Brian McCullough

She sat back in the leather chair of the executive jet, mentally cycling through what she had to accomplish prior to her arrival. Once she boarded the flight, both pilots were instructed to put the metal to the pedal, and neither questioned the woman who exuded a commanding presence....

Moments later, a line of warriors appeared—four of them. Markings on their clothing, hair design, and style of weapons pointed to strangers from an unknown tribe. The warriors appeared secretive in their movements, as though realizing they trespassed....

Transported to a world whose society fractures itself by distinguishing population classes, Tag, Rose, Claire, and Devin strive to help underground residents establish their independence, knowing they will instigate a civil war....

Their distance provided a margin of safety, but only if they used hand weapons with a standard projectile. He considered retreating - however, it was a choice against the nature of his people’s militaristic psychological makeup....

She stood quietly for a few moments, enjoying the brief tranquility until a sudden, loud noise and bright, flaring light reflected from the buildings a few blocks away. What on earth? What is that? The light slowly diminished after pulsating several times in timed succession....