the door. “Where are you going, dear?” his wife, Julia, asked. “I’m just running to the lab to get something,” he replied. “Ok, but don’t be long. Dinner is ready in an hour” Julia said. Professor Stevenson opened the door to his house and stepped outside, but his wife’s voice stopped him from going any further. “Could you get some more solar powered batteries for the robot, please?” she asked politely. “Can’t you just do the chores yourself?” Professor Stevenson mumbled. “What was that?” she asked. “Oh…um…I said I’d be happy to do it for someone as beautiful as yourself” he answered quickly as he closed the door and started walking towards his laboratory. Of course, Professor Stevenson wasn’t really going to get the batteries. He had far more important matters to attend to. According to his death prediction instrument, his wife was almost dead. The death prediction instrument had been invented by the professor, and had the ability to reveal the exact time, data, and place of a person’s death. Professor Stevenson broke into a run. As he was running down the street, past the robotic contruction workers, and towards the laboratory, Professor Stevenson was repeating two sentences repeatedly. “Julia Stevenson…2:53pm…my house…August 15,2030. Must get to the lab” he said. As he arrived at the laboratory, he noticed the unemployment line as the ‘Jobs 4 u’ station was unusually long. I know that unemployment is very high these days….but this is ridiculous! Professor Stevenson thought. He pulled out his identification pass and held it up to the security camera on the wall. “Professor Carl Steveonson” he stated as the camera examined him. The electronically sealed doors then opened and the professor walked inside. “Good afternoon, Professor!” Perkins, one of the more promising young scientists, greeted. “Good afternoon” the professor replied. “Is there something I can help you with?” Perkins inquired. “No thank you, I’m just collecting something, and then I’ll be off” Professor Stevenson explained. Professor Stevenson walked over to his desk and approached the safe that was there. He quickly entered the 5-digit combination and opened the door. In all these years, the humble safe is still one of the most secure places ever, the professor thought. He grabbed the ‘Cure for Death’, a liquid that once injected into a corpses’ heart can cause it to start again, and immediately exited the laboratory. Once he got outside, he looked at his watch. It read 2:40pm. I have to get home with the serum before 2:53pm! Professor Stevenson thought frantically. He started sprinting towards his house, but tripped over on the footpath and was sent sprawling to the ground. He quickly got up and then continued running to his home. As he was running towards his house, he checked his watch. 2:46pm. I’m going to make it, he thought happily. He continued running. As soon as he got to his front lawn, the professor ran into an all-out sprint, desperate to get to his wife and save her before it was too late. The ‘Cure for Death’ had to be used before thirty seconds had passed since the person died, or else it was no use. The professor kept running, but tripped over on a tree root in the lawn and fell face first onto the ground, dropping the serum in the process. He looked at his watch. It was 2:50pm. I can make it if everything else goes right, he thought desperately. Suddenly a man, who was riding on his bicycle, came speeding towards the professor. “Watch out!” he yelled as he rode towards the professor. The professor rolled out of the way just in time and the man lost control of his bike and fell off. The professor got up and frantically looked around for the serum. And then…he saw it. Lying on the ground, just a few metres away from him, was a broken syringe. The professor looked at his watch. Ten seconds until 2:53pm, he thought sadly. Professor Stevenson picked up the broken syringe, and, unable to contain it any longer, he burst into tears. He cried so much that there was soon a wet patch of grass on his lawn. To everyone around him, it would seem strange that a grown man would be crying on such a bright, sunny day, but Professor Stevenson didn’t care. All he could think about was how he had lost the woman he cherished most, and all because of one man and his bike. The professor got up, walked over to the man, and grabbed him by his shirt. “Do you have any idea what you have done? Because of you my wife is dead! DEAD!” Professor Stevenson yelled, with tears flowing down his face. He looked at his watch. 2:56pm. Professor Stevenson wiped away his tears with the sleeve of his coat. He would have to hope the lab had another ‘Cure for Death’ somewhere, and that It would work. A small chance, but it’s the only chance I have, Professor Stevenson thought, still fighting back tears. Suddenly the professor realised the man was not looking at him, he was looking at something above him. Still holding the man, Professor Stevenson turned around, and realised immediately that he didn’t need the serum to be with his wife again. In shock, the professor let go of the man and stared at the gigantic object hurtling towards him. “What is that?” the man asked. “That…that is a nuclear bomb” Professor Stevenson explained in disbelief. “Oh…my…god” the man exclaimed. “Not even god can help us now” the professor said. The bomb had nearly reached its point of impact, and the professor spread out his arms to embrace the end. I will be with you soon…Julia, he thought as the nuclear bomb hit. Spoiler NOTE: This is an entirely original work, not based off any videogame or movie or otherwise. Criticism is appreciated.
Good story the only critisims I would give is that you never discribed what the characters looked like
XD i never wrote it with the intention of putting it on here lol i wrote it a year ago for english homework so yeah not as much effort went into it as it deserved lol
lol point taken but think of it this way it's this good for a pointless school homework task emagin if you acctually tryed!
lol and then you go too far.... but on another note is this the end of the story or now that you have shown it do you intend to continue the story?
Well actually i intended for it to be a prologue for another story..but never got around to writing it lol
why don't you? Also it may be an idea to finish writing some of the work you have already posted on here too
I'm going to finish Gexln's story before i start any others. That's one story i'm determined to finish even if it kills me lol
