"You know," said Jerry as Piotr landed with his bag, "We can't get drunk anymore."

Piotr Visnuska grinned his big, russian grin and replied in his barely accented english, "We are a thousand miles from any camera, comrade. I think even your harsh-minded leader would not be upset if we enjoyed ourselves here."

Jerome Garland chuckled at the joke. The last time the pair had shared a bottle of Vodka, it had been on the roof of the Musee de l'Armee, and someone managed a very...


"Why do you run?"

Warren blinked at the simple question. "Why? I run ... to save people. To stop bad things from happening."

"No," said Xiao Lin, known to his friends, and the world, as Runechild. "That is why you put on your uniform and call yourself the White Blur. If not these clothes and not this name, you would choose others."

Warren found it hard to argue with that. He found it hard to argue with Xiao at all.

"Now, think hard. Why do you run?"

Warren'...


Tingling. Like primal fire. Every inch of her was sparking like a lit fuse. She heard voices muffled by her distance to consciousness, and smelled the scent of hopeful absence she knew was the scent of a hospital. She could tell through still-closed eyelids that the room was dark.

The voices became clearer. It was her father ...

"What are you telling me, doctor? Is she cured or not?"

... talking to Doctor Ogdonovich.

"She is cured, Mr. Cartheson. What I am telling...


Like The World's Greatest Swordsman, this is a story within a story. The storyteller is the same Bard of Subterra as in Swordsman, and telling this story to the same group of children in the same tavern. How the Bard knows this story will, again, be left for later. For now, a quick story about the origin of this series, and then we'll get to the real story.

Two years ago now, Alarin challenged me to write something new every...


Manning First Line's office in the Orbital Defense System was always such a drag. The international crew was always bickering, and most of them didn't trust the superheroic presence in their midst overly much, even though the ODS existed only thanks to Protanya, Ten Kelvin, Cydriver, and others. The teleporter wouldn't even turn on without approval from the UN headquarters elsewhere on the same ship.

Even with all the animosity, disasters were few and far between, and even those were...


She was lovely.

Every so often, Mindracer could see the way she imagined Tempo could
see when he slipped into a faster timestream - with the world moving
in slow motion around her as she pushed the limits of her super-fast
body. She was grateful for those moments, and more than a little
jealous of him - and of White Blur, whose mind apparently sped up to
match the speed he was at.

Mindracer's power was different. Her body and mind had been...