Little SciFi Stories on the Go

The cleaning bots reported small intruders, turns out the cubs were riding them like transport. Aaron pointed at the cubs, who were now lined up proudly atop their captured bots like conquering generals. When the cubs were finally pacified, cradling their bots like beloved war steeds, the commander pulled Aaron aside. If your young can turn cleaning bots into warm mounts, what in the name of the v...

The cat cub practiced predator stare, the human kissed their noses and ruined the whole intimidation. The predator cub lowered its head, eyes narrowing, pupils slicing thin as blades. As Mara walked down the corridor later, the cub trotting proudly beside her, a junior officer whispered, Mom, do you think they're scared of us now. Mara glanced down at the cub, who was practicing its stare again, l...

The cat cub growled at everyone, until the human booped its nose, now it craves boobs. She wasn't a xenobiologist, wasn't security, wasn't even assigned to the station that day. The cub didn't just tolerate the human. They didn't expect a human moving through smoke like it was home terrain, rolling, firing, adapting in seconds. They definitely didn't expect the cub. Become a supporter of this podc...

the brave cub who learned to laugh and live with humans. His claws scrambled uselessly, his chest burned, his instincts howled one command only, survive, or die with teeth-beard. They were the ones who kept fighting after their bones broke, who smiled while bleeding, who turned hopeless battles into legends. The humans fed him, bandaged him, taught him words, simple ones at first, sit, stay, caref...

When the human transmission came through a single Terran warship, one, daring, to challenge the dominion's entire 300 ship Armada, is this a test signal. 300 ships bristling with plasma lances, singularity cannons, and decades of conquest against one ancient Terran relic named on their scanners as HSS Vanguard. Entire sectors went dark as dominion ships lost their reactors, their engines, their ho...

When the human transmission came through a single Terran warship, one, daring, to challenge the dominion's entire 300 ship Armada, is this a test signal. 300 ships bristling with plasma lances, singularity cannons, and decades of conquest against one ancient Terran relic named on their scanners as HSS Vanguard. Entire sectors went dark as dominion ships lost their reactors, their engines, their ho...

Ralketh shrieked and rolled aside as serrated mandibles burst from the Earth, snapping shut exactly where his thorax had been. Ralketh scrambled backward as the sand collapsed inward, forming a perfect funnel, a trap. The sand that had betrayed Ralketh now behaved differently, flowing around the human instead of consuming him. In one fluid motion, they shoved a metal rod into the sand, collapsed p...

The alien scientists saw human biotech once and started rewriting their textbooks. The patient died, flatline, no neural activity, no cellular motion, no metabolic trace. Yeah, the human replied, rolling their shoulder as if waking from a nap. Velthon stared at the human, now drinking water and asking if lunch was soon. As the human exited the lab, Velthon issued an emergency directive to every sc...

Humming pot, the human only smiled, Sheffield I grant, single father, former field cook of the Terran Expeditionary Corps, stood calmly in the center of the Zerati Palace kitchen, surrounded by Onyx counters, floating crystal utensils, and one very skeptical alien princess. But Eli didn't bow, didn't stammer, didn't even glance up as the kernels began to pop faster, filling the room with a strange...

The alien mind reader tried to read a human mind and instantly regretted it. Hundreds of observers watched from behind reinforced glass as the galaxy's most feared telepath staggered backward, claws trembling, eyes wide with something no one had ever seen before. Across the chamber, sat a human, hands resting calmly on his knees, no restraints, no visible weapons, just stillness. Zirokai reached o...

Thousands of years of refinement, no disease, no weakness, no wasted code. Ancient, violent, relentless traces of plagues, ice ages, asteroid impacts, predators, wars, starvation, extinction level events, each one burned into the genome, each one survived, adapted, absorbed. She pulled up galactic records, cross-referenced, compared no other species carried this, not the armored drawback, not the...

The alien commander raised his hand to issue the order, and six apex predator cubs turned their heads away from him, and toward the human. Not because of the weapons, not because of the armored battalions waiting beyond the blast doors. But because the human girl hadn't said a word, commander's zeartile of the coalition suppression fleet felt the moment slide down his spine like ice. The cubs, Vil...

The alien commander aimed his weapon, the human girl just asked one question. Around them, her squad had fallen, either captured or obliterated by the invaders plasma barrages, but she had moved too quickly, too unpredictably, for even the most disciplined alien troops. I've run across deserts where every step could kill me, survived storms that would crush your kind, and walked through fire field...

The alien cat queen installed cameras to watch her paralyzed triplets, what the human janitor did. It echoed through the Obsidian war chamber as the alien cat queen watched three tiny bodies fail to move. Then she saw him sit, not on a throne, not on a cushion, on the floor, cross-legged, and he spoke, not in galactic standard, in a low steady rhythm. When the cub's could finally run, clumsy, joyo...

The alien hit the wall so hard the hallway lights flickered, then came the silence, not cheering, not panic, just silence. Outside combat theory hall seven, staring at the crater-shaped dent in the reinforced academy wall, and in front of it stood the human girl, breathing steadily, unmoved. Most students stayed quiet, not because they agreed, because Varkos enjoyed making examples out of people....

The Academy said humans don't belong here. At the center of the arena, the examiner didn't hide his disdain. The human didn't move either. The academy thought humans didn't belong. They didn't just belong in extreme conditions. Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/little-scifi-stories-on-the-go--7033804/support .

Gasp's rippled through the stands as the human vanished, not fleeing, not panicking, side-stepping with surgical precision. Elias ducked under a claw swipe, rolled, came up behind, and tapped Crexual's exposed joint. Crexual caught him at last, a glancing blow that sent Elias skidding across the arena, blood on his lip. He slipped inside Crexual's guard, slammed an elbow into a nerve cluster, twis...

Captain Elara Vos lay frozen, eyes open, breath shallow, staring at the dim ceiling of her quarters as warmth pressed against her from every direction. The dracari cubs were not supposed to imprint, not on humans. Across the station, officers stared at the monitors in stunned silence, because the dracari cubs had obeyed no one. Where Elara advanced, the cubs flowed around her like a living tide of...

Into the hearts of star empires were hesitant, curious, utterly captivated by a human's quiet courage. Out there, she whispered, pointing at a distant nebula glowing like molten jewels, empires trumber at Earth's name, planets that have never seen a human fear what we endure. Humans didn't just survive they inspired awe, commanded respect, and bent even the strongest wills through sheer resolve. S...

The child didn't cry when the battlefield erupted. The girl slid behind cover as plasma fire scorched the ground where she had been seconds before. The analyst didn't look away. Because the humans didn't fight like soldiers. Because she didn't see an enemy. Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/little-scifi-stories-on-the-go--7033804/support .

Carvek slowly turned, confusion flashing across his armored face, where here the voice came from behind him, calm, close. And this time, everyone watched carefully because the human didn't run. And suddenly, the unstoppable, Carvek's was falling again, harder, faster, worse. Carvek's tried again, and again, and again. While a single, terrifying realization spread through every mind, humans don't f...

No alarms yet, no screaming, just the slow, horrifying realization as three predator cubs, small, fird, sharp toothed, lifted off the deck plates, and spun helplessly toward the open void of the docking bay. She hooked the cub's tail around her wrist, pulled it close to her chest, and pushed off again, using the cub's momentum to redirect her own trajectory. Her shoulders struck a support strut, c...

The first snowball struck with a wet thud, and six elite predator warriors dove for cover as if meteor fire had descended from orbit. Lieutenant Arya Hale, human, terran born, inconveniently unstoppable, just grinned. Soft yet lethal, the cub at Arya's side wiggled with excitement, tail-swishing in ecstatic arcs. Arya, she knelt in the snow in a hoodie, hair dusted white, showing a cub how to scoo...

She shared her last piece of food with the smallest alpha cub and the clan pledged loyalty forever. The smallest alpha cub was starving and the galaxy held its breath as the human broke the oldest rule of survival. Because the Dyrifang clan had arrived, they came out of the smoke like living weapons, towering predator forms, scarred hides marked with ritual cuts, eyes glowing with ancestral wrath,...

The lecture hall was built to withstand bombardment, reinforced alloy ribs, kinetic dampening fields, emergency bulkheads rated for vacuum exposure, because the students who studied here were not children. 12 Predator Cubs sat there, back straight, claws folded, data slates resting carefully on the desks. It glanced back at the human, at the scars crossing her hands, at the way her eyes tracked th...