Earth Overcome, Part 7: Sara Raft

    The second we landed I was out of the jet and inside.  I had to be quick, I had to be efficient, and I had to be professional.  Yukino need me.  I didn't bother to say anything to Agon or Gallatian.  I had the feeling neither of them were very stealthy.  Though  I couldn't help but be a little ashamed for abandoning them.  I shook my head.  I didn't have time to be sorry.  I just shook it off and kept going, like I always do.

  I ran straight past a huge open room, and into a hallway.  Yukino was in the basement and I took some stairs down to the lower levels.  As I started down the stairs I noticed something.  No guards.  No one was on these stairs.  Then I heard a giant crash.  it sounded like Agon and Gallatian had the guards distracted.  At least they were doing their jobs.  I crept down the hallway and heard some voices around the corner.  I drew my pistol, silenced of course.  I peaked around the corner and saw three guards.  Each one of them armed.  Though I had the element of surprise.

  I took a deep breath and whipped back around the corner and shot one of the guards.  He crumpled to the floor but the others saw him fall.

  "Someone's here." he yelled!
  
  I whipped back around and before the could notice me, I took aim and pulled the trigger twice.  They both fell.  I didn't hesitate.  quickly I got out of my cover and sprinted down the hall, taking care to step around the bodies.

  The next room was a more open area, with a door. That had to be where they were keeping Yukino.  The only problem was the two thugs standing guard.  I reached down to my belt and pulled out a grenade.  I stared at it.  If I used it they would all know where I was, but it was the only way.  There was no way I could take down the guys equipped with machine guns.  Silently, I pulled the pin and chucked it across the room.  I heard it bounce once, twice, then it rolled. 

  "What the..." started one of the guards but he never finished.  The explosion was so loud it left my ears ringing.  All I did was shake my head and run to the door (which had been blown off it's hinges.)

  "Yukino!" I called, standing at the top of the stairs.

  There was a voice at the bottom, faint but strong, "Sara!  You're hear?"  I heard her footsteps coming up the stairs and then she was standing right in front of me. "Finally." she grinned.

  "Yeah, I even brought the rest of the team."

  She nodded, "Good, that's good.  So how are we getting out?"

"Guns blazing."

  She tilted her head, "Seriously?"

  I took her sword out of my duffel bag, "Yeah seriously."

  "Dragon Fang." she whispered.  I nodded, Agon would get a kick out of her sword name.

  She unsheathed it and looked around, "I like this plan."

Earth Overcome: Part 6, Gallatian

  It didn't take long for night to come.  You'd think it'd take forever since I had nothing to kill time.  Even if I did it wasn't like I could.  I was starting to wonder why we attacked at night.  They would know we were there soon enough.  That was just one of the many holes in the plan.  What do expect from the eighteen year old strategist.  Though hey, what can you do?  It's not like I could talk.

  Sara landed the ship right outside of their warehouse.  The heat sensors had placed the ninja in the basement, which would mean that Scar had to use the stairs.  There were two guards outside the main door, but Scar shot them quickly and quietly.  What kind of person can just kill without remorse? 

  "We're using the front door?" asked Agon.

  "Why wouldn't we?" asked Scar.

  Agon put his hand on the wall closest to him. "Why use the door..." I swear I've never seen anything like it.  he put his entire hand through the wall.  Then all he had to do was flex and it came crashing down.  "When we can make our own, elaborate entrance?" he finished.

  "Agon..." Scar started to scold.

  "What?  They already know we're here."

  I nodded, the whisper had told me that, though I wasn't able to tell anyone.

  "Fine." she grumbled.  Then before any guards could get us, she stepped around the rubble and rushed inside.  It was just us.  Me and Agon against everything.

"So." started Agon. "How do we grab their attention?"
  "You smash stuff?" I thought.

  "I'll smash stuff!" he yelled.

  He punched a different wall and it too came crumbling around him.  The dust was flying in the air, but it worked.  There was a stream of thugs running into the room.

  "Take them out!" one guy yelled, and that was all anyone said.  They all moved the same way and had the same glazed look.  They were either high or being controlled.

  Agon went ballistic and tore into the nearest person.  I instead, let the suit take over, it kicked into the air and hovered there above the guards.  I watched as my fist glowed and gleamed.  Then a beam leapt out of it blasted straight into a guard.  The whisper and the suit were working together, it'd tell it where someone was and the suit would blast it.  I was just along for the ride.  My arm whipped around again and I the bolt of energy felled another one.

  "Lasers?" asked Agon. "That's awesome."

  Agon himself was a blur.  He was a flurry of slashing and fire.  The guards didn't know what to do.  they didn't know how to approach him.  So they fell.

  I raised my arm again and the laser sprayed across the room.  I don't know how many people I hit, but it was a lot.  I didn't a thing.

  Then I heard a BLAMM!!!  A gunshot.  I looked down at my arm and there was a hole.  No blood, just a hole.  The pain came in hard and I hit the ground.  Two of the thuigs saw there chance and rushed me.  I struggled to my knees.  They got closer.  I steadied myself with my good and arm and slowly raised my bad one.  They grinned at each other, then at me.  Instead of a laser, I shot out a shockwave and they flew across the room.  They looked like they hit the wall pretty hard.  Be fore I could recover, another tried to rush me, but this one had a knife.  He slashed and I stepped back to avoid him.  He lunged and I sidestepped.  That was my moment.  I grabbed his hand and made him drop the knife, then I brought my hands back and shot off another shockwave!  He landed in a heap on the other side of the room.

  I looked around myself.  Whatever guys I didn't hit, Agon had.  The fight was over.  Then I remembered Agon and looked over at him.  He was shaking and twitching.  His breathing was heavy, almost like a growl.  I inched closer, wondering what was wrong.

  "Agon, are you well?" It wasn't what I wanted to say, but it's what I did.

  ROARR!!!  He turned around and tried to jump on top of me.  if it wasn't for the whisper and suit I would have been clawed.  Instead I was hovering in the air.  I raised both arms and shot him twice, but it didn't faze him.  He was too strong.  He jumped up and grabbed me by my leg.  Then he pulled me back down!  I was on my back, with him right on top of me.  He opened his mouth to breathe fire and started to see the back of his mouth glow. 

  "Don't..." I thought.  I never realized how scary he was up close.  Then something happened.  He stopped, and then he shook his head.

  "What happened?" he moaned.

  I wanted scream, "You almost killed me!" but I said: "You attempted to murder me."

  "How?" he asked.

  "It appears you lost control."

  "Again." he shook his head.

  I was sighing on the inside, but I never did, I just said "Come let's get back to the aircraft."

    Video Log: Agon

  "I feel bad about this... I blame dragons... and Long."

  End Log

Vile Gōmon

I am normal, at least I wish I was.  I have been surrounded by bad luck since the day I had entered this accursed world.  My mother, on the other hand, has had bouts of good luck winding their way into her life.  

Constantly forgetting me she charged into the world every night.  The only bad thing that had occurred to her, was the appearance of my father in her life.  He cursed me with her, and he also had bad luck always by his back door.

I have no siblings.  I live with my mother and grandfather on my mother’s side.  I do not remember meeting any of my father’s relatives.  I do remember meeting my father once.  It was on the day I ended middle school.  There was a small get-together when he came to pick me up.  We didn’t talk much.  He told me some things about himself.  That was it.

My name is Xelci Mokmil, a fourteen year old depressed teenage female.  I live with my mother and grandfather in a large home in Phoenix, Arizona.  My mother is not a mother and my grandfather does not pay me a bit of attention.  

School is a drag.  The most highlighting thing of my entire life is when I go to Indiana with my father.  That turned out to be a bust as well.  

I don’t know how or why, but me and my father were suddenly pulled from the road.  The details still swarm around in my head.  I wander the back alleys because I don’t know where I am to return to.

I don’t know the state of my father, but I hope he is safe.  Or that he will rot in hell.  I’m hungry and thirsty.  My arms and legs ache.  The lash marks and cuts still bleed.  I feel pain through every piece of skin on my body.  My insides constantly churn.  I don’t know when or how it will end, but I know it won’t end soon.

Earth Overcome: Part 5, Agon

  When she said 0800, I think Sara meant eight hours 'cause that's when we left to get the ninja.  We were on some kind of fighter jet, but I don't really know what it was because it was huge.  Big enough to fit ten people with space to spare.  Sara, I mean Scar, was flying and Gallatian still was talking.  that meant it was just me and...

  "August!  We can not waste time with these fools."  Long was ranting in my head again, and it kind of hurt.  I swear if I could get him out I would jump at it.

  I tried to speak calmly and slowly, "Listen, Long.  We're doing something equally important here.  It's not everyday you get to save the world."


  He didn't shut up, "Saving the world?  you three are delusional fools with visions of grandeur!"

  "Just shut up." I muttered.  I was starting to get looks from the others.  Well, Sara anyway.  they probably thought I was nuts.

  "We can save the world." I said quitter. "We have powers and resources that other people dream of."

  "We just met them.  you have no teamwork, no training, and no previous experiences.  You'll be lucky if you don't kill each other."

  "Well, we can sure as hell try."  Usually I'd snap back with some witty retort, but not now.  Long was saying everything I had been thinking.  Did he have access to my thoughts?  He is in my head.  I'd have to ask him.  Though if what he was saying was true ( and it kind of was) how were we supposed to save the world?

  Video Log: Scar

  I'm not sure I'm liking Agon's attitude.  Maybe having a guy who a smart-ass and a cynic wasn't such a good idea.

 (End Log)

  "You done talking to yourself, Agon?" asked Scar.

 "Yup." I told her. "It has all the fun of talking to other people, yet less sociable."

  "Cute." she remarked.

  "You do have a plan to rescue this woman, right?  A plan would be really beneficial." I half asked half told.

  Gallatian just stood there with his creepy silence.  I don't think he had any helpful to contribute.

  "I actually don't have a plan." she said just a little too briskly. "Do you have any suggestions you'd like to make?"

Scar had all eyes on me.  All four of them.  I knew that even Gallatian was staring.  Planning is hard.  Especially when there's pressure.  Then something clicked inside of me and I said, "Does this thing have heat sensors?"

  "It does." she nodded.

  "Good.  We'll need those to find out where she is."

  "Fine.  Then what?"

  "Like you said we have a Dragon, a Cosmic Being, and a Butt-Kicker.  I say we pull a smash and grab." 

  "How?  There is a telepathic in the building."

  Then something weird happened, Gallatian spoke. "What Agon is implying is that we have a distraction."

  "Thank you." I said. "Me and Gallatian will distract them, while you rescue the ninja."

  Scar nodded, "Glad we have that sorted out.  We'll go down there once night hits."  then she walked back to the cabin.

  I could see why Sar- Scar looked so stressed all the time.  Leading was hard.

  "You handled that well." said Long.

  "Yeah I guess.  Why would Sara do that?"

  "I wonder why?"

  I thought about it, "She set me up didn't she?"

  "Yes."

  "HA!  Little does she know that after you get scales nothing can ever embarrass you!  Plus the only person here was Gallatian.  We all know that he won't talk about it."

 

 

Earth Overcome: Part 4, Sara Raft

  I walked quickly but briskly down the hallway.  I was needed for a meeting.  A meeting with my team.  It had been three months since Wade Howlett's last attack, and now he was trying again.  This time it was more.  More help, more plan, and a bigger desire to carry his plan out.  That just made my desire to stop him bigger.  I had spent three months putting together my team, and now I was about to talk to them.  To tell them the problem, I was about to them just why I needed their help.  Funny, what three months can do.  I wasn't scared anymore, I was determined.

  I pushed through the giant doors and into the small conference room.  I'm not at liberty to say what our location is, technically this is a government operation. 

  "Gentlemen..." I started, trying to sound professional. "Welcome to the team.  I assume you've already met each other?"

  Gallatian was standing in a corner and not saying anything, and Agon was slumped in his chair.  That seemed about right.

  "Cut to the chase, Sara." said August. "It's really just us, and Space Face here doesn't talk.  Like, at all."

  "Fine." I grumbled. "As you both know there is a crisis that threatens this world and I need you to..."

  "If you would stop being ominous  we would help."

  "Please shut up and stop interrupting August."

   "Fine." he grumbled.

  "Now the problem is a supervillian named..."

  "She said supervillian!"

  "August!  If you don't shut up I will tear those wings off your back and feed them to you."

  "Shutting up now." he said quickly.

  "Good.  Now, a supervillian named Wade Howlett, has a viable plan to control all the animals on Earth and make them attack the American government."  August sat up and Jeph kept staring.  I had their attention now.

  "He can do that?" asked August.

  "Using a form of telepathy, yes."

  "So like mind control."

  "That is what I implied, isn't it?"

  "Query:" said Jeph. "Couldn't humans be considered animals?"

  "So you can talk." remarked August.

  "Let me answer him August."

  "And who says query?"

  "Shut up!" I yelled. Then I turned back to Jeph. "Yeah, humans are animals, but we're basically too smart to be controlled."

  He nodded like it made sense.

  "So he's powerful, right?  Cause there are a lot of animals on Earth." asked August.

  "Powerful he would be." I nodded.

  August looked around nervously like he thought Howlett was in the room with him.  "What do we do first?" he asked.

  "Well there's one more member of our team we need to rescue.  I had sent her to spy on Howlett but he found out about her.  I haven't heard from her in two months."

  "So we rescue her?" asked August.

  "Yes, her name is Yukino Pichelli."

  "What can she do?"

  "She's a painter." He snorted. "Who has multiple personalities." He laughed. "With the other personality being a ninja."

  He stopped and looked at me.  Then he said, "You plan to save the world with a teenager, an astronaut, a painter, and a CEO?"

  "No.  My plan is to save the world with a Dragon, A higher Cosmic Power, a Ninja, and a Butt-Kicker."

  "When you put it like that..."

  "Glad you agree.  Mission start in 0800 hours, but you need codenames for the operation."

  "Wow codenames?  What are we? Two?"

  "Just pick one."

  He shrugged, "Agon."

  "Gallatian." said Jeph from his corner.

  "Yukino is Sheath."

  "And yours?" asked Agon.

  "Scar.  I'll see you two at the mission launch."  Then I left.

  Video Log: Agon

  Sara, I mean Scar (I wonder why she calls herself that) wants us to do these video logs as part of mission reports.  I'm too lazy to write so these video logs work just fine.  She asked for our thoughts on the other members.  They seem okay, but Gallatian creeps me out and Scar is way serious.  People aren't that uptight without a reason  I wonder what's hers?

  Video Log: Gallatian

  -Error-  Codename: Gallatian has not recorded any logs.

  Video Log: Scar

  My thoughts on this team?  lord help us all?  I only really considered power hitters and not personalities.  I'm not naming names but one of us in particular was annoying.  I guess maybe a mission will whip them into line.



 

The Bullet

Introduction:

  School's back (boo!), but I'm homeschooled (yeah!), so that means that I get awesome assignments like this.  So when we decided to study Benjamin Franklin we found out that he taught himself to write by taking poems and turning them into short stories and then taking short stories and turning them into poems.  Then he wrote a "Autobiography" but that's a different story.  So that was my assignment.  Turn a poem into a story.  So here's a link to the poem "Richard Cory": http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/174248
And here's the story, so you can compare.

  The Story:

 

In hindsight I should have seen it coming.  In hindsight it should’ve been obvious.  Though I never really paid attention.  I never really cared in the first place.  I was jealous of him.  Just like everyone else.  My name is Steven Cory.

All my life I’ve been jealous of my older brother, Richard.  It seemed Richard got everything.  He was handsome, tall, and he had the undying love of our parents.  I didn’t have any of that.  I didn’t have anything.  As we grew Richard continued to receive love from our parents.  I was ignored.  Then our parent died.  Of old age.  Thank God they weren’t murdered.  Richard inherited the entire company and the house from them.  I didn’t get a cent.  I had to live in the village streets, while Richard got to live in the house on the hill.

I was mad.  Mad is an understatement.  I was furious!  Furious at my parents, furious at the world, but most importantly furious at him.  Richard.  At any one point, did he ever think of me?  No!  He didn’t!  Did he ever say, “Times are tough, why don’t you live with me Steven?”  The least he could’ve done was give me a job at his big, beautiful company.  But he never did that, did he?

I wasn’t alone though.  Almost everyone in town hated him.  They hated the way he lived in his house on the hill.  Lording above them.  They hated his money, and they hated the way he sauntered into town and causally said “Good Morning.”  Everyone wished they had his education, his luck, his money.  But they couldn’t.  So everyone ignored him.  If they couldn’t be him, they would pretend he didn’t exist.  Richard didn’t have a wife, he didn’t have any friends, but he didn’t care.  He was rich.

In hindsight we were wrong.  We were wrong in hating him.  We were wrong in shaming him, but it’s not our fault.  How could we have known what was going to happen.  How could we have known what he was going through, what he was about to do?  I didn’t know.  One summer night, we were drinking in the local tavern.  Then we heard a BANG!!!  A shot rang out from the top of the hill.  We ran there.  For once in our lives caring about what had happened to Richard, but it was too late.  We found him in a pool of blood in his library.

               

Earth Overcome, Part 3: Sheath

  Yeah, so... where to start?  It had been two months since the whole Sheath fiasco and a lot had changed.  For one I was now a spy.  For another I lost my job, and to top it all off I had to share a mind.  Though I may be getting ahead of myself, how about we go back?  You see, about two months ago Sara Raft came to me and told me about some terrible problem that threatened to destroy Earth.  then she told me where Wade Howlett was hiding.  She wouldn't tell me her source, but she did send me into their base so I could spy on them.

  I haven't painted in a month, but what was worse was that I got no sleep.  You see me and Sara figured out that Sheath was triggered by me closing me eyes.  which meant if I wanted to control her I had to keep my eyes open. I can't sleep.  I can't.  If I do Sheath will kill everyone.  My name is Yukino Pichelli and I need... sommmme sleep.

  Looking back, I was bound to screw up.  The human body needs sleep.  I remember being dragged into Wade Howletts office (which was really a curtained off corner, but that's not important).  Wade was a tall, scraggly, thirty something year old man  Who hadn't shaved in quite awhile so he had hair everywhere.  Just wild hair growing every which way.  He smelled like old cheese, which I was told that was all he ate, but what I immediately noticed about him was: despite all his hair his ears still managed to stick out.

  "How long did you expect me not to know?" he asked me in his curtain office.  At first he seemed so calm, so serious.  Then he threw his head back and cackled like a hyena! "I'm a freakin' mind reader girly!  You can't hide anything from me!"

  I didn't say anything to him.  Though it wasn't much help.  He really is a mind reader.

  "You've been here for two months.  Sara trained you to clear your mind, and you can't sleep or the ninja in your head will kill everyone correct?"

  I didn't say a thing.

  "I am correct." he said triumphantly. "You know my dear, you really are an interesting person.  Seeing as how you have two minds to read."

  Then he stopped, and looked at the guards, "Do we have a dungeon?"

  "No sir?"

  "Do we have a basement?"

  "Yes?"  The guards seemed just as confused as I was.

  "Then throw her in there."  Both guards nodded and stood me up.  Then they started to walk me downstairs.  I didn't struggle.  I didn't even try.  Sara had taught me so many different things and one of those was how to pick my battles.  Even Sheath couldn't take on a full warehouse of thugs.  They did throw me into the basement and I do mean threw.  It took all my willpower to keep my eyese opened as I tumbled down the stairs. 

  "GAHH!!!" I screamed.  When I landed flat on my back.  I lay there for awhile and wondered what I was doing with my life.  Then I sat up and looked around me.  I've been down here since.

Charlotte new book

Prologe:

I wish I was normal, but unfortunately, I'm not.  Honestly, no one in this world is considered normal anymore.  It's the end of the 22nd century, year 2197, WWIII has essentially ended.  The last battles for our side are still being fought.  I am one of those soldiers who are fighting the last battles.  I am from the last country yet to be taken over from the Yorkine Union, Maykodonion.  It is a dominating power aimed at uniting the world, in bloodshed.

When I was young I was a victim of the first raiding party of the Union.  I died, but I was given a second chance.  I amputated my left arm as I rose from the grave.  I was only alive again when I joined the force against the Union, so I will die again when they win.

I am information officer Myck Kae, I was kept underground and tortured after I faced the real side of the Union's coin.