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Part 6.The streets of Japan Were completely Empty. Steams Of What looked like to be bone structures Ran through the city's. The Bone Structures reach and Twist to the top of the Volcano Hokkaido, where lava spews and Flows out around the Bone. From the top of the Volcano lumps of molten rock fire out and Explode as they hit the ground with A furious Force. Creating Craters Of heated mess. The Steady Stream of Smoke Envelops from the mouth of the Volcano.
" We Won't be able to get any closer to the volcano We're going to have to land Away from it and work out way up" Crimson Rose says over the comms System. As me and black smoke feel the jet Turn and Twist in the air, I turn to him. " So Smokey... what can you actually do?... apart from you know...Turning invisible and ..." I get cut off by the jet landing heavily into the Ground, Without my seatbelt on I flew up into the air and hit the top of the jet, and crashed down onto the metal floor. Rolling onto my back I groan.
Chapter Five.Looking of the Battle Torn Paris. Where the deep Black Clouds Block Out the suns rays. We Have to turn on the Jet's Flood lights to even see the ground beneath us. I stand on top of the jet still, Gazing over the side. Building lay in ashes as the fire's Spread across the Land adding to the Clouds Of darkness. The Entire country is Peppered with demon's I focus down onto a street where I see two Wolf like Demons eating someone. There Jaw's split into 6 pieces, as they tear and Rip apart a carcass. The stench of Blood and Rotten Flesh Reaches my nose even up here. As we Come Close to the Eiffel tower, I see some Kind of Flesh like Structure Moulding itself around the Eiffel Tower. Twisting and Turning it's way around and through the metal Structure. Below the jet I see Demons carrying What seems to be Alive and Conscious humans into a hole that is at the base of the Eiffel tower.
Walking back up towards the hatch of the jet, I bang on the hatch, once it'
Chapter Four.As were being Directed through the Hallways of the MMRC, I couldn't help but stare in amazement at some Of the Things they had Stored. Passing a Giant Rectangular window, I see a Single Rose Encased in a square glass box with a tube running out from it. Inside the tube, was a plethora Of Colours Glowing and pulsing. Another Room had a single Tree Which Spiralled Round into the roof. All around me I could feel energy, So powerful. So Strong I was almost intoxicated by it. If one person had all that power. They could Do anything. My train of thought was Disturbed by the Suit " Threw here is Where we keep the Jet." On the sound of jet I barged my way past everyone and burst through the doors.
On the other side of the Door's was a Huge Jet, it's wings Folded up back on it's self. The metal it's made out of shines in the sunlight coming from the hole in the roof, On the side of the wings, there are some Kind of propulsion mechanism. At the Back I see 5 giant rockets slightly glowing from a
Chapter Three.Falling... Down... Deeper and deeper...Those eyes...They Taunt Me.. even In death. As I fall Down into the Darkness, I spin I twist and turn. The Ground Rushes up to meet me I land with a hard thud on my stomach. Pushing my hands on the Wet Gravelled Floor, I lift my head up, and bring my knees up, Crouching for a second, I squat and look around. Around me Fire's Blaze high Above the Clouds, Which are thick With Black smoke, Blocking out the sunlight. Thunder Pierces the Sky, and Crashes down, Creating more fire. The Sound of the rain Rhythmically Hitting the Pavement Rings in my ears. Looking over in front of me I see someone Lying down. I stare and watch them for a second. No Movement. I've learnt that if there isn't any Movement. Then they're Probably...I close my eyes and shake my head. I sit and Listen to The sounds of the Rain And Thunder as they mix together Creating a Orchestra of Despair, and Darkness. I clasp my hands together to Pray for those Who Have departed.
Chapter Two.The Sound of thunder wakes me up from my sleep, My head is sore and My body is aching. Looking around I take in my surroundings. I'm in what seems to be a Old hospital, the stale smell of Antibacterial wipes Hangs in the air, like a unwanted smell. Next to me a heart Monitor steadily Beeping. I get lost in the Rhythmical Beating of my own heart. Each time the beep getting louder and louder, It gets Unbearable I close my eyes and clamp my hands over my ears. All of a sudden There is a touch on my leg, the shock of it makes my eyes snap open. Looking straight forward I see a Hand on my leg, reacting Instinctively I sit up and dive forward of the bed, as I do a hand grabs my foot, and I get yanked backwards into bed, pushing my self up , I swing my left fist around trying to back hand who ever has a hold of me, as I do my hand is caught , then pressure is put against my arm, pushing against the joint, As this happens I flip round onto my back, where one of my hands are thrown to the top o
on old sanzu - absolutely true fictionlast fall i stole my friend down by the tama river. we sang. we danced. we skipped dead fish like rocks and watched them get swallowed by the undertow. we got sick off of bad chinese food and went skinny-dipping and then a week later she drowned herself.
her uncle was a yakuza, i think, but he really just wanted to be al pacino or something. anyway, she loved him a lot. maybe that’s why she went down the way she went down; cement shoes. not real cement, but it was the same idea. she had two cloth bags with yellow-painted cinderblocks inside, and they were tied to her ankles like the prisoners’ chains from o brother where art thou.
in my mind’s eye i can see her, limping dreadfully close to the edge of the current, her left hand gripping at her breasts through a loose t-shirt. kneeling by the wastelands, elbows in the gravel, crawling forward out into the water. angry like a dermis under wool, all teeth and salt and sand. sleepy, submissive, sublimated.
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