"Third time's a charm," Tip laughed at me. Failing the same test and having to retake it for a second time is not cool what-so-ever. Chemistry sucks so I advise you not to take it. "Oh come on, Kami, you know you love me!" I laughed and shook my head laughing at him. We walked out of the room together and down the school hallways out onto the campus. It was quite a beautiful sight actually, the autumn colors. The orange, red, and yellow leaves blew around my face leave me cold and out of breath.
"Let's clear out" said the woman holding the sniper to fend off incoming zombies, as the woman and her male companion beside her who was dual wielding his favorite family heirloom, two desert eagles, were firing away in the center of a massive horde of the undead. The sun was beginning to set, making it time for nightfall. This meant less vision, which in turn meant more danger of the undead flesh eaters they were currently surrounded by. Once the pair was finished blasting away at the heads of a few more zombies, they ran atop the deserted cars that were left on the road, using them as a means for higher ground. They had to make it to a safe place before the sun set completely, or they would be left alone to die in the streets.
To his left, Ben could see those concrete cylinders with the manhole covers on top. He began to walk through the dark, night air aware that a light steam was coming out from the top of the holes. He moved toward the holes hoping to get a look inside, when a lingering stench found its way into his nostrils. Ben stepped back, getting a fresh breath of air, and continued toward the holes. He reached the nearest one, still holding his breath, and peered into the small, dark hole in the top of the cover he could see nothing. Ben was on the verge of vomiting. The stench was overwhelming. He stepped back, took a final breath of air. He bent down and flipped over the cover to the hole. The smell was attacking him, but he reluctantly peered in. On the surface of the sewage floated a half decayed body of an adult man. Ben quickly bent down to the ground to close the hole before he had a chance to keel over and hurl. Just as his hand was halfway finished dragging the lid back over the hole, a wet, slimy hand gripped his wrist. The hand started to pull with the strength of ten men. Ben fought and fought, but his feet slipped inch by inch on the wet concrete. Suddenly, the hand jerked Ben's arm, taking his whole body with it. That was the last anyone heard of Ben Hascom.
And there it was the fastest pod fighter in the world. and Miki was about to steal it. only standing 5 feet away he climbs up onto the pod fighter and straps himself in for the best experience of his life. As Miki is taking off he hears an alarm, the guards know he has broken into the compound and are running his way. He starts the pod fighter right up and start to take off. Right before he takes off he hears a loud popping noise his landing gear has been hit by a bullet one of the guards has shot at him. but he still some how takes off. About one minute after take off he sees it, he sees the great wall everyone has talked about, and his plan is still in action. He flies to the wall at insane speed, speeds taking him well above the sound barrier. Now for the moment he has been waiting for. He hits the wall and makes a huge hole in it. After he hit the wall he flies strait up to space to rescue his sister that was kidnapped one year ago.
Taking a deep breath, he dove under. The water was freezing cold and chilled his body to the bone. He desperately wanted to get out of the water and just give up, but his training had come to this final point and he would graduate if he could just pull the 150 pound dummy from the bottom of the freezing pool. He calmed himself and slowly let some air out his lungs and he lowered to the bottom of the pool. He had to hurry before he lost feeling in his hands and legs and the cold was already weakening him. He sunk to the bottom of the pool and quickly opened his eyes to search for the bright yellow dummy. He found his target but the water stung his eyes and he just about gasped from the surprise. He held his mouth shut and regained his composure. He quickly swam up to the dummy and wrapped his arms around the dummy's waist and heaved upward. He was slowly but surely pulling the dummy up closer to the surface. He was halfway to the surface when he started to panic, his feet got numb and swimming was getting very difficult, his breath was starting to burn from the carbon dioxide and he felt slightly light headed. He wanted to give up and the paramedics would retrieve him but he fought on. He would not give up, if he gave up here the whole year of his training would be for nothing and if he could do this he could handle anything. His mental pep talk in his head gave him a burst of energy and he surged to the surface. As his head broke the surface he didn't think a breath of air could of tasted so good on his tongue and throat. His captain who was standing on the side of the pool yelled "Time, good job. Your time was 1:15 seconds, impressive job." Right as the captain finished his sentence, he was pulled from the water and the dummy was tossed back into the freezing water. As his adrenaline rush started to fade his arms and legs were numb and he felt very light headed, despite his weakness he never felt happier. He had passed his final test and he would graduate from his training.
"Third time's a charm."
ReplyDelete"Third time's a charm," Tip laughed at me. Failing the same test and having to retake it for a second time is not cool what-so-ever. Chemistry sucks so I advise you not to take it.
"Oh come on, Kami, you know you love me!" I laughed and shook my head laughing at him. We walked out of the room together and down the school hallways out onto the campus. It was quite a beautiful sight actually, the autumn colors. The orange, red, and yellow leaves blew around my face leave me cold and out of breath.
"Let's clear out" said the woman holding the sniper to fend off incoming zombies, as the woman and her male companion beside her who was dual wielding his favorite family heirloom, two desert eagles, were firing away in the center of a massive horde of the undead. The sun was beginning to set, making it time for nightfall. This meant less vision, which in turn meant more danger of the undead flesh eaters they were currently surrounded by. Once the pair was finished blasting away at the heads of a few more zombies, they ran atop the deserted cars that were left on the road, using them as a means for higher ground. They had to make it to a safe place before the sun set completely, or they would be left alone to die in the streets.
ReplyDeleteTo his left, Ben could see those concrete cylinders with the manhole covers on top. He began to walk through the dark, night air aware that a light steam was coming out from the top of the holes. He moved toward the holes hoping to get a look inside, when a lingering stench found its way into his nostrils. Ben stepped back, getting a fresh breath of air, and continued toward the holes. He reached the nearest one, still holding his breath, and peered into the small, dark hole in the top of the cover he could see nothing.
ReplyDeleteBen was on the verge of vomiting. The stench was overwhelming. He stepped back, took a final breath of air. He bent down and flipped over the cover to the hole. The smell was attacking him, but he reluctantly peered in. On the surface of the sewage floated a half decayed body of an adult man. Ben quickly bent down to the ground to close the hole before he had a chance to keel over and hurl. Just as his hand was halfway finished dragging the lid back over the hole, a wet, slimy hand gripped his wrist. The hand started to pull with the strength of ten men. Ben fought and fought, but his feet slipped inch by inch on the wet concrete. Suddenly, the hand jerked Ben's arm, taking his whole body with it. That was the last anyone heard of Ben Hascom.
And there it was the fastest pod fighter in the world. and Miki was about to steal it. only standing 5 feet away he climbs up onto the pod fighter and straps himself in for the best experience of his life. As Miki is taking off he hears an alarm, the guards know he has broken into the compound and are running his way. He starts the pod fighter right up and start to take off. Right before he takes off he hears a loud popping noise his landing gear has been hit by a bullet one of the guards has shot at him. but he still some how takes off.
ReplyDeleteAbout one minute after take off he sees it, he sees the great wall everyone has talked about, and his plan is still in action. He flies to the wall at insane speed, speeds taking him well above the sound barrier. Now for the moment he has been waiting for. He hits the wall and makes a huge hole in it. After he hit the wall he flies strait up to space to rescue his sister that was kidnapped one year ago.
Taking a deep breath, he dove under. The water was freezing cold and chilled his body to the bone. He desperately wanted to get out of the water and just give up, but his training had come to this final point and he would graduate if he could just pull the 150 pound dummy from the bottom of the freezing pool. He calmed himself and slowly let some air out his lungs and he lowered to the bottom of the pool. He had to hurry before he lost feeling in his hands and legs and the cold was already weakening him. He sunk to the bottom of the pool and quickly opened his eyes to search for the bright yellow dummy. He found his target but the water stung his eyes and he just about gasped from the surprise. He held his mouth shut and regained his composure.
ReplyDeleteHe quickly swam up to the dummy and wrapped his arms around the dummy's waist and heaved upward. He was slowly but surely pulling the dummy up closer to the surface. He was halfway to the surface when he started to panic, his feet got numb and swimming was getting very difficult, his breath was starting to burn from the carbon dioxide and he felt slightly light headed. He wanted to give up and the paramedics would retrieve him but he fought on. He would not give up, if he gave up here the whole year of his training would be for nothing and if he could do this he could handle anything. His mental pep talk in his head gave him a burst of energy and he surged to the surface. As his head broke the surface he didn't think a breath of air could of tasted so good on his tongue and throat. His captain who was standing on the side of the pool yelled "Time, good job. Your time was 1:15 seconds, impressive job." Right as the captain finished his sentence, he was pulled from the water and the dummy was tossed back into the freezing water. As his adrenaline rush started to fade his arms and legs were numb and he felt very light headed, despite his weakness he never felt happier. He had passed his final test and he would graduate from his training.