Short Stories E-Book

Raginmund

• Herausgeber: BoD - Books on Demand
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Serie: Short stories
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 103

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2026

Beschreibung

Table of contents Sleeping Beauty has a new thorn - Fary Tail retold The riddel of the spearhead - Agent story The Settlement - This Could Have Been - Archaeologists’ Story The Dagger That Didn't Belong to Rome - Archaeologists’ Story Raven - whatever you think, it's wrong - Since Fiction - Voodoo-Zombie The Child of Ember and Sulfur - a demon child who didn't want to be one The Hidden Town - zombi-since-fiction Pets, Masters, Gods and the Universe - Cat Story Wind - Crime story

Leseprobe

Short Stories Volume 1

Table of Contents

Sleeping Beauty has a new thorn!(Fary Tail retold)

The Riddle of the Spearhead(Agenten story)

The Settlement – This Could Have Been.(Archaeologists' Story)

The Dagger That Didn't Belong to Rome(Archaeologists' Story)

Raven – whatever you think, it's(Since Fiction – Voodoo-Zombie)

The Child of Ember and Sulfur(a demon child who didn’t want to be one )

The Hidden Town(zombi-since-fiction)

Pets, Masters, Gods and the Universe(Cat Story)

Wind(Crime story)

Sleeping Beautyhasanewthorn!

Yellow-brown clouds were moving wildly over the stinking, thick, pink-brown fog. Fortunately, the last non-autonomous vehicles were banned from traffic last year. The president of the chemical company “Das Pulver – Tech” had himself driven to his castle.

His wife Bella Silikonika had a child. A girl.

Her name was Evy-Rose.

Everyone who was of any rank or name or who had made it… um, you know what I mean, was there.

As usual at every banquet, there was a lot of talking, but nobody knew what about.

Everyone knew each other, only with some of them you just couldn’t remember where from.

That’s probably why a lot of photos were taken with the people who had been forgotten.

Many unique things were given away, because the little one was supposed to live a long time.

A lady came up to the baby, she wasn’t so richly dressed and smelled of real, natural herbs and flowers.

“What do you doing here?” asked the president. "Nobody invited you and you smell like undisinfected bushes."

"I know," replied the lady, "and I smell of healthy nature. I came anyway to give your child the blessing."

"Then hurry up," replied the president, "and then leave so that we can continue celebrating safely." The lady got angry, but she still didn't want the girl to pay for it. So she wished Evy-Rose: "You shall live long and healthy. But on the day you come of age, you shall fall asleep and sleep until the earth is clean and healthy again and yet progressive."

"What nonsense is that?" said the father and drove her out.

Evy-Rose's childhood was easy and her playroom was literally flooded with stuffed animals and other toys. She loved playing with her friends and the game consoles glowed.

One day at school she swapped a power bar for a large tomato. When she took a bite, her eyes widened.

"What kind of taste simulator did you use? It doesn't taste like a tomato at all!"

"Taste simulator?" asked the girl who exchanged the tomato for the power bar. "It's a completely normal tomato. I got it from a forbidden garden. But please don't tell anyone, otherwise the peacekeepers will ruin everything. Do you know that tomatoes used to be called paradise apples in some countries? At the time of the last earth discovery, they only existed in Latin America."

"Yes, of course, like El Dorado, the city of gold. But in Japanese culture, the city of gold is on a mountain and the immortals live there." Evy – Rose "Perhaps this year is a puzzle from the early days of ancient cultures..." the girl.

The tomato acid helped her stomach, so Evy-Rose didn't say anything. On the contrary, whenever she didn't feel well in her stomach area, she swapped a power bar for a tomato from the forbidden garden. When her parents noticed that Evy-Rose no longer needed the miracle powder so often, they had a doctor examine their daughter. When the doctor found traces of natural tomato in her stomach, Evy-Rose had to change schools and was shielded from the old school.

But since they didn't know who she got the tomato from, she continued to meet her friend in secret and learned everything about permaculture.

Since she was to inherit the chemical empire one day, her parents let her study biochemistry.

But her father wanted to expand his empire and gain more power. So he had Evy-Rose study implantable nanotechnology. And slowly she understood the technology of total control of the empire.

An AI called the Queen of Heaven was built deep in the moon. And the seedling of everything that lives was laid at her feet, like in an ark for eternity.

But the president also wanted to live forever and had a cryos capsule built. He secretly programmed the capsule to fly to the far side of the moon into the bunker and connect to the AI's "Naturel Overlord Alpha Hero" program.

Before that, he wanted to officially hand over sole company management to his daughter on her 18th birthday.

And so the day came.

On the grounds of the New World Space Project, the president ceremoniously handed over sole company management to Evy-Rose and announced that he was retiring.

But her father kept quiet about the fact that mutations had occurred in the human and

individual reptilian cells over time and that was why he wanted to get out of there.

When her father handed her the documents after a pompous speech, a butterfly distracted her attention and she stumbled over the anchor pin to which the cryos capsule was attached.

She fell into the cryos capsule, which closed with the impact of her falling and flew the programmed route. Evy-Rose immediately fell into temporal sleep and was taken over by the

“Queen of Heaven”.

But since the President suspected that some would try to follow him, he installed a time Camouflage.

His wife, so angry that he wanted all chances of survival for himself, divorced him immediately. When the mutations became noticeable three years later, her mother flew to the moon and managed to get into the bunker through an unknown tunnel.

There she found a reserve capsule that could only be used for a limited time. But she knew that the elite wanted to flee to Mars and that the beginning of the mutations made that impossible.

So she sent a part of the ark with her daughter into the hands of a Roman soldier.

There she was to wait for the princess until the man from the moon could fetch the remaining ark. In the meantime, some people became giants and some lizards became giant lizards due to the chemical river pollution.

Both ate everything and did not stop at human flesh.

Their devastation and the further chemical pollution triggered a global ice age.

So only the magical powder refusers survived.

When the values on Earth had recovered, the survivors repopulated the Earth. They had rediscovered a certain level of technology and flown to the moon.

„The Queen of Heaven“ awakened the man on the moon for the princess. And if the princess manages to successfully protect the new civilizations from the old mistakes, she can have a long life with the man from the moon.

The RiddleoftheSpearhead

(Mystical Short Story)

After the battle of the angels in heaven, the archangel Michael thrust his spear into the serpent and cast it down to Earth, restoring peace in heaven. In the no-man's-land where humans lived, resided angels loyal to God, the undecided, and those ultimately cast out by God, some of whom declared themselves gods. They were all created by God and were His children. Today, one might say there were those who remained in the fatherland and those who emigrated to other places. But only those who attacked the Father and/or other children of God found the gates of the fatherland closed to them.

Thousands of years later, Jesus healed people to show His good intentions. Yet, He too was killed, and the tip of a lance was plunged into His body. The wrath of heaven—and even the Earth—became visible.

What was this spearhead that was later declared holy, even though it served the angel (God) of death? Was it an abuse of the same lance? A twin lance? According to legends, some of the greatest conquerors wielded this lance. Mythologists, philosophers, and religious leaders reluctantly formed a council but quickly agreed: the blade must not remain intact, nor should it fall into the hands of a single person. Since the mythologists believed in something supernatural but did not seek a god, and the philosophers viewed God as a collective term for a behavior or character trait, they did not consult the "Above."

20th Century and the Present Day

In a laboratory, scientists and technicians feverishly attempted to dismantle a spearhead lying on the lab table.

"If we could just remove a few splinters so it’s no longer whole, that would already be a start."

"A start or sufficient? This isn't just some map you tear apart to scatter across the ends of the Earth to hide the actual artifact. This is the damned thing itself. Everything ever sought has been found—except for true peace."

"Why don’t we just deposit the thing under the UN building? That should be the safest place."

"Then the representatives there would just spin in circles, going insane."

"Wouldn’t be anything new," an engineer quipped with a twisted expression. The others looked up at him, then grinned.

"We need something like Thor’s hammer, or something similar…"

In a Maternity Ward within the Laboratory

In a glass display case stood a child’s torso. On several tables lay newborn babies.

"Shit, hopefully, we’re distributing the spearhead of Archangel Michael. After all, he is Germany’s patron saint. We really don’t need another lunatic like Hitler—let alone multiple versions of that madman."

"With the luck Earth has…""I’ve never cared much about God and all that, but today, I’m praying that all the angels never sleep again."

"Do you think angels sleep in heaven too?"

"Well, considering how long some things take —But I don’t care. They won’t get any more sleep from me."

"He’s going to become a monk if we keep talking like this!"

"Yeah, maybe. You’ll see—or maybe not, if this really is the cursed spearhead. Then I’ll be in a secure fortress, and you’ll be screwed."

"Are the parents being informed?"

"Are you crazy? We don’t even know if any of these children will be returned to their parents. The pieces are scattered across the world, but no."

Confidential Protocol

Most of the "Children of the Forbidden Blade" have died. The embedded splinters could not be recovered—not even detected. From the children of the former Eastern Federation, most records are missing. However, it was discovered that the splinters of the deceased children reunited with those of the survivors.

Warning: The "Children of the Forbidden Blade" communicate with each other.If rumors are to be believed, escape within the solar system is no longer possible. They could link up with satellites and the AIs stationed on the planets of the solar system.

It is recommended to reconcile with them—if that is possible from a quantum theological perspective. MAYBE, the splinters can be charged with love. If successful, they would protect Earth instead of bringing destruction.

Angering or negatively manipulating them could lead to catastrophic damage worldwide. Protecting and loving our potential safeguard will be difficult enough.

But what if it becomes the Blessed Blade?

Then it would all have been worth it.

The Search for the Other "Children of the Forbidden Blade"

Now, they weren’t sure whether to search for the others whose records were lost due to the collapse of the Eastern Federation or to leave it in God’s hands—with the caveat that the remnants of said federation officially rejected God.

But they weren’t stupid either—what if that was just a ruse?

"Ugh, mistrust is such a strong instrument of the devil that nothing can be planned securely. And that’s because he isn’t actually stupid either.

But if they are found—then what? Eliminate them to maintain control over the remaining ones? That’s an evil plan that Russia, China, or —God forbid—North Korea or other overzealous leaders might have as well.

Or what if one of them is in the oil-rich Arab nations—shut off the supply and force the spearhead’s reunion? That wouldn’t be World War III; that would be World War Omega.

If the spearhead wouldn’t automatically restore itself from the lost fragments, we could have just sent one of them to the Mars colony and finally achieved peace. Well, maybe small village skirmishes—but no major wars.

But that’s no longer an option if they can truly connect via satellites.