I don’t know about you guys, but the time has come around for me to be looking at scholarships. Yes, that’s right folks: scholarships. Actually, that time has been around for several months (or years, if you count my mom buying the book for looking at scholarships when I was in elementary school). With my interest in the creative arts, leaning towards writing, most scholarships we have been looking at do require some sort of writing. While most of it has been essays, I’ve found a few that are geared towards fictional writing. One of these has become my latest project which I finished a week or so ago.
Today, I’m going to be posting a small snippet from my story. It doesn’t have a title yet, but I’m very proud of how the rough draft turned out. This is from that rough draft, so please excuse any spelling and/or grammatical errors. I try to do my best as I’m writing, but there are somethings that will slip by. Keep in mind as you’re reading this, that the assignment was for either a fantasy or science-fiction story. With all those things in mind, begin scene!
With a sharp squeal, twenty ships dove out of the curve, now faced with the equally daunting task of navigating the canyon.
“Pirago is managing to stay right behind the lead pilots…but wait, here comes Chaminez!”
Ev swerved to the right, watching as a pink hot-rod approached from behind, only to be deterred by a huge mountain of rock. Grinning, she dove. On her left, a hulking star-ship battered her wings. With a sharp shudder, she felt something hook onto her engines, dragging her back.
“Let go!” She shrieked.
Ahead of her, Kinta’s sleek vessel took the lead, twisting around a curve, quickly followed by five other ships.
“Engines are being rammed. Disengage shields?”
Ev hit the red button, hearing metal clang onto metal. Free at last, she swooped into the curve. Eighteen of the racers had used that time to gain a jump on her. She was now behind. With a sharp jerk of the controls, Ev rose higher inside the canyon.
The rules were that no one could fly the race above the canyon. Ev had no intention of flying the race above; all she needed was two seconds to catch up from higher within. The craft jolted as she spotted several brightly-colored ships take a dive down deeper into the canyon. Speeding ahead, she followed, managing to cut out a racer right behind her. Taking the turn quickly, she passed by two more. There were now sixteen racers ahead of her. Ev had managed to go at least to middle ground.
“The rookie is recovering quickly. Oh, but Loya isn’t having any of that! He’s now attempting to push her into the canyon wall!”
The crowd gasped.
Inside the ship, Ev was struggling to keep the vessel from being completely pulverized against the wall. Too bad the rules didn’t say anything about playing dirty. She pushed back, but unlike her ship, which was clearly built for taking small courses, Loya’s space-craft was a muscled vessel that looked like it could smash any rock in the canyon.
As the two ships sped towards a corner, Ev reached for a silver knob and pushed, wrenching the controls to the right. The two ships trembled. The curve approached and then she dove down lower, leaving Loya’s vessel to plummet, fail, and crash against the wall. Her grin only lasted a second; flames were now flying out of his ship. She could hear the frantic spectators cheering as the announcer narrated his drop, down, down, down into the canyon.
Ev looked to see Loya rise out of the canyon, jet pack strapped to his back. He’d been eliminated.
“And there goes Loya. Tough break, but he’s a fighter. I’m sure we’ll see him again next season!”
She grew more nervous now. Loya Amino was a worthy competitor and he’d gone within the first ten minutes of the race. How long could she last?
Ev screeched to a halt.
The canyon had widened, right before a break in the rock. The other competitors were jam-packed, waiting for a giant herd of alien creatures to move past.
A gigantic yellow eye stared at Ev as they swiggled past. She didn’t realize she was holding her breath until they were gone and the ships had all begun racing forward again. She swerved around, right beside Kinta.
“Miss me?” She smiled into her speaker.
“Hello, Sunshine,” a voice said in her other ear.
She looked upwards as a dark shadow fell across her cockpit. Geery Tomei’s starship. She bolted, sending the ship into an anxious spiral in an attempt to get away.
The three ships began to judder, crammed in tight in the canyon space. It would appear their wings had hooked together.
Ev struggled to get away, but the craft was locked tight with Geery’s. To her left she could see Kinta attempting to do the same. She felt a jerk as her ship rocked from side to side.
Then Ev spotted it.
Ahead of them was a massive column of rock, placed dead center in the canyon. If they were still locked together, Ev would crash.
She swallowed and began to try and move more anxiously. Geery’s ship was having as little success as she. Then, with a large jerk, Kinta broke free. Ev’s mouth dropped open as she saw where he was headed. She and Geery now broke apart, but it was too late.
With a resounding boom, Kinta Mui burst into flames.
I don’t want to give too much away, so I’ll just tell you that this is from the finale of the story. Leave your thoughts down below and check back for when I post the full story!