Hit and Miss, Chapter 3.Yuki walked into what appeared to be Gravielle’s bedroom. It kept with the décor of the rest of the place. Piles of junk and books all around. His bed in a very extravagant bed frame, it was also very old in some disrepair. Mute was starting to get the impression that Gravielle was not a man who cared much for the state of things. Mute walked over and sat in the bed, it was unbelievably soft. Mute then lay in the bed and sighed. It all felt like a dream to him. Here he was in some strangers house in the afterlife, or one of them. He was dead. Yuki was here and she was dead too, which meant that everyone he had seen was dead. The only people that he knew weren’t dead was the girl Decoy.
He sat up and looked at Yuki who was holding what appeared to be a messenger bag. It was a simple black one the only thing of note was the strange insignia on the front. Mute got up. “Is that what we came here for?” Mute asked.
Yuki smiled and shouldered the bag. “Yep
Hit and Miss, Chapter 2.Mute now found himself staring off into a mass network of tall buildings and chimneys. What lay before him was the seemingly endless expanse that was Eve. He walked forward towards the edge of the building and looked down into the street. Even though it was all foreign to him it all seemed oddly familiar. Down below in the street large crowds of people walked. Merchant stands tried to hawk their wares to any of the passing people. They were all so interesting, the people. So many weird styles and clothes. Most were armed, and armored. Mute smirked nervously a bit. He looked out over the horizon of endless rooftops.
"I guess this is it," He said to himself.
A young girl leaning out a window on the building next to him, having a smoke, said to Mute. "Good luck."
Mute looked over at her, surprised by her presence. He smiled, "Thanks," And with that Mute jumped off the rooftop and into the streets below him.
Scizzy and Gun were having a discussion more of an argument. Scizzy was assigned t
Universe Kill, Finisher 1.Universe Kill.
Finisher 1, Ultimate Missile Climax!
Harzer’s ship burst through the void at a million miles a second. The distance between his and Ozan’s ship was shrinking at a rate that couldn’t even be comprehended by normal people. Harzer was shouting, he had been shouting since the chase had begun. He smashed the thruster controls forward so hard he thought he might break them right off their rails. The ship increased velocity even more. The fusion trails from the jets burst into a glorious turquoise and faded into a bright pink and stretched across the stars.
Ozan looked over his shoulder at the dark green tinted screen that showed what was behind him. He saw Harzer’s Crosser was shooting right for him so fast it might tear reality in two. He twisted his foot on the rear thruster pedals and jammed the front thruster controls to the end of their rails in a panic. He reached above him and flicked on the flare prep switch to get the flares ready to fire at th
Endless Ocean. Chapter 4, Fear.Chapter 4, Fear.
Out there, in that endless expanse of eternity, there exist three which never end. The Immortals.
One drifts through the vacuum endlessly. Frozen to the bones and unable to do anything. He drifts hoping someone will find him but knowing no one will. He has been floating for the same amount of time as it takes to transverse the whole of all the explored galaxies themselves. In this time he has seen two ships. One, near the beginning. It was a small ship and it was drifting slowly towards some unknown destination. The other only a few hundred million years ago. It was a large ship, off to a war he assumed. It was blazing fast.
The second lies somewhere hidden. He is the bitter one. Filled with anger and vengeful thoughts. He was put away for fear of what he might do if let to his own. This one can do things the other two cannot. Meld metal. He has been asleep in his hidden place for so long that when he wakes an eternity of fury shall spill out across the expanse.
Skipper, Chapter 5.Chapter 5, Yesterday was Better.
Harry's been dead for seven days. I haven't talked to Tallin or Lance since. I have no idea if anyone has. I think they've been running around trying to cover our tracks. Suzy invited me out today, to the pool.
The pool on the westside of town, which was simply called the Westside Pool, was an underground pool. It was also the oldest pool in the state. I waded on my back staring up at the roof. A large sky light above showed the overcast day. Suzy sat at the side of the pool simply watching me float. Suzy hadn't talked in the last week. She just texted. She was the worst of all of us.
"Suzy?" I said. I didn't look at her.
I could hear her get into the water and swim over to me. The pool was completely empty today. Guess not many people wanted to go swimming. She stood with the water to her collar bone looking at me. I let me feet touch the ground and I looked at her. She just stared blankly at me, her face completely empty. I grabbed her and held her, r
Skipper, Chapter 4.Chapter 4, Nightmare.
"So, we're totally dating now, just so you know,"
Me and Suzy were walking home. It was around 10 and the sky was dark and full of stars. We were walking through Marshall Park again. There was a nice breeze out tonight and the air was cool but not cold.
"Uh what!?" Suzy said in surprise.
"Yeah, me and you. We're a couple now," I smiled at her, "You're okay with that right?"
"Uh, Yeah, I'm more than okay with that. But, just like that? We're a couple?" She said flustered.
"Yeah, just like that." I grabbed her hand. "So we're gonna hold hands, and maybe even later we'll make out, how's that sound?"
The next morning I awoke to something very surprising. Lance Sinclaire, another member of our graduating class. Except he was wearing some kind of stupid scuba suit and a stupid mask, but I could still tell it was him. He had one of those faces. I shot up in my bed and backed against the wall.
"Lance!? What the fuck!?" I exclaimed.
"How'd you know it was me!?" He asked in