© Ltcdr. 21.09.2019
The events in this story occur shortly after the episode ‘Mindbender’
Straker dropped his suitcase in the boot, lamenting the mechanics that denied him the satisfaction of slamming the lid down again. A minimum of ten days enforced medical leave ahead of him because his psyche report was five points down. If Jackson had delayed the tests for just a couple of days or so, he would have been fine; back to normal, the nightmares and sleepwalking a mere inconvenience that would disappear. Eventually.
There will be a new UFO story posted here starting Sept 21st, to celebrate Ed Straker’s birthday. One chapter a day. Title: The Green Man
Excerpt: His fingers tightened on the steering wheel as he recalled the fear on his superior’s face, his own confusion and sheer exhaustion when it was all over and the memories of a different world, a different existence. For the last few days he had half-expected the far wall of his office to slide away, revealing a group of cameramen all waiting for the call to start filming.
Tags: Straker, PTSD, Jackson, Mindbender. 😉
Seven years ago I received this illustration to go with my AO3 Yuletide story ‘No Man is an Island’
It still remains one of my favourite pictures. A lot has happened in the last seven years and although my fanfic ‘output’ may have diminished somewhat, I have made a promise to myself to complete at least one UFO story this year. Maybe it will be the Hallowe’en one I started last year, or the Christmas one from the year before! There WILL be a new UFO story this year posted on Sept 21st, but for now, I’d like to wish all UFO fans and those who have been so generous with their comments,
A Very Happy and Prosperous 2019.
WARNING. ADULT CONTENT
This was written several years ago as part of an assignment. Please forgive the unwieldy prose. 😉
A UFO Story
Disclaimer: All publicly recognisable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners.The original characters and plot are the property of the author of this story.(Plot? What plot? And call yourself an ‘author’? I could chew a pencil and spit a better story than this.) Go ahead then. I dare you. Meanwhile, back to the disclaimer…..The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any previously copyrighted material. No copyright infringement is intended. No. But you sure as hell intend infringing my privacy. This has gone far enough! Bugger. He IS in a bad mood. Anyone know where I can get a bullet proof jacket?
The laptop was tucked away at the back of his safe. No need for explanations, not that he would have given any. It should really have gone back to the IT department, but they would destroy it and although it was no longer of any use, he would not allow that to happen. It held too many precious memories. He sipped his coffee, wondering where she was right now. Continue reading
Seven years since I wrote the final line of ‘Shepherd’. A few more months though before I was done editing it, but looking back that was an incredible time in my life.
Since then I have gone on to do other fairly long UFO stories – The Needs of the Many being probably one of the longest, though there is a story for next year that is roughly 40k in length. ‘Shepherd’ though, was a stonking 150,000 words seven years ago. My first novel.
My grateful thanks to those who have read it and who encouraged me to write on. I haven’t written much UFO recently as life has taken a different turn, but I am aiming to complete at least two UFO stories next year.
There will be a new UFO story posted here on Christmas Eve – adult in theme and featuring Col Lake and Ed Straker. Comments will be welcome, as always.
No new Hallowe’en story this year – the one I started got waylaid by real life, but for anyone wanting an older creepy story ….
and of course, the wonderful Calan Gaeaf by AnDelenDir (on AO3)
A UFO Story
By Lightcudder ©Feb 2012
Disclaimer: All publicly recognisable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners.The original characters and plot are the property of the author of this story.The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any previously copyrighted material. No copyright infringement intended.
‘We have a live one Commander. Bringing him in now.’
Straker did not need the signs to guide him as he walked the corridors. The underground base had continued to develop over the years, adding new walkways, new sections, even lower levels, but the SHADO Commander knew every part and his mind was fixed on other things besides the layout of the base.
A live one. The first for over a year. Maybe this time they might have a chance. It was about time they got a break. He paused to let Alec catch up. Continue reading
He knelt down and leaned over the dog, one trembling hand reaching out in trepidation. Not Wolf. Please. The tongue lolled out of the open mouth, the brilliant blue eyes were closed, the plumed tail motionless. He did not want to touch, to feel that body still and lifeless; not after a day such as today. He looked back into the brightness of the shop entrance where the bag of kibble had fallen on its side next to the carton of milk. He should have made Wolf stay in the car.
‘Wolf.’ His whisper was unheard by the onlookers. Continue reading
Straker jerked out of the nightmare, his own harsh voice shouting himself awake, his legs scrabbling to get a foothold. He tried to push the sheets away to sit and wipe sweat from his face in an attempt to forget the nightmare but his hands would not obey him. The foul smell in his nostrils made him want to retch and he forced himself to stand….
He remembered everything. Continue reading
Jackson was still working, eyes staring at a slide before he slid it under the old fashioned microscope on his table. He leaned forward to examine the results. ‘Hmm…’ a long-drawn out sigh of disappointment before he pulled the slide out and selected another, his fingers quick and assured. He ignored the footsteps behind him and continued turning a dial until the breath on the back of his neck made him sigh.
‘Colonel Freeman? You need something?’
‘Found anything yet?’ Continue reading