Earth was where humans lived, grew, and thrived. We have evolved in ways unthought of, and gained abilities no one had even thought of. It was quite a confusing thing really. We learned to read and write, to hunt and eat; human nature was either bring out or suppressed along with it. We learn, we have, unlike few other organisms, from people who teach us things; like a protégé or a teacher. Humanity was, so far, at its peak. It wouldn't take long before we all destroyed something, so why not ourselves?
[MORNING]
A dull thud echoed in Ike's ears as he awoke from his troubled sleep, his feet and hands felt like white noise as he moved them slowly. Glancing at his alarm clock, it had been 7 o' clock when he woke up, and he only had a minute before he had to wake up. Frowning and letting out a frustrated groan, Ike unplugged his alarm clock, his face already in its normal scowl. Well, it was the weekend, he might as well go outside and do something worthwhile, whyever he kept his alarm clock on for the weekend was beyond him, but he didn't mind it either way. Ike grabbed his phone and checked his messages, only a few coming from Roy about school work and some reminders from Mist. Ike sat up and tossed it onto his pillow, his head feeling like it contained the cosmos as soon as he tossed his feet over the edge. Grunting, Ike let his feet drop onto the cold wooden floor and stay there while he regained his wits. His phone buzzed on his pillow as he stood up, but he ignored it as he made his way to the bathroom across the hall. A good guess would be that Roy wanted to ask him to come to the park, pitch until sundown, and walk back home. He guessed that the redhead still wasn't comfortable barging into Ike's home. Ike entered the bathroom across the hall with little to no surprise, only stumbling once or twice the entire trip. Ike gazed at himself in the mirror, combing his hands through his hair and turning on the tap to the sink; he had to at least brush his teeth and put on deodorant before he went anywhere. Ike finished his bathroom to - do list with little to no worries and traveled back to his room, smelling Mist toiling downstairs with breakfast and possibly lunch. Ike tossed on a simple tee shirt and pants duo and checked his phone, Roy wanting to meet up with him at the park and practice a little for the game on Monday. Ike sighed,"I wish that he would discuss this on Friday or something." Ike said, slipping on his Converses and walking from his room, making sure to lock the door before he left. You never knew what Mist could do to something as precious as your room. "Hey, Mist!" Ike called, waiting for an answer and getting one in the form of pots and pans rattling wildly," I'm heading out, make sure not to set the house on fire while I'm gone." He said, rushing down the stairs, grabbing his bag of gear, and running out the door before Mist could question him.
Ike rushed down the street with a large bag filled with baseballs and his catchers gear, the weight of it all weighing him down as he rushed to the park. Knowing Roy, he wasn't simply punctual, he was there 15 minutes or maybe an hour before, so yes, of course he would be there already. Ike turned as soon as he saw the Altea - Ylisse St. sign, his eyebrows furrowed as he crashed into the park gates, stopping a foot infront of Roy. Ike was a panting mess from the 3 minute run, but he was carrying something so heavy. Roy laughed openly at Ike, his eyes squinted at the male panting heavily infront of him, he mitt on his hand catching Ike's attention,"You ready already, huh?" Ike wheezed out, a small, slightly gritty smile. Roy stiffened and nodded,"Yeah, but Marth borrowed my baseball, so I need one of yours." Roy said, opening his hand and reaching out for the bag Ike had. Ike stood straight just as two children passed infront of him and Roy, smiling and laughing as if Ike and Roy weren't there. Ike grabbed a ball and passed it to Roy, the redhead thanking him with a smile and heading off towards the baseball diamond at the back of the park. As they walked, Ike felt the slight draft of freezing air come from the east, making him wince and shiver, how odd. Roy glanced back at Ike, stopping at the part he was supposed to,"You know where to go, Ike?" He said, the sentence ending with a sort of questioning tone instead of his normally playful manner. Ike nodded and moved to the catchers spot right behind home base, a small frown on his face as he put on his gear.
After he finished that, Ike told Roy his signs and signalled for a fastball to the center, and Roy delivered, a nearly perfect pitch,"That was a little high." He said, tossing the ball back to the redhead, a slight draft of cold wind returning to chill Ike to the bone once again. Roy caught it and nodded,"The same pitch?" He asked, squinting as if to see Ike through the mask he had on. Ike nodded and put up his glove, Roy throwing a fastball and having it hit lower, not much, but just enough,"Perfect, Roy. I wonder if you can keep it that way." Ike taunted, a small smirk on his face as he lifted his mask and tossed back the ball. Roy frowned slightly before firing his reply,"Maybe I will Ike, just maybe." He said, a small smile on his face as Ike's smirk wavered a bit.
Then, a rumbling like they never felt before, a few of the stands creaking and crashing down in a matter of seconds. Ike felt his heart leap to his chest, Roy immediately crouching down and moving beside him,"We need to go." He whispered as if he had no other tone in his voice. Ike nodded and stood, moving himself to stand, helping Roy up as well as they stood on jello legs. Ike felt the coldness of Roy's hand on his skin, the rough patches of skin rubbing against Ike's arm, it was like cement,"We run." Was all Roy said before they bolted, his eyes furrowed to why Roy was so calm in such a situation. Ike eard the children running out of the park, the slide and swings already fallen as they ran on shaky ground. Ike felt his knees go weak for a moment, his knees threatening to collapse if Roy hadn't kept running. Once they made their way from the park, Ike regained his senses,"Okay, here's the plan," he heard Roy start, taking Ike's attention,"we head on to Hyrule Avenue, go to Ylisse - Altea Street to grab Marth and the others, then we meet up somewhere, okay?" He said, glancing at Ike for a quick moment before he saw a few cars crash, people being flung out the front window without any warning, just the sick crack of the impact of their head on the street. Ike glanced away as they headed to Hyrule Ave.
Once they got to Hyrule Ave., Ike felt his lungs give a wheeze, his heart beating in his ears as a small ringing echoed through his head. Roy gazed around at the peace around them, a street vendor simply gazing at them curiously. Toon Link, who they had met many times, walked up to them with an apple, holding it out. Roy refused, as did Ike. Toon shrugged and ate it as Ike slowly opened his mouth, the cool air burning his throat,"Hey, Toon. Do you think you can get Link to come?" He asked, his voice coming out strained and cracked as the young Hyrulian stared at him questioningly. He slowly nodded, taking another bite of the apple before he rushed off down the dirt road. Roy fiddled with his dirt and soot covered shirt, his eyes downcast as something plagued his mind,"I'll go." He muttered, Ike raising his eyebrows at the word choice,"Go where?" He asked, a small frown on his face as he leaned in closer to Roy's level,"I want to go to Altea - Ylisse Street, but I don't want to leave you here to wait for me." He mumbled, still in deep thought about it. Ike frowned,"You said it yourself; we'll meet up somewhere. I would say we should head towards the town square." He said, lightly nudging Roy's shoulder. Roy nodded a quiet nod,"Okay, make sure to take whoever you can. Speaking of that: should I grab our parents as well?" He asked, Ike's mind flashing to Mist before he answered. His father was probably looking for him right now, but they were probably escaping the area they were in. Ike shook his head,"No, they can handle themselves." He said, Roy reluctantly nodding before he turned around towards the outside of the portal, a distant thudding in his ears.
With that small amount of hope, Roy rushed off before his thoughts betrayed him.
I got it rewritten, but I'm not sure if I can do that for all of the other chapters; too much work. Heck, I'm not even sure if I'm using punctuation correctly in this fic, but it'll have to do. I mean... the deadline is tomorrow. Oh well, I can somewhat attempt it.