All Chapters of Amongst The Sky: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

2108 A UFO IN THE NIGHT SKY is no different than a shooting star: where there is light, there is hope. And hope is no different than a dream wandering dolefully through a cloudy mess of thoughts. In a city no smaller than New York, such dreams were hard to come by. They weren't simply the ambitions you would expect from the likes of a child. No; there existed a dream so impossible to achieve that humanity declared it 'unfeasible'. The city of Violetwall possessed the same issue; it had survived under years of neglect since not long before the world turned to the newly discovered light-powered machinery. Pollution. Phoenix Newman knew all too well of the cluttered streets, the empty soda cans and glass bottles that sprawled out across a vast spread of road. He knew it now, under the winks of moonlight, under the haloed luminescence of The Spire. A building so incredibly large that the commun

Violetwall had been known for its many gaming centres and light shows. For a cosmopolitan metropolis with a population of roughly eight million, it was safe to say that the majority possessed a liking for virtual reality and artificial worlds. Sugarplum Boulevard, in particular, had the largest arcade amongst them all; so large, in fact, that during the winter of 2105 the city issued heavy funding to turn it into a light-show-game-centre hybrid. It had been built during the discovery of light-powered machinery. The Spire, although this was not confirmed, had been known for creating new technology to aid in the evolution of light machines. Phoenix believed they worked on weaponry; Andy thought they dissected aliens and used them for research; and Alex, who never really discussed this with anyone, was convinced that the building had been used to create robots. Perhaps, even, nanosuits. They were useful after all, and it's not like their only purpose was to transp

Later in the evening, the group called it a day and caught a bus downtown to the residential area of West Ample Street. Phoenix, however, didn't live too far from the arcade so he jogged home. It took him about six – maybe seven – minutes to get there. And on the way, he saw a man putting up a black-and-white poster on the Boulevard apartment complex from across the street. Written, though he could not determine exactly what the rest said, at the top of the page were the words ??????? ??????! Phoenix had no idea who the missing person was, but he did notice a lady in black clothing stop by and study the page, seeming puzzled. Maybe she knew something about it.He didn't think too much of it. Though, it had come across as rather unpleasant that someone, supposedly a resident of Violetwall, had disappeared in the previous days. But it did give the city its own story, Phoenix supposed. Something to make the headlines. When he got home, his f

Alex's father brought two plates to the kitchen table, one in each hand, and another on his forearm. He learned to do that after working as a waiter back in Orlando during his teenage years. And it completely mesmerised Alex; she wasn't sure if it was possible because of his great balance or because of his dedication as a worker. Either way, it fascinated her.The kitchen had been remarkable to Alex; it was what she sometimes like to call a 'living kitchen' – no, the room was not alive. Rather, it had been a combination of both a living room and a kitchen. The sofa was only a few steps away from the

General Fraser didn't understand extraterrestrial life quite as well as he thought he did. He stood on the top floor of the Blue Sun, watching as the divine sky began dimming, wafting its pockets of thick, murky vapour over the outer walls, so fantastical and abnormal to the routine of everyday life, which was old and boring in its essence, if not terribly remarkable. Alarms burred up and down the building wit