April 25, 1961 First Attack

The USS Constant


April 25, 1961 Captain’s Log

 

The ship’s doctor slowly closed his eyes and he seemed to breathe a little smoother. He shrugged forward for a moment, then straightened himself. He had a very long day.

It was the end of the first alien attack. My crew fought back as hard as they could. It was just amazing the way they stood their ground. I had studied their response to the first encounter with the aliens, and had thought it impossible for my crew to act out in a panicked way. They did. It was the fear that got to them. Then they argued with me about the value of fear. They claimed that it was needed to build on. And they said it as if they needed to justify their fears.

I made my case clear to them that the invading aliens were unknown. And it was that unknown that brought about the fear. There was no shame in displaying fear so long as you carried out the duties. And they fought like brave soldiers. There was not a coward among them.

I wanted them to clear their minds, and get ready for the next wave of attacks. They needed rest and food. I wanted my crew to eat then sleep.

My second in command stared at the gray fog and it seemed to scream at him. It was as if my words did not sink in. I stood beside him to offer comfort. A small gesture, but a gesture nevertheless.

His blank expression was that of a man who had lost courage. It was as if he allowed the gray fog to call him a fool and a coward all at once.

I knew my second in command very well and he hid his overwhelming emotions from the crew. Although the nightmare had caught him off guard he had put up a good front. No one suspected anything, but me.

I told him we would have handled things differently if we had been prepared, but we didn’t. No one in command knew that the invasion was coming. No one knew what the aliens would look like, and we are the only stand against them. The other warships from other countries never arrived. But we were still here, fighting.

I realized my comments gave him no comfort as we stood as a commanding unit staring at the gray fog...

© 2011 Frank Atanacio

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Deborah Brooks 4 years ago from Brownsville,TX

Oh I would have liked to see the photo.. this is so good Frank... I cant quit reading these..

voted up

Debbie


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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

hub said the pixels were a problem whatever that meant :)


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poetvix 4 years ago from Gone from Texas but still in the south. Surrounded by God's country.

Damn, Frank! You pulled me in like a fish on a line. I just read the last installment and had to back up to this one to get in from the get go, as it were. This is dramatic. It's in your face, believable and engrossing all at the same time. Off to the next part!


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AudreyHowitt 4 years ago from California

Ok--now I get it--short stories might be a whole other genre for you--loving it


Sunnie Day 4 years ago

Very good writing here...looking forward to the next chapter..although I read the second first but it came together nicely..:)


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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

Poetvix.. thanks for taking the bait.. you're a good catch of the day bless you oh and I still see you there Audrey.. thanks for the visit..Sunnie day thanks for reading this flash fiction


Valleypoet 4 years ago

This one really captures the fear of the unknown as the crew face up to a faceless enemy...you have me hooked on the series...these are good reads Frank :-))


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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

again thanks Valley :)


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wingedcentaur 4 years ago from That Great Primordial Smash UP of This and That Which Gave Rise To All Beings and All Things!

Voted up for awesome and interesting, Frank. This is quite a way to set a mood very quickly. I like that, there's no wasted words or any other kind of messing around in your writing. I'll be back later to read the other parts in this series.

Take it easy.


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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

I am glad you stopped by to read my sci-fi winged thank you :)


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samuel hodges 2 years ago from Winston-Salem NC

That was exciting story telling. It read to me. Pulled me in. I needed to see how it would end. Very well done. All ways enjoy your writings.

Don't comment much. But enjoy them all.

Thanks, Frank for being so creative and sharing.


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Frank Atanacio 2 years ago from Shelton Author

thank you for checking out my mini-write

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