Hugh J. O'Donnell

The Stargazer orbited a rogue planet. The world circled no star, and thus the station served as a handy way station in the big dark between systems. The fact that it was outside of most jurisdictions and lightless made it a haven for pirates and smugglers. It was also home to many astronomers, with the darkest stable night sky in established space.
At least, it was until the station’s government started building casinos and attractions to bring in tourists. Soon, the sky was blotted out by bright lights and holo-ads.
The ensuing revolution was an alliance based on common interests.

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They kept the golem hidden in their barn, and worked to repair them by lamplight. They weren’t artificers, but they did what they could.
They kept the damaged construct as comfortable as they could, and hid them from Inquisition forces. The Inquisition had declared all ‘thinking constructs’ to be abominations, and anathema to all ‘true life.’ They were to be destroyed on sight, and the penalty for harboring one was death.
The golem sat in the dark and waited. They knew the farmers were risking everything to protect them, and one day, they would need to be protected in turn.

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She lived in the ruins. An immortal being summoned to protect them, she’d done what she could, for hundreds of years. And the city prospered. They built wonders, and made tremendous strides in science, philosophy, and art. She kept them safe from raiders and rival city-states. But no civilization lasts forever.
She was bound to that place, and when it fell into ruin, so she changed from a goddess into a monster, slithering along stones and hunting any trespassers. She protected the city’s lost treasures from thieves, but if any were to ask her, she would freely share her memories.

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It was the third date, time to start asking the serious questions and see where the relationship was going. “So,” I asked, as casually as I could. “Are you religious?” I was a Christian, and it was an important subject for me.
“I’m a big believer in original sin,” she said.
“Do you mean that humanity is inherently flawed, or that you believe the bible should be interpreted literally?”
She laughed as she positioned the sex swing over the pile of blood diamonds. “I’m just of the opinion that if you’re going to do something, you should make it memorable.”

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It was his first time. He was nervous. What if he did it wrong? He’d waited a long time. A lot of his friends said they didn’t want to wait, that they wouldn’t do it. But he had. He wanted his first time to be special, important.
Finally, he saw her. She smiled, and could tell he was a mess.
“First time?” She asked. He nodded. “Don’t worry, you’ll do great. Here’s your ballot and a marker. Follow the instructions, and when you’re done bring it over there to feed it into the machine.”
He voted, and it felt fantastic.

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They were stranded on a desert island, put ashore by the mutinous crew and left to die.
The captain fell into dispair on the second day, and on the third, the bosun awoke alone, and found the pistol missing.
He rushed to the beach and wrestled the gun away from him, but it went off, striking the captain in the meat of his thigh. The bosun bandaged the wound as best he could, and dragged the captain back to their makeshift camp.
They were going to survive, the bosun promised himself. They both were. Not for revenge, but for love.

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The physicist was surprised to be called to an emergency meeting, and was even more surprised when she found Anti-Graviton, from the Justice Sorority, sitting in.
“First, I want to say that your work has been exemplary, and—” Her boss said.
“We’ve got our eyes on you,” the heroine interrupted. A folder floated across the conference table. She opened it.
“Wait, are you putting me on a watch list because of my freaking name?” the scientist asked, indignant.
Dr. Lucy Deville grumbled as she stalked back to her lab. She’d show them how good she was. She’d show them all.

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She loaded the shotgun. and tied it to the horses’s saddle. She patted the huge black creature affectionately. He was going to get a lot of exercise tonight. She checked her makeup and dress one last time. Everything was ready. All she had to do was wait until dark.
The ranchers and the miners, the outlaws that were stealing everything they could get their hands on out here in the ‘lawless frontier’ wouldn’t see her, she told herself.
They wouldn’t see the old farmhand’s daughter. They would see La Llorona. And she would be the last thing they ever saw.

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