So I've been thinking about Greek yogurt and regular yogurt. Is all yogurt really Greek or regular? I don't know, but anyway, I don't anything except in this except for the oc's, should they decide to actually show up. Ok so if you do read the bold letters, I'm kinda wanting your feedback on this(the yogurt thought or the story). Ok...so...please...read...the...story...and...not...this...any...more.
It was a hot, dry day with a golden sun looming over the barren wasteland below, suspended amidst a blood-red sky. Huge craters gathered shadows while long forgotten buildings in the distance held onto the ghosts of the former inhabitants. They stood only as a reminder, a glimpse into what was just like everything that was abandoned by civilization. Resting on in the glow of the setting sun, they loomed evermore beyond the reach of the past.
Gunshots sounded off in the distance, and a blue streak cut across the open landscape, masked soldiers in hot pursuit. It was a female Kineceleran or hybrid Kineceleran wearing what seemed to be combat gear. She whipped out a blaster and fired red streaks back the soldiers, downing three of them. Grinning, she turned back towards her path and zoomed ahead, quickly putting some distance between her and her pursuers.
"We can't let her get away!" They continued to slow her by firing at her back.
One of the younger soldiers cried out in a metallic voice, "You can't run forever creature!"
Suddenly she tried to come to a complete stop, pebbles and dust flying up into air as she slid for a ways. She finally stopped in the middle of a gorge. Smiling wickedly, she turned around slowly and said, "Now who said I was running."
She flicked her tail, overturning a small rock. The mirror on the bottom shone brightly as it reflected the dying sun's rays. Immediately, gunshots filled the skies as, one by one, all of the soldiers fell against the onslaught. Then, just as all of the soldiers were dispatched, the gorge went silent, the silence almost deafening. Holding her head in hopes of dispelling the ringing in her ears, she tapped on a watch strapped to her wrist, and a figure appeared on the screen, his face cloaked in shadow.
"Yes?" His blank expression sent chills up her spine, causing her to involuntarily shiver. She cleared her throat.
"It is done," she said clearly, looking for his reaction. He smiled grimly and looked down for a moment.
He looked up at her, his gaze scorching. "All of them?" A pleading note came into his voice. She frowned and paused briefly.
"They're all dead, sir." He nodded glumly, seemingly disheartened. "All of the soldiers in this sector have been given a permanent leave of absence." Looking somewhat hopeful, he allowed some small trace of a smile grace his hardened features.
Nodding he said, "Helen, you and Manny try to find Alan and rendezvous back at headquarters. Try to move as quickly as you can."
Helen looked slightly confused. "Why so soon? We still haven't taken care of the other sectors yet. The mission isn't over yet."
He looked at her calmly, silently and said, "I'm drawing up plans for an all out attack, do or die, and I want your input." She looked at him, completely taken aback. His lips formed a cool grin, and he continued slowly, "But, if you'd rather be relieving Fusion of his worthless drones, by all means. I only thought you would want t be here."
She didn't even pause for a breath. "I'm on my way." He nodded shortly, a tense smile his on his face. He seemed stressed again, and she knew he probably wasn't ever going to tell her why. "Don't you dare start without me."
He surprised her when he genuinely smiled up at her and said, "Wouldn't dream of it." He cut the connection.
Her brows became tightly knit as she looked down, deep in thought. He was so tense and distracted, today of all days, and he wasn't talking to anyone about, not even her. She pondered heavily on this thought, and it dawned on her, causing her to gasp. She seized up and nearly dropped her blaster. Manny walked up behind her, circling around to her front. He smiled and held one of his hands for a high-five. Helen didn't respond. All she could think about was that today was the anniversary of the day it all started.
She remembered it all, the explosion, the screams, and the look on his face, like a bad movie in her head that she couldn't stop. Manny suddenly touched her arm and she flinched. He had this dark look on his face like he knew. He knew what happened, but he couldn't possibly know what the significance of this day was. Looking back at the the setting sun, she faintly noticed how it glowed with the burning intensity of the very flames that stole them, all three of them.
Sounds of an explosion cracked through the air like a whip, followed by a scorching gale-force wind that threw all surrounding soldiers and Plumbers back. All of them looked back at the flames. They all noticed the faint pink glow of mana that mingled with the roaring flames. The hope that had flickered in his eyes slowly died as he watched the last traces of mana fade away. Almost beautiful, the pink glow receding back into the depths of the soaring, spiraling fire. He dropped to his knees, his eyes fixed on the flames, only the flames. Tears streamed down his cheeks like a gushing river, and he trembled violently.
After what seemed to be an eternity, she reached her hand out and touched his shoulder lightly. He flinched at her touch and look back behind him. He didn't even register that she was even standing there and instead looked out past her. He saw the Plumbers fighting a losing battle. Each of them were slowly losing ground and running out of time as each of them fell, one by one, to the steady onslaught of the enemy blasters. He stood shakily, drawing the attention of a few of the remaining Plumbers.
"Fall back," he cried out hoarsely, meeting their dumbfounded stares. He struggled for a breath of air and steadied himself as he repeated himself. "I said fall back!" His face turned colder as he turned away from them, not even bothering to wait for anyone to follow him.
Slowly, some of the Plumbers who trusted him at this point withdrew from their their attack and followed him as he staggered on, leading them far away from the distrustful Plumbers and the dying whisper of the scorching flames.
Helen blinked and shook her head. Manny frowned again and reaching forward, wiping the tear that slid down her cheek. She looked up at him sadly and gave a halfhearted smile. Immediately he pulled her into a crushing hug. She buried her face into his chest, focusing on the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. Somehow his heartbeat steadied her nerves. He opened his eyes and looked down at her.
"You okay," he questioned hesitantly. She looked up at him and nodded. He frowned at her, and she sighed.
"I will be, Manny." She looked away from him, not wanting her eyes to give her away. Silently, she skated in the direction of headquarters. He watched her go with slight surprise showing in his eyes, but he followed her anyway. He knew better than to question her when she was like this. She was going to be okay, just like Terran would be. They were both going to get through this mess, no matter what, Manny would make sure of it.
