Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Home Invasion - [1] - Home Invasion

I was thinking about school one day, when a thought came to mind. What happens when you mix action with school? That is how I came up with the new idea for my new series, Home Invasion. It is about kids who have to fight off bad guys with whiteboard markers, superglue, scissors, and other school supplies.

So, here it is!
                                                                    CHAPTER 1
                                                                  Home Invasion
I woke to the sound of shouting.


Ms. Smith was the strictest teacher in the school. It was just my luck that I ended up in her class. So of course, instead of "Go to the corner!", Or "Miss your recess!", it was a


SMAK! SMAK! SMAK! She wouldn't let me go until my bottom was a bloody hunk of meat.

My bottom was too sore, so I squatted. My best friend, Alex, passed me a note. It read:


To my dismay, this was true. Pains raced through every vein in my body as I sat down onto the chair. I just hoped it wouldn't be too bad by the end of the day. And of course, when I got home, it would be my fault that I had stained my white school jeans red. And then not only would my butt be sore, so would my back.

"Turn to page 23 of your algebra textbook!" shouted Ms. Smith.

I sighed angrily and flipped my textbook to page 23. And that's when the door was kicked down. 

A man with a purple mask and a  black suit burst into the room. He said in a harsh, sharp voice
"We are taking over this school. Hand over your valuables and you will be treated leniently."

Ms. Smith got to her feet.  "And what if we refuse?" she said in a voice that bubbled with fury.

All of a sudden, he had a gun in his hand, pointed straight at Ms Smith's face. She went pale and passed out. Even though he had a mask on, I could see him smile. Slowly, the students handed over their watches and bracelets and playing cards and earrings. The man gathered all the valuables and left the room. 

At first, everyone was too terrified to talk. Then, at last, Alex spoke up. "What are we going to do?"
And the classroom buzzed into conversation. I walked over to Alex. I saw my reflection in his spectacles. I looked pale and terrified. Alex looked like one of his elderly relatives had just had a heart attack. He buried his face in his hands.

"What are we going to do?" he said again.

"I don't know." My voice was almost in a whisper.

I took my metal ruler. I stuffed it into my belt. 

"What are you doing?"   Alex questioned.

"We could fight our way out of here!" I whispered back excitedly.

I've seen movies where a load of people get held up by a robber or someone, but they fight their way out with champagne bottles and forks and butter knives and stuff like that, so I figured we could do the same.

"Are you insane?" asked Alex. "We could get killed!"

"And what's the alternative?"

"Run away!" he replied! "At least we escape with our lives!"

It suddenly dawned on me that this was not a drill. This was serious.  And one wrong move would cost us our lives.                                                                 

Light Warriors - (7) - Battle of the ancient woods

A bullet whizzed by. Atomo dodged and squeezed off two shots. He had no way of knowing if any of them had hit. A cry of pain and rage sounded from behind them. Good, so he had hit something. Something whizzed by his left ear. He kept running. He heard a bang noise, and instinctively rolled behind a large rock that stuck out of the ground like a knife. He glimpsed a bullet whizzing by and was glad that he hid behind cover. He saw Xtremeo knock a gun out of an opponent's hand and sweep his sword in a wide arc, cleaving his opponent's gun hand in two. The man screamed and Xtremeo spun and his mud stained boot hit the man's face hard. The man collapsed, and Xtremeo deflected a bullet away with his golden sword. Where and how Xtremeo was trained, Atomo didn't know, but he was good.

Atomo saw a figure rushing him with a dagger of some sort. He squeezed the trigger of his gun, but only heard a soft clicking noise. Damn. The man's knuckles slammed into his jaw with the force of a meteor. A second later, the gun was knocked from his hands. His vision was dimming. "No," he told himself. His eyes snapped open and saw his opponent staring into his eyes. Atomo bit his enemy on the nose. His opponent's eyes widened, and the man fell. Atomo got up and brought his pellet gun from his bag. It was a good thing that it was the pellet gun that he brought and not one of those stupid water pistols.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Seebercon fending off an enemy with two pistols. He must have snagged a gun from his opponent, because Atomo was sure that Seebercon hadn't had two guns to begin with. His enemy was using some sort of rock as a shield, and held an semi-automatic in the other. Atomo snagged the  dagger from his opponent. It looked like a pretty cool dagger. For some reason, it was still in some sort of a sheath. He unsheathed it, and a gleaming silver blade with a hilt of ruby met his eyes. It looked pretty cool, but he had no time to waste. He threw it as hard as he could, and it soared through the air. But instead of impaling itself in Seebercon's opponent's skull, it just bounced lazily off his head with a dull thunk. He fired off a round of pellets, and each of them hit it's mark. Smoke curled off the barrel of his pistol. His target turned towards him and closed his eyes. "What the hell?" said Seebercon.

Suddenly, the man was floating upside down. No, wait, he was walking upside down. Suddenly, he shifted again, and he was on the ground in front of Xtremeo. Xtremeo slashed out with his swords, but the man shifted his gravity again and floated upwards. The man pressed a button on his arm, and suddenly his boots had flames coming out of the bottom of them. Rocket boots. Atomo had to admit that this he was a little jealous. 

The man pointed his gun to the ground and started firing. "Aw, hell," Xtremeo managed to say before the bullets spat rapidly from the gun. Atomo let loose another round of pellets and all of them hit their mark. However, although blood stained the man's clothes, he didn't seem hurt. He shifted his aim, and suddenly he was firing at Atomo. A bullet slammed into the floating man's shoulder and he roared in pain. The steady stream of bullets coming from the man's gun cut off. So he could be hurt, Atomo thought. 

Xtremeo was carrying twin pistols, both shining in the moonlight. The floating guy turned towards them. Burning hatred shone clearly in his coal black eyes, and underneath that there was a controlled wariness. He sneered, and turned towards Xtremeo and Atomo, silently asking them to make the first move. 

But the man had forgotten about Seebercon. A silver blade that was glowing green impaled itself in the floating man's skull. His eyes widened in shock, and he went slack. His corpse hung in mid-air, suspended by the rocket boots. Suddenly, Atomo heard a rumbling sound. A tank!

Atomo unleashed hell with his pellet gun, but he didn't even make a dent. A muffled voice from inside said "My turn." A blast fired from the main cannon of the tank, and the three boys were blasted back. Seebercon tried to fire, but some sort of blue beam caught him in the chest, and he fell, unconscious. Xtremeo charged, and at the last second he twisted up and stabbed downwards with that midnight black blade of his. It cleaved through the shell like butter. "Yes!" Atomo thought to himself "We might actually win this!" Then, the latch opened, and a fist wearing a black gauntlet punched him off the tank with a loud thunk. Atomo charged. He picked up a cannon from the ground as he passed and let loose a missile. A cloud of smoke covered the tank, and when it cleared, the tank was in perfect condition, apart from that scar that Xtremeo had left there. Atomo blinked. A blast swept him off his feet, and the last thing he remembered before blacking out was seeing the latch slowly open.


Saturday, November 21, 2015

Light Warriors - (6) - Hunted

Chapter I

He woke.
He quickly scanned his surroundings. He was in a dark, damp cave. He checked his pack. All of his stuff was still there. Water dripped from the ceiling and hit the floor with a soft plunk. He turned around and saw an exit to the cave. He walked out. He was in a forest. A thick blanket of fog covered the wet and muddy ground. It looked like it had been raining recently. The branches of the ancient trees reached towards the starry sky, like if they did that for long enough they could pull themselves out of the forest. He walked along the muddy ground, leaving deep footsteps. A squirrel scampered across the ground. He didn't care. He walked on. A small bead of perspiration trickled down from his hair and ran down his shirt. He was getting tired, but still he plodded on. Suddenly he smelled smoke. Was that... fire? A wall of fire erupted from the trees behind him and he started running. The burning flames swallowed the trees and licked the forest floor. Then suddenly, he heard human voices. Panicked. He wanted to help, but he couldn't do anything. Then he saw a large rock and he dived right behind it. He saw two figures blur past. Human figures. Without thinking, he dived and tackled them both to safety. He glimpsed both of their faces. Both male. They rolled across the wet muddy ground for a while, and eventually stopped. Immediately Xtremeo said 
"What are you doing? You're gonna get yourself killed!"
 Both of the kids had fear shining through their eyes. One of them was wearing a muscle shirt and had light brown hair with eyes as black as coal. The other one had sandy golden hair and piercing electric-blue eyes that seemed to bore into his very soul. The one with the sandy hair said 
"Who are you?"
 Xtremeo replied
"Who are you?"
The kid with brown hair said 
"The name's Atomo. I know it's not a very common name, and I don't know why my parents named me that, either."
The kid with the golden hair said
"Mine's Seebercon. Same as Atomo, I don't know why my parents named me that either.
"Mine's Xtremeo," said Xtremeo. "I guess it's not a very common name either... Anyway, you still haven't answered my question. What are you doing here?"
"Well, it's a long story-"
Atomo's sentence was cut off by the barking of some wild dogs.
"Long story short, we're being chased by some crazy guy, probably a hobo, with a shotgun, and he wants us to join his crazy club." said Atomo
"What club?"
"I dunno, probably a hobo club."
Seebercon chuckled. 
The dogs suddenly burst through the trees and started to circle them, midnight black fur the color of the night sky above. The three boys jumped in surprise. Their gleaming yellow eyes burned with fury, like they wanted nothing more than to rip them apart. Which at the moment, they probably did.
"We're gonna have to fight our way through." Xtremeo quietly said. "Got any weapons?"
"Uhh... I've got my pocketknife.." said Seebercon warily.
"I've got a pellet gun in my bag..." said Atomo.
"Not good enough." said Xtremeo. "Here." Xtremeo passed them both pistols.

"Whoa!" exclaimed Atomo.

"Wait, what about you?" asked Seebercon.

In reply, Xtremeo pulled out his swords. 

"Whoa!" exclaimed Atomo again.

"You do know how to use these, right?" said Xtremeo.

"Of course we do!" said Seebercon.

The boys moved closer together, their backs to each other. The first hound leapt at them, and Xtremeo slashed downwards with Oblivion, cleaving the hound's skull in two. Although no physical steps were taken, the remaining hounds seemed to step back. Atomo squeezed the trigger and at the same time a hound leapt at him. Atomo stepped to one side as the dead body of the hound blurred past him. It skidded into the ground. The last hound leapt at Seebercon and he fired. But at the last second the hound twisted out of the way and knocked the gun from his hand. Seebercon whipped out his pocketknife, and unsheathed it. It seemed to glow green for a second, and then a green dagger of light plunged into the hound's back.

The knife was riddled with streams of green, like transparent veins and green blood.  Suddenly it started to grow until it was the size of a sword.

"How did you do that?" asked Xtremeo.

Then, suddenly, a blast rang out through the night. A split second later a shotgun shell hit the ground where Xtremeo had been standing moments before. He stared at where the shot had come from. A man stood next to a tree, plain fury etched onto his ugly face. He wore a dirty torn hunter's jacket and carried a sub machine gun in his left hand. In his right hand he carried a knife. His hair was dark and scruffy. He was wearing short pants and his legs were covered with long curly hairs. When he spoke, his voice dripped with venom.  "You killed my dogs. YOU KILLED MY DOGS!!"

He opened fire with the Uzi in his hand. Bullets spat into the ground. Xtremeo stabbed downwards with Oblivion, and cracks spread like a jigsaw across the ground. The man leaped just as the earth cracked apart, about to swallow him up like a hungry monster. The ground closed up, just as Atomo fired a bullet from his gun. The man slashed downwards with his knife, and the bullet bounced onto the floor. Seebercon whipped around and tried a slash with his sword. However, he clearly had no experience using a blade, and missed by a mile. The sword hit the ground and he tripped and tumbled over it. Seebercon fell, and the man lunged at him with the knife. Atomo yelled "No!" and suddenly a shield appeared between Seebercon and the man. The knife hit the shield and clattered uselessly to the floor.

"Wha...?" the man exclaimed.

Atomo waved his hand and a humongous spear, tipped with gleaming gold materialized in his hand. It had a dark wooden shaft, and a hilt studded with cobalt. He threw it and it stuck into the man's throat. The man gagged and fell to the floor. Suddenly, an explosion rocked the ground. Several men came out from the shadows and started running at them. They each had guns in their hands.

"Run!" screamed Xtremeo.


Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Light Warriors - Time Machine - [5]

He walked down to the armory. The stone staircase went very far down. Two guards stood there. He presented his clearing card and the guards let him in. He walked through the rows of weapons and moved on to the shelves of armor. He chose two arm guards and what looked like a thick, grey, bulletproof vest with silver wings.  He also took some boots that looked really good with the vest and the light helmet he was wearing. The boots had a wire that fit into his arm guard. He then noticed that his arm guard had a button attached onto it. He pressed the button, and he started to float. He looked at the boots.

He then noticed they were rocket boots. Then, he bumped his head on the ceiling. He pressed the button and fell to the floor and landed on his butt. He moved on and took some bulletproof jeans, a dagger, and a small Glock-17 pistol, and headed out. He went into his house on . A day earlier, he had got his mansion, which he had inherited from his father. He didn't think of it as his house, because it was a crazy idea, having a home  in the massive underground city. But for now, he had to report to the 7th war squad, the unit that he had been assigned to. Most of the people knew who he was, him being the son of one of one of the light warriors. But he didn't know them. He walked into the training building. He lined up with the rest of the squad. A woman wearing silver walked in front of the squad. She started to speak.

"My name is Althalgia, and I will be leading the squad today."  She paused, looked around, and continued.  "We will be going on  an operation to track down the thugs who are mining the planet's core. This planet is nearly depleted of resources, and if these people keep mining the core, the planet could implode.  This is an important mission. If we fail, the planet could be destroyed, and the human race would be no more. The survivors would have to find another habitable planet, and the nearest one, which is Lexilus 72-C, is more than a million light years away. And even if they got there, they would have to battle countless creatures that have already made their home there. So we must not fail."

And with that, they set off. They moved away from the city until they found a cave. They went in, leaving three men to stand guard outside the entrance. They moved quietly, and as they went deeper, they heard clanging noises and grunting. They turned a corner and saw a massive ball or rock and light, and men mining it with drills and machines. Two men saw them and pointed their guns at them.
"Halt!" one of them said.

Xtremeo whipped out his pistol and fired at one of the men, and one of the other squad members shot the other one. The other miners in the cave all pulled out weapons and aimed them. The squad retaliated by pulling out their weapons. The men fired, just as the squad pressed the triggers on their guns.  The squad kept on moving, getting out of the way of the bullets, but the miners just stayed where they were, like they wanted to die.

Then out of the corner of his eye, he saw one man planting an explosive on the core. Before anyone could do anything, he pressed the button. The core blinked yellow and then red. Xtremeo yelled out and pointed. The squad all ran out of the cave.

They rushed to the city, a ball of fire following them. More and more people followed. Xtremeo ran as fast as he could. Then, a voice said "Use the boots." He understood and pressed the button to activate the rocket boots. He zoomed into the air and met the Juggernaut in the sky. Immediately, the Juggernaut pressed a small, metal box with a red button into his hands. The Juggernaut said, "This is a last resort device to save humanity. Once you press that button, none of this will have happened. Once you are there, look for Atomo, Seebercon, Ionator, Electro, and me. Go. Press the button."

So he pressed it. And the world went dark.