Written for the Friday Fictioneers. A story, about a new kind of Sky Marshal, begins after the photo.
Genre: Speculative Fiction
I was one of hundreds of special Sky Marshals, specifically made for a new task, grown in a vat with my batchmates at DARPA.
During my first mission over troubled Azerbaijan, I could sense the surface-to-air missile streaking towards our passenger jet. In my mind, I could feel the parts of the missile. I twisted the fuel line, and the missile lost power, falling away 700 yards short of 248 helpless passengers.
No one knew.
My face always contorts when using my power. A stewardess patted my shoulder sympathetically. “First time flying?”
“Don’t worry. You’re safe with us.”
I smiled. “I know.”
Sky Marshals are currently in use, but without special powers: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sky_marshal
DARPA: Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/DARPA
On July 17, 2014, Malaysian flight MH17 was shot down with 295 souls by a surface-to-air missile: http://www.cbsnews.com/news/malaysia-airlines-flight-17-crashes-in-ukraine/
Each week, the Friday Fictioneers fly out of their heads to create 100 word flash fiction from a photo prompt. Anyone can join in. Why don’t you? There’s many more stories from the photo prompt above. Find them here: http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/07/30/1-august-2014/