Dark Apostle: Stories

This is a Star Trek short I wrote about ten years ago, later expanded by me and edited by Steven. Though I won’t continue it, it was fun to revisit. The story follows James, washed out from Starfleet and now a drifting smuggler. In a dingy dive one day, he spots a group of fresh Academy grads. He doesn’t feel happy or sad, just, numb.

James is a Sith Inquisitor in training, during the fall of Vader he rebelled and now, has to be transported by the Mandalorian. For the Mando, it was meant to be an easy task, pick up the cargo and drop it off. But as we know, nothing is ever that easy. A one shot in the Star Wars universe, edited by NNPDAD.

James is Agent M and he's been working hard, Agent K tells him to take a day off, so he pays a visit to an old friend. An alternate universe but still Men In Black. A story I wrote over ten years ago, bit a of a short one, but fun. Here come the Men in Black They won't let you remember

A rip of the show, enjoy.

The story follows James Smith, a man who dies and finds himself in a surreal afterlife courtroom, where his life is judged as "zero sum"—neither good nor evil, just utterly average. Dissatisfied with being consigned to eternal mediocrity, he manipulates the cosmic bureaucracy into granting him a second chance in a new world, where he is reincarnated as a child with his memories intact and perks... - edited by my lovely Steven.

Something I wrote while going through a phase. A short story, enjoy!

A rip off of the TV show Outlander. My idea is, what would happen if Claire wasn't the only time traveller. What would happen if she was rescued by James instead of Jamie? Here's my take on what would happen.

The Genie had been explicit: I cannot make someone fall in love with you. But he could give James the tools to tip the odds in his favor. A flush of self-consciousness crept across her cheeks, mortification mingling with desire. But honestly, how could she have anticipated this? Getting fingered in the middle of the kitchen by a kitchen porter, of all people, wasn’t exactly on her evening agenda.

James sat in Ten Forward, listening as Crusher and Troi lamented the polywater incident and how no one had fucked either of them. He sighed, gutted that he’d missed out—his job so lowly he hadn’t even realized it was happening. Had he known, he would’ve fucked them both and married Troi. Q, eavesdropping, materialized to make James’s wish cum true. Not edited by Steven, he's busy working on the New World!

A thought I had: what if a more competent crew had gone? Better yet, what if it was just one person? Selected from millions of candidates, James is chosen for the mission of a lifetime: to cross the stars, follow humanity’s oldest clues, and come face-to-face with the beings who may have created mankind.