It’s time for this week’s Song Title Challenge.
Write a short piece of fiction, around 300 words, using the song title as your story title but don’t listen to the song. You can pick your own genre or use the one suggested to me. Remember to link back to this post so I can find yours.
This week’s song is Big Balls by AC/DC and the genre is Fantasy/Sci-Fi. Thanks to bumblepuppies for the suggestion.
I took a deep breath as the shuttle stopped shaking and the restraints loosened. I hated re-entry. With all the advances that had been made in space travel, passing through a planet’s atmosphere remained perilous at best. It didn’t help that I had no idea on what planet I was, but up to now the details of my mission had been kept secret even from me.
“Dr. Stevens, please come to the cockpit,” came the pilot’s voice over the intercom.
I made my way to the front of the empty shuttle. The cockpit door opened as I approached.
“Have a seat,” said the pilot, gesturing to the empty co-pilot’s chair. “Thought you’d like to see where you’re going.”
She pressed a contact and the windscreen shields retracted. A giant red sun was setting in the distance behind purple-hued mountains. At the foot of the mountains I could just make out what looked like five big balls on pillars rising from a lake.
“What is this place?”
“Official designation is XTP-1431, but you’ll know it as Heraclon.”
Heraclon. That would make the sun Betelgeuse. I wasn’t aware of any settlements out here, unless…no, it couldn’t be.
“I’m Lara, by the way. I’ll be your tour guide, bodyguard and babysitter for the duration of your stay here.”
“And where exactly is here? More importantly, why am I here?”
“Can’t answer the second question, I’m afraid. I just have orders to deliver you to the base commander. He’ll brief us both then. As for the first…” She gestured outside, “…welcome to Base 15, or as we like to call it, Lollypop Land.”
I had heard of Base 15; everyone had. Everyone also knew it was a myth. What had I gotten into this time, I thought, as the shuttle dipped under the nearest sphere and its bulk blotted out the sky.
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