Prisoner's Fight: An Agents of The Emperor Science Fiction Short Story: Agents of The Emperor Science Fiction Stories, #11

By Connor Whiteley

An Innocent Prisoner. An attack. A Prison Break.

In the far future, prison ships are a cruel reality.

Ito serves for a crime he did not commit. Someone attacks his ship. Ito breaks free. 

Can he escape the prison ship? Or will the attackers reveal themselves?

If you love enthralling, compelling science fiction short stories, you'll love this!

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• Language: English
• Publisher: CGD Publishing
• Release date: Oct 31, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201129996

Connor Whiteley

Hello, I'm Connor Whiteley, I am an 18-year-old who loves to write creatively, and I wrote my Brownsea trilogy when I was 14 years old after I went to Brownsea Island on a scout camp. At the camp, I started to think about how all the broken tiles and pottery got there and somehow a trilogy got created.Moreover, I love writing fantasy and sci-fi novels because you’re only limited by your imagination.In addition, I'm was an Explorer Scout and I love camping, sailing and other outdoor activities as well as cooking.Furthermore, I do quite a bit of charity work as well. For example: in early 2018 I was a part of a youth panel which was involved in creating a report with research to try and get government funding for organised youth groups and through this panel. I was invited to Prince Charles’ 70th birthday party and how some of us got in the royal photograph.Finally, I am going to university and I hope to get my doctorate in clinical psychology in a few years.

Book preview

PRISONER’S FIGHT

Ito thought he had left this all behind him. All the killing, dying, defending. He wanted to leave it all far behind him but that was never going to happen.

As Ito sneaked down the long pentagonal black corridor shrouded in darkness, he tripped over a broken shard of metal. The coldness of the metal shot into Ito's foot.

He swore under his breath as he touched one of the walls of the immense corridor. The icy cold seeped into his flesh. Making him shiver. He hated this. He hated all of it.

Ito stared into the pitch black darkness of the corridor hoping to see something useful. He only saw darkness. A part of Ito wanted to scream in rage at the so-called great Human Empire for doing this to him. But that would