Whip
May 3rd, 2009, 08:09 PM
The night looks beautiful. The light from the beautiful city of Vince blocks out the light of the hovering stars and galaxies, with the exception of the bright moon. The capital erects in the middle of the wondorous city as its middle, its center of attention.
The silence of the city gives it an eerie feeling to all who would star at it from outside its large, scaling walls. But...as everyone sleeps quietly and dream away from reality, somebody is on the move. In fact, two small groups are on the move...
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The room is dark, but the light from the city and the moon lights up the room to the point where anyon can see, but still have trouble seeng the details. A bookcase stands in between two of the only windows in the room, the curtains have been thrown aside, allowing the light to enter. A large bed sits in the back of the room with a sleeping old rat, but he does not breathe life, more of death. A large gash opens up between the rats eyes, bleeding freely and staining the bed with his corrupted blood.
Standing by the bed, next to the open window, is a young wolf covered in a black cloak not shined upon. A blood stain drips down his cheek as he stares blankly at the dead rat. "Only the strong may live in this corrupted planet we call Earth....not the whimpering weak...", the wolf's soft voice breaks the silence,"...isn't that what you once said, Mr. Jyon Mantel? Heh...well, this weak creature just killed the strongest of them all." He turned and looked out the window, examining the sleeping city from the govenor's room, which was in the capital. The wolf sighed quietly and pulled out a gray remote with a single button on it. He suddenly jumped out of the room and landed in the bushes at the bottom of the 2-story building and bolted towards the spiked fence. He struggled to climb it but was still successful in doing so, hopping down on the rocky roads of the city and ran as fast of he could, but at the same time as quiet as he could.
Not long before he killed the Govenor, he accidently tripped a wire sneaking in, alarming a small group of guards that would check on the Govenor. The wolf stopped when he thought he was far enough and hidden enough, glaring back a the capital,'...five C4s in the basement...4 in the guest rooms....and one in the Govenor's bedroom...', he thought to himself and pressed the button on the remote.
The whole left side of the capital was in ruins. The large explosions took out most of the left side along with the guards and guests. Whatever was left was in fire. The blaze made only one smile. The wolf ...no ...Zack W. Nightfield ...was now a criminal.
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Okay! To me that was epic....um.
I only need a few people in the police force and one or two as a friend of Zack. The story will progress further on, along with his reasons. Enjoy. And now I sleep....
The silence of the city gives it an eerie feeling to all who would star at it from outside its large, scaling walls. But...as everyone sleeps quietly and dream away from reality, somebody is on the move. In fact, two small groups are on the move...
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The room is dark, but the light from the city and the moon lights up the room to the point where anyon can see, but still have trouble seeng the details. A bookcase stands in between two of the only windows in the room, the curtains have been thrown aside, allowing the light to enter. A large bed sits in the back of the room with a sleeping old rat, but he does not breathe life, more of death. A large gash opens up between the rats eyes, bleeding freely and staining the bed with his corrupted blood.
Standing by the bed, next to the open window, is a young wolf covered in a black cloak not shined upon. A blood stain drips down his cheek as he stares blankly at the dead rat. "Only the strong may live in this corrupted planet we call Earth....not the whimpering weak...", the wolf's soft voice breaks the silence,"...isn't that what you once said, Mr. Jyon Mantel? Heh...well, this weak creature just killed the strongest of them all." He turned and looked out the window, examining the sleeping city from the govenor's room, which was in the capital. The wolf sighed quietly and pulled out a gray remote with a single button on it. He suddenly jumped out of the room and landed in the bushes at the bottom of the 2-story building and bolted towards the spiked fence. He struggled to climb it but was still successful in doing so, hopping down on the rocky roads of the city and ran as fast of he could, but at the same time as quiet as he could.
Not long before he killed the Govenor, he accidently tripped a wire sneaking in, alarming a small group of guards that would check on the Govenor. The wolf stopped when he thought he was far enough and hidden enough, glaring back a the capital,'...five C4s in the basement...4 in the guest rooms....and one in the Govenor's bedroom...', he thought to himself and pressed the button on the remote.
The whole left side of the capital was in ruins. The large explosions took out most of the left side along with the guards and guests. Whatever was left was in fire. The blaze made only one smile. The wolf ...no ...Zack W. Nightfield ...was now a criminal.
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Okay! To me that was epic....um.
I only need a few people in the police force and one or two as a friend of Zack. The story will progress further on, along with his reasons. Enjoy. And now I sleep....