SYNTH Part 5

SYNTH Part 5

A Story by ClockWork GRIMM
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The eve of the End,,,

"

The free air flies past. A distant howl from the air flying past us. The glass floats weightless all around as we fall. A great and infinite-feeling drop back down to the earth....

NO!

If we hit the ground like this... We will die. I can feel the girls arms grasp onto me tighter as I can see but not hear Fuyu in my helmet. It's as if I have gone deaf momentarily and nothing else matters. Then it's like all the sound comes rushing back into my ears like a waterfall.

"WAKE UP B***H!", Fuyu yells to try to get me to grasp reality.

The Young girls' screams echo through the night. I grab my ax at the side of the motorcycle and fling it open and then grab the building with it to slow us down. We're still not slow enough. I flip my motorcycle in a barrel roll and catch the tires onto the side of the building so that I am racing down the side of it.

The windows crush but don't give way beneath my gargantuan tires. In quick thinking frustration I say,"S**t!."

"Hold on Girlie!"

I slant my whole body suddenly to the side and pull the handle bars along with my body so that my motorcycle starts driving down the building backwards. My speed goes down drastically and I grasp onto my bike as hard as I can.

SHING! I pull out my ax.

TING TING CHINK!

My ax drags the window and finally catches on one of them, pulling us inside at a blurring speed.

BANG! KABAM!

The window breaks as we fly in and when we hit the floor inside it breaks the floor boards down to the next floor.

Worried I say," Is she okay, Fuyu?"

"She probably pissed a little bit but there isn't any damage on her," She calmly replies.

Let's go. The quicker we hit the ground the quicker we can figure out what the f**k is going on. And I can kill that f**k-pig that shot at me.

MOMENTS LATER...

In the basement I sit against the wall on the floor. All is quiet once again and the lamp that is directly in the middle of the cold concrete floor shines a shadow on everything. She's too nervous... Fuyu continues her calculations and reviews as the rest of us take one last human moment...

"Tell me whatever it is that you're scared to say that I need to know", I say to her.

She says," My name is Ariel and there is something you need to know." A slight tremble is in her voice and she cannot bear to look me in the eye. Come on. Say it.

Fuyu jumps into the conversation and says," What are they planning? Come on. Spit it out woman!"

Ariel just looks down at the floor, biding her time to say what she really means to say.

A long pause ensues...

SILENCE.

The lantern in the middle of the floor gives a light like a campfire in this crumbling neo-apocalypse.

Ariel slowly and hesitantly opens her mouth and softly says," The Silos are 39 degrees and 5 minutes south. 23 Degrees underground."

1 HOUR LATER......

At the top of a concrete peak, I sit on my motorcycle overlooking the peak of a bunker. This is bad...

I hold my gun up and open the magazine to double check if it's loaded.

CLICK!

I have about five clips held on the front of my protective vest. I put the clip I just pulled out into a sling on my vest and reach to the back of my belt. I pull out and load a 100 round GBE gun clip.

A GBE gun ( Gravitational Beam Emitter) Is a gun that shoots a ball or straight line of highly compressed energy. Believe me when I tell you it can go through anything.

I flip open my Ax and ready myself... A field of wraiths...

I'm going to kill ALL OF YOU!!!

© 2011 ClockWork GRIMM


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ClockWork GRIMM
ClockWork GRIMM

alto pass, IL



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I'm a writer by the name of GRIMM and have been a screenwriter, Author, as well as Painter and etc... I use a pseudonym because I have had troubles with people whom were offended by my stories and wor.. more..

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