Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Electric Fight Balloon

Rampage. This guy is frightening us all with his mighty anger. He is huge, the size of three men, muscles bulging and tough as a rock. Who is he looking for? He rages and flails about on the roadway and as a mere man approaches him to try to help ease the situation, the beast disregards the man's soft words and swings his giant arm in the man's direction. Just before his clenched fist makes contact with the head of the same size, a monster truck is generated and brought into reality out of thin air, growing from his hand and releasing in a split second. And instead of getting his head pounded in, the man is hit head on by the large truck, and his body is broken into pieces, some of him on the grill and front portion of the vehicle, and the rest on the roof, stuck there.
We must go. He's going to catch us. Let's go, Let's go, Let's go! Friends, maybe family, and I are in a van, which moments ago was a truck that just smashed some guy to bits. We are driving, constantly accelerating, for they may be on to us. We aren't even entirely sure shy these men want to chase us down, but we know they are bad, and will show no mercy if they get their hands on us. So down the road we go, away from all the people, onto some large roadway passing between two forests. Have we lost them? We can feel them breathing down our necks. Where are they going to attack from? What is their next move? ... "They don't have too many options at this point." says the driver. I beg to differ, "No, expect anything, they could do-" SLAM! Something on the roof! What is that? A big circular thing has attached itself to the center of the van's roof, but exactly what it is no one could tell. We wonder for a few moments or so, when suddenly it shoots out of the object up high into the air above, a ballon. They are turning the van into a giant hot-air balloon. Behind the tree-line on both sides of us, we see them rising in their own balloons, smiling devilishly in our direction. We all fly high into the sky unknowing where we are going to eventually land. Even they seem to not know exactly how this is going to work. We are tossed about by the wind for a good while, and we finally find ourselves over a large open field with a few very tall power lines running through it. We crash into the one of these lines, and everyone is thrown off the van, and into the open air, but luckily everyone grabs a part of the line or the power structure, and isn't electrocuted. The enemy, however, crash lands on the ground a few hundred feet off. It is dark now, and fear is taking its place in all of us. I get to the ground very quickly, while everyone else is having a hard time getting untangled and recovering from the impact. I must keep them safe. I must ward off these evil bastards before they reach my friends. They are walking steadily in our direction. I find a metal object, fit enough for a weapon. One of the two large men after us is nearby, but walking away from me, his back turned. I don't waste a second, and make my way to him, and jab the metal into his back. His shirtless body is extremely tough though, and I can't get it in very far, not more than a centimeter, so I drag it across to inflict as much damage as I can, when he turns around and smiles (though you can tell pain was definitely searing though his body). I run far away, toward my friends. He chases me, but at a much slower pace. And suddenly, not one, not two, but something like 8 vehicles show up with people we know in them, practically an army of young men and women who could put up a good fight against these giant men. They are scared, and it takes no more than a little bit of threatening before the two foes have disappeared into the night. They help us retrieve our friends from the power lines, and we feel very secure in the presence of each other, looking out for and caring for each other. All smiles, and we pack up and drive into the night and continue on our journey.

Friday, August 13, 2010

Fire Teeth

The end of the world? Might Earth turn into a raging fireball at any second? Scientists are saying that this will simply pass. It is the closest our world has ever come to the sun, orbiting strangely like this every hundreds or thousands of years. Mankind, us, I, wake up one morning to the most powerful, bright spectacle our generation of humans will ever see. The sun. We are thousands of miles closer, and the great ball of fire familiar to our sky has increased its apparent size by hundreds of times, filling a large portion of the sky, much more orange in color, with frizzling edges, perfectly round in nature. It shines with great magnitude, proving its eminence over the creatures of the earth. Some are afraid, and some claim to be trusting, trusting in the words of the authorities and the experts, that all will be well and that earth will return to its usual orbit in a short time. I don't believe them. I think it's probably just something they are saying to keep the poor humans calm and hopeful, although imminent doom is upon us all. I keep this notion to myself. We are on the move, driving down the freeway in a few small cars, each packed full of people. There is great hustle and bustle in the car I am riding in, arguments and loud conversations flying through the air, sucking up all the oxygen. It feels claustrophobic, but we are out and in the open air in no time. Walking down the street, I feel something strange in my mouth. My tooth is loose. My tooth is out! Detached from its home in the gums of my mouth. More teeth are quickly becoming loose, and one by one a few more teeth come right out of their sockets. And next thing I know, half my teeth are swishing around in my mouth! I spit them out and show the person with me. We are both shocked. What could this mean? What is happening here? Does this have anything at all to do with the sun and our unusual orbit as of late? There is found no explanation, no reason is discovered. The answers remain hidden. We are lost. Lost beings on a doomed planet. Teethless.