Free short Story; The Carriers; Part One

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The Carriers; Part One

Fireflies danced in the humid night air as David Miles brushed some of his dark hair away from his face, and peered into his telescope. He squinted, trying to see something other than black, but his view of the night sky wasn’t revealing anything. Not a star, or planet. Nothing. He moved the lens of the scope away from the horizon and toward the ground. Their house on the hill had a perfect view of the town below. If he couldn’t see stars, might as well focus in on something a little closer.

Lights from the neighbours front porch came into view. David smiled. It was like he was standing right next to it! At least now he knew his birthday present worked. He moved the scope carefully to the left. This was her house. He recognized it anywhere. The last house on the road before going up the hill to their place. He felt weird looking at it this way. Like he was spying on her. David straightened up. She probably wasn’t even home, so…that meant it was all right. Right?

The first window he came to gave him a limited view of their livingroom. She wasn’t there, but someone was. The lights were on and he could see the pale blue flicker of the television reflect on the wall. He moved the scope more to the left; kitchen window. The plants on the window ledge needed some water. The next window was dark, but if he remembered the layout of her home, that window should be in her bedroom.

“See anything?”

David straightened up. “Uh, no.” He looked down at the ground as his father walked toward him. “Too dark.”

Alan Miles smiled at David as he moved through the field grass. “It’s supposed to be dark. Can’t see the stars any other way.”

David scratched his nose and lowered his head to the eyepiece again. “Yeah, well they’re not easy to find.”

Alan took a sip from his military coffee cup. “What are you doing anyway? It’s supposed to be the biggest meteor shower in thousands of years. You don’t need that thing to watch them.”

“I know, but I thought I’d check out the moon or one of the other planets.”

Alan looked skyward. “You know, it used to be that with astronomical events like this, people used to see them as a bad omen. That the world was going to end and stuff like that.”

David turned a knob on the scope. “Uh-huh.”

“I remember when Haley’s comet went by the last time. There was this fear that it would usher in all these natural disasters. A new age of destruction.”


“People actually killed themselves over it.”


Alan looked at his son. “Your mother and I arrived in our Mothership around that time too. People didn’t see us coming. Used the comet’s tail to hide in.”

“Uh-huh.” David raised his head. “Wait, what?”

Alan snorted. “Nice to see you’re paying attention.”

“Sorry, I’m just really focused on trying to see something.”

Alan checked the angle of the scope. “Well you’re not going to see many comets with that thing pointing toward the town.” He lifted the end of the telescope with one finger. “And if her father ever saw you peeking at them with that thing…”

David straightened up and shrunk away from the telescope. Trying hard not to make eye contact.

“It’s fine that you like her and all,” Alan said. “Just don’t get creepy about it.”

“I wasn’t spying on her or anything.” He adjusted the angle of the lens. “I was making sure it wasn’t broken.”

Alan took a sip from his mug. “Sure you were.”

David peered into the eyepiece. “So, since you and Mom are aliens, does that mean I have dual citizenship?”

Alan smiled. “Maybe, or maybe we’ll have to take you back to-”

A loud explosion over their heads forced both to the ground.

“Davy! Get down!”  Alan looked skyward as he crawled through the long grass. “Are you all right?”

Flames quickly evaporated into the night sky as fiery pieces of debris scattered in all directions.

David kept his gaze skyward. “Yeah, but what the hell was that?”

“Hey, watch your mouth.” Alan sat on the ground next to his son and watched as the debris blazed a trail across the night sky. “Looks like something exploded.”

They kept quiet for a few moments and watched the fireballs streak across the horizon. Alan took a quick look at his son, grateful beyond words. For a brief moment, he was back in Iraq. Insurgents were fond of the cover of darkness.

A smile lit up David’s face. “That was cool.”

“It was something.”

“Maybe it was one of those comets.”

“You think so?”

“Yeah. It must have exploded from expanding gasses.” He looked at his father. “We learned all about it in science class. The heat from entering our atmosphere heats up any liquid inside and forces them to explode.” His gaze returned to the sky. “I can’t wait to tell Mr. Adams about this.”

Alan smiled. It was nice to see his son was taking an interest in something other than the neighbourhood girls.

“Hey!” Alan pointed off to the left. “I just saw something streak across the sky to the South.”

David squinted.  “That’s not where they’re supposed to be.” He looked to the right. “Mr. Adams said the meteor shower would appear in the North-Eastern sky.”

“Well you can’t accurately predict where they’re supposed to be.”

“I guess.”

“Look, there goes another one.”

David pointed to the West. “I just saw two over there.”

“They’re really coming down.”

Another explosion rocked the night as the fireball rained debris over a wooded area.

“Maybe we should call the fire department. That could set the trees on fire.”

Alan’s eyes scan the dark horizon. “Do you know how high up those things are? It’s a trick on the eyesight. It looks like it fell over that ridge, but I bet it’s miles away from here.”

“You think so?”

Alan didn’t say anything as more comets exploded and debris streaked across the sky.

[To Be Continued]

The Carriers; Part One

© 2013 Dark Conteur Collection of Works


About Darke Conteur
Darke Conteur is a writer at the mercy of her Muse. The author of stories in several genres, she prefers to create within the realms Science Fiction and Dark Fantasy. A pagan at heart, her personal goal it to find her balance within nature; exploring the dark through her stories and the light through her beliefs. When not writing or working with crystals, she enjoys knitting, gardening, cooking and very loud music.

2 Responses to Free short Story; The Carriers; Part One

  1. Nice!!!! Keep it coming!

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