Echo: A Dystopian Science Fiction Novel

In my first year of high school, I learned to become a “Daywalker.”  You may recognize the term from Blade—it describes a half-vampire, half-human that has all of the strengths of a vampire, but none of the weaknesses.

I call myself that because I’m a nerd and a jock—I enjoy lifting and all forms of grappling, but I also read comic books and recite the lines along with the characters when I watch OG Star Wars.  I’ve managed to conceal my geekishness behind a bulging pair of guns and a sleek set of abs (need to get a laugh?  Tell people you’re injured and resting at home.  When they ask what’s wrong, lift up your shirt and tell them I need to heal these CUTS, muhfuh!). 

Thankfully, the jocks don’t suspect I binge-watch anime or listen to girly pop.  This allows me to wander in and out of disparate worlds—between night and day, if you will.

I smile to myself as I load up a squat barbell with a handful of wheels, trying to imagine what their reaction would be if they knew I was listening to “Eternal Flame” by the Bangles.  They’d probably question my heterosexuality and penis size, then stick my head in a toilet and give me a swirly.  Not very innovative, I know, but that’s jocks for you.

As I knock out reps, I earn approving looks from my fellow meatheads.  The script is predictable:  look at beast-mode Kent, getting after it again.  He’s one of us.  One of the strong.  One of the deserving.

But then my iPhone fritzes and blinks.  Suddenly, it switches from headphone to speakers.


Fuck.  FUCK!  I fumble with my phone, tapping the screen and pausing the song.  Too late—they’ve formed a circle around me, rage-filled eyes burning in their skulls.

“HE’S NOT ONE OF US!” one of them screams.  “GET HIM!”

They rush toward me, filling the gym with brutish howls.  I catch the first with a hip-throw, then another with an ankle-pick.

There’s too damn many of ’em.  I’ve got two or three seconds before they swirly the fuck out of my goddamned face.

So I open my eReader to Echo, activating its reality distortion powers.  Magic flash.

The walls burst inward, saturating the air with crumbly powder.  Hot-ass Soccer Moms hit the floor in anime-style crouches—one knee down, the other knee up.  They rise to their feet in perfect unison.

The one in front of me declares:  “Kent Wayne and his delicious dick are under our protection.”

The jock holding my right arm squints in puzzlement.  “Mom?”

She levels her gaze at him.  “Fuck off back to the house.  You don’t want to see what happens next.”  She nods at the other moms.  “Proceed.”

The moms march forward, shoving the jocks out of the way and piling atop me.  Dozens of hands grope my wiener.  Tongues dart in and out of my ears and run up and down my neck.

“Mom?  MOM?  NO!  PLEAAAAASEEE!!!!”  (sounds like Luke when he found out Vader rawdogged his mom.)  Jocks start bawling as my penis springs from its confines.  It’s immediately barraged by lips and fingers. 

I pillow my hands behind my head, smiling like the cat that got the cream.


Music to my ears!  HEH heh heh!

Kent Wayne wins again!  Ha HA!



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10 thoughts on “Echo: A Dystopian Science Fiction Novel

  1. This made me laugh out loud, thank you! Also a closet nerd with a fitness fetish and exceptionally uncharacteristic tastes in music when I work out. Nothing people glance at you sideways while the whitest girl in the gym flawlessly raps along with Busta, or better yet…in Spanish with Daddy Yankee and Don Omar.

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