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The Burning Dawn, Chapter 3This story may contain adult content. |
| Written by jake | |
| Wednesday, 13 August 2008 | |
In a city situated far north, the only cold place left in the world, was a great silver dome, a vaulted building branching from it. The halls were marble, glazers marching up and down the corridors. This is the hall were all the world leaders met. The countries were China, Japan, India, The Middle East, Spain, Mexico, America, Africa, and Europe. Each division was lead by a single individual, with a cabinet below him. Aradin, The leader of America, walked down the hallway. His hair was white; his eyes were icy, calculating, blue. His skin was like chalk, and almost appeared animated. He cut a corner around a sharp bend, and walked into the bathroom. From the folds of his black coat he pulled out a small handgun, and on its nose he twisted on a silencer. He smirked to himself. He had a plan, and he hoped the others would agree, if not... >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Bullets flew over Lucious's head, the ground near him exploded, sending dirt into the air. With his machine gun hoisted over his head blindly, he fired. He heard a groan, and a loud thud. He got one. More glazers poured into the battlefield, firing wildly luscious took cover under a destroyed tank, and grabbed a grenade. He tore off its stem and threw it into the enemy lines, a group of five glazers, bundled close together. Boom! Five glazers flew up into the air, bodies ablaze, and hit the ground again, dead. Luciou8s fired his gun, sending bullets into unlucky glazers, until he only heard a clicking noise. No more bullets. He pulled out his knife, and ran into the chaos. Stabbing at any enemy he saw, he was just a loose canon. He luckily managed to kill three glazers, but his rampage was put to a halt when he heard a familiar cry of pain. He scanned the field with his eyes, until he saw what he was looking for. On the ground, covered in thick blood, was Mitch. He ran to his side and knelt. Teary eyed, he pressed down on his friends wound. Mitch gasped from pain. Luscious began to cry. "Come on buddy... don't do this, not now..." "Lucious... I-I see... an-angels..." Mitch said weakly. Light left his eyes, and his body became still. His breathe Stopped. Anger suddenly filled Lucious, and he grabbed a clip of bullets off of Mitch's belt. He yelled fiercely and charged into the battle, firing furiously, rage being his guide. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Aradin addressed the council. "Good evening, my fellows..." he was always polite. "For years we have been eliminating rebel scum from our Orderly world... but despite our best, we have been Unable to wipe them out... and their ranks keep increasing . why?" Gusta, from India, answered. "Because we are to lenient on them, they need to be reminded of our power and authority..." "Exactly, they need to see us as absolute, and in order to do see that, they must have an absolute leader..." Xi yong scoffed. "And what are you proposing, a king, an emperor?" "Indeed." "And you as leader?" he laughed. "Well, the U.S. is the most powerful country." Aradin was correct. "Who disagrees?" No one did, except Xi yong. "I will never serve under American scum!" he yelled. Aradin smiled evilly. "You wont have to..." He pulled the gun from his pocket, and fired a bullet. Xi yong's head splattered in the middle, and his body Slouched over. "It is settled then..."Copyright 2008 jake |
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