The USS Constant Voyage Continues
July 1st, 1961: Second in Command’s Log
The captain’s levelheadedness made it easier for the crew to accept what was happening aboard The USS Constant. The crew did not break gaze from the gray fog. It was as if they were waiting for God’s commanding voice. Instead they got terror.
The captain took a deep breath, keeping his gaze on the gray fog. We were alone in these waters and we had to fight the aliens in order to keep the human race alive. It was a terror that no longer remained within us, but around us.
Another round of attacks began and the captain stayed calm and collected. He was the anchor for everyone aboard the ship. He was our beacon and our support. He cleared his mind and as gentle as possible, gave us the orders to attack.
His directions were very important and he had to stay focus. There was blood everywhere, but our captain was ignoring the emotional chaos around him. He was barking attack commands, and couldn’t allow the inexplicable horrors and fear control him. He was a very good captain, and if the survival of the human race landed on his shoulders, he would make the right choice.
If we do not survive this attack, I want to go on record stating that I am proud to have served under him as the second in command...
Don't miss the next installment just click below:
If you missed any of this little mini series click on the flash fiction links below and catch up:
© 2012 Frank Atanacio
More by this Author
Kimber then started scanning the length of the train station platform and the parking lot looking for any trace of a witness. It was very early in the morning, and the streets were empty and the .....
Jimmy Williams saw a pair of legs buckling in slow repetition and a glimmer of hope lit up in his eyes. He watched the paramedics struggle as they began working a device that greatly constricted the blood flow to the...
"This was the cause of his demise," he said. " Man’s got a hole in his head and life just poured out. The poor bastard.."