DUMOBA STORIES-YOUNG ADULTS,LITERACY STORY,SCI-FI STORIES,

Linda sat in the audience, unable to believe her eyes. Tears streamed down her face, unstoppable. Emma, however, smiled as she whispered to herself, “I knew it would take more than a hundred falcons to kill my boy.” Richard, having climbed from the backstag e, was now stepping forward to receive his award. After the ceremony, the crowd had dispersed, and the military personnel were gone. Richard waved them goodbye before turning to thank Detective. “Thank you for helping me,” Richard said, shaking the detective’s hand. “I owe you my life.” “It’s nothing, Rich,” the detective replied with a smile. “You saved this city. The whole country owes you. And because of you, I’ve been promoted to prosecutor.” Richard blinked in surprise. “Wow, congrats!” he said. “That’s incredible.” The detective laughed. “I’ll say it again. You’re the one who saved us all.” As the detective made his way to the car, Richard turned and saw his family waiting for him. Cynthia, his sister, Nina, Linda, and Emma we...

  Gideon in the van heading out after the explosion, was approached by Tim, one of his generals. "Boss, the headquarters is blown up. We need somewhere to lie low," Tim said, concern evident in his voice. Gideon, still in a state of shock, sat down in the van with some of his men waiting for him to address the current situation. "I can't believe that son of a bitch blew himself up in that place," Gideon said, his voice filled with disbelief. "For all we know, he said he'd be coming for you, so maybe he had a plan to survive," Tim suggested. Gideon shook his head. "We head to the company and lay low, get ready for war. If he somehow managed to survive the fire, it only means one thing: he's definitely coming for us. So, we use the company facilities as hostages and defense." The internet was buzzing with news about the twenty-year-old Richard, who had forced Gideon Hopper, one of the country's most powerful men, on the run. Reports...

As Richard found himself with the sharp edge of a large sword pressing against his neck, beads of sweat began to form on his forehead. Despite the intense pressure and fear coursing through him, he struggled to maintain his composure. Gideon's voice cut through the tense atmosphere, his patience wearing thin. "I believe I've made myself quite clear," he stated firmly, his tone dripping with menace. "Linda, either sign those papers now or witness the end of your beloved boyfriend." Linda's heart raced as she faced an impossible choice, her mind racing with the weight of the decision before her. Emmanuel, already in a panic, looked at Linda urgently. "Linda, please sign it! What on earth are you waiting for?" he said, growing impatient. Linda turned to Gideon, questioning, "If I sign this, do you promise not to bother us again? I mean, what are the odds of that? If I do sign it, will we leave here alive?" "I can assure you, my...

  Following their triumphant victory and successful rescue, they sped away from the scene with Emmanuel at the wheel and Richard seated beside him, lost in his own contemplations. Linda and Nina occupied the backseat, enveloped in a heavy silence, with only the hum of the accelerating engine breaking the stillness. Breaking the uncomfortable silence, Emmanuel spoke up, addressing Linda with concern. "Hey, Linda, how are you feeling? Are you injured? If you need anything, even a hospital visit, just let us know," he offered, glancing around at the occupants of the car. Linda hesitated for a moment before responding, "I'm actually okay. Thank you for asking." She paused, then directed her attention to Emmanuel. "And your name is...?" "Emmanuel," he replied with a friendly smile. "And beside me is my girlfriend, Nina." "Nice to meet you, Emmanuel," Linda acknowledged "And of course, you know Richard," Emmanuel said ...

The following morning, after a restless yet surprisingly comfortable night's sleep, Linda made her way to the kitchen in search of some refreshing water. As she entered, she found Richard diligently drying the freshly washed dishes. Their eyes met, and an unspoken tension filled the air. Surveying the kitchen, Linda noticed that the tumbler she needed was placed too high for her to reach. With a frustrated groan, she stretched as far as she could, attempting to grasp it. Unbeknownst to her, Richard had silently moved closer behind her. In a swift motion, he reached out and effortlessly retrieved the tumbler before handing it to her. Later in the morning, Nina and Emma busied themselves preparing breakfast together in the kitchen. As they worked side by side, Emma paused and approached Nina with a suggestion. "Hey, I was thinking, maybe we could go on a picnic together later. Just enjoy some time alone," Emma proposed, a hopeful expression on his face. Nina smiled warmly a...

As the arrow struck one of the Falcon men, he crumpled to the ground in agony, sending a shockwave of fear through the remaining Falcons. They looked up to see Richard, poised above them with another arrow notched to his bow. "I said, get away from her!" Richard's voice boomed, his eyes flashing with determination as he drew two more arrows simultaneously and let them fly. The arrows found their marks, felling two more men who collapsed to the ground in pain. In the midst of the chaos, some of the Falcons fled in terror while others opened fire at Richard. With lightning reflexes, he dodged the incoming bullets, swiftly evading their attacks as he made a strategic retreat from the scene. "Nina, I'm going to draw the Falcon away from Linda. You guys go get her," Richard said urgently through their earpiece. "What? Are you insane? They'll kill you! Let's fight them together," Emmanuel protested, his voice filled with concern. "I apprecia...

Richard lay in bed, his eyes snapping open at the insistent buzzing of his phone. With a sigh, he reached out with his left hand, fumbling for the device on the bedside table. As he unlocked the screen, his heart raced with anticipation. Scanning the message, Richard's gaze darted up from the screen to the still form of Nina and Emmanuel, nestled together in peaceful slumber. He hesitated for a moment, torn between the urgency of the situation and the desire not to disturb their rest. "Hey guys," Richard murmured, his voice low but urgent. "I just got the address for Linda and Franklin. We need to head there now." Nina stirred slightly, her brow furrowing in confusion. "Richard, it's barely dawn. Can't this wait until daylight?" she mumbled, her voice muffled by the warmth of Emmanuel's embrace. Emmanuel nodded in agreement, his grip tightening around Nina. "Yeah, let's not rush into anything. We'll be more effective once the s...

  Linda was gripped with grave panic upon learning that Franklin wasn't who he appeared to be. Standing at the river banks of the villa, she was lost in deep contemplation. After spending a considerable amount of time by the water, she gathered herself and made her way back to the house, pretending ignorance to ensure her own safety.  Despite her inner turmoil, she couldn't muster the courage to reach out to Richard, whom she had previously pushed away. Feelings of sadness and fear overwhelmed her, yet she knew she had to conceal these emotions. Upon arriving at the house, Linda found Franklin already cooking. As he noticed her return, he approached her and enveloped her in a hug. "Hey, you had me worried. I'm sorry for acting like a jerk. I promise I won't smoke again," he reassured her. Linda nodded in acknowledgment and quietly made her way to the room. As Linda made her way to the room, Franklin noticed her somber mood and inquired, "Hey, is there any...

As the Falcon Fraternity members burst out of their van, rushing towards the cars carrying weapons, Richard received a urgent message from Nina through the pod. "Richard, you have to get out of there," Nina urged. "I'm not leaving without her," Richard asserted as he approached Linda. "Hey, Linda, I know things have been strained between us, but I want to apologize sincerely. I know words may not be enough, but once you marry Franklin, things will change irreversibly. Let's leave here together." "I'm not going anywhere with you," Linda declared firmly. As the Falcon Fraternity approached the building, their leader, General Paul, wearing his mask, intercepted the makeup artist who had been with Linda before Richard's arrival. "He's inside. He's trying to take her with him. I think he's telling her about the plan," the makeup artist reported urgently. Immediately, they armed themselves and raced towards the bui...

Richard and Emmanuel engaged in hand-to-hand combat training, their arms wrapped with bandages. The training session was both challenging and intense, with punches landing and dodges executed skillfully. Emmanuel's progress was evident as he made it difficult for Richard to gain an advantage. Richard's agility became apparent when Emma attempted to shove him, only to have Richard swiftly dodge and execute a leg tackle, causing Emma to land on the ground with a pained "Ouch." "I almost thought I had you there," Emma remarked. "Well, you didn't," Richard replied, extending a hand to help Emma up. "I have to give it to you; you're a fast learner," Richard acknowledged. "It took me almost three months to reach an average level in combat, but you've managed it in just weeks. If you keep this up, you might even surpass me." "Don't flatter me enough, let's go again," Emma retorted, squeezing his hands in r...