thatotherblaze
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Posted - 2010.03.11 18:20:00 -
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Edited by: thatotherblaze on 11/03/2010 18:20:15
-The Coldest Road-
"We need to leave, now for gods sake!" my brother, he was loud, and older.
"The navy hasn't let us down before...I believe in their strength. Son, you didn't see their numbers, the fleets simply guarding our planet...I did, last trip up." My father, reasonable to a fault, the complete opposite of my mother.
I ran away, the sun setting green-gold behind me, finally free of the house. Nearing twilight, I could see the streaks of light and tiny glowing spheres popping in and out of life beside the stars, as if there was some sort of heavenly party, and some lights were dancing and others chatting.
And then I was knocked flat, wind blasting past me, bending the grass and trees in the direction I'd fallen.
By the time I got up, the wind had started flowing in the other direction towards a massive plume of orange-blue smoke.
As I watched, the smoke slowly dissipated. Naturally, I was curious.
I was the first to arrive at the crater, at least an hour before anyone else. In the center of the crater was wreckage, and dangling from one long spar of metal was half an egg shape.
The ground below the shape was glowing orange, with wisps of steam rising, looking like flames, and twisted inside the egg was a man, or at least half a man.
He was tangled in the wires extending from the inside of the egg, and was burned badly. Half his face was extremely handsome, even beautiful...but the other half was bone, and seemed to give him a half grin.
"Boy..." I realized with horror that not only was he alive, but he was staring at me, talking to ME.
I'd seen this movie before, when the wandering matari hero passes the crossroads, and one of the crucified corpses of his brothers is possessed by the devil, followed by a long, boring chat about slavery and morality, my parents loved it...but I preffered the fight scene later with ammarrian lancers.
I knew what to do. "Yes?" I asked politely, stepping forward bravely, the ground squishing beneath my shoes. It wasn't hot like I thought it was.
"Boy...I need your help...my pod..it malfunctioned, and I cant escape."
He attempted to gesture with the hand and arm twisted in the cables, but that just stretched him further. I expected a scream, but none emerged.
Being raised to be polite, I asked him what I could do, all the while, eyeing the rubble for a shard of metal resembling a power sword. The devil is a tricky guy, after all.
The dangling man's eyes seemed to roll for a second, and a few sparks flashed from the cables that I now saw were plugged into his back and skull. Then those eyes settled on one particular point, on the inside of the half-egg. He pointed with his free hand. "There, please...strike the pod there with some metal...a rock..." I studied the spot, not really understanding. But I knew how to strike things, especially with other things.
"will this help you?" I asked, to which he smiled, almost matching the skull half of his face. "Yes, that will save me...only you can do it."
swinging my power sword wide, the "pod" rang like a bell, a massive crack splitting up and down from where I struck it.
Suddenly white flames shot out of the mans eyes, ears, nose and mouth, but silently. And then my fantasy broke down, and I ran home screaming. Sobbing against my fathers shirt, I told him the story.
I'm older now, in a waiting room, old enough to take the preliminary scans to become a capsuleer. Apparently, thanks to that man in the egg, there's a ship waiting for me.
I will understand why he did that to me. I will understand.
by Blaze6666
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