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Angela Mortus
James Blackwell
Annalisia Meekina
Nick Adkins
Alba Kirk
Seraphine Albion
Su Yan Ming
Elektra Thompson
Lagoon Hail
Jhonen Moore
Third
Welcome to The Games.
The plump man dabbed at his perspiring forehead once again with a dark red cloth and stood slightly straighter on his large podium, the loud, obnoxious, horns finally ending in their unnatural, metallic sounds. He swallowed and cleared his throat as he fixed the microphone attached to the gleaming, silver podium, so that he would be able to talk quickly into it.
"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen of The Colonies. It is Friday as you know, and today is the day of shipment, just as it's been for the past thirty years. "The high-ranking official continued, a fake smile plastered on his chubby face, reaching up to his rosy red cheeks.
He made the same announcement as he had..for thirty years or so…and continued,
"Bring them in." He said deadly serious now to the Military Sargent, dressed formally in all white, his badges gleaming in the artificial lights that surrounded them all, just behind the fake sky and clouds lied the lights..
The solider nodded quickly as he marched off, the small heel on the bottom of his shoe clicking promptly as he took each step across the freshly paved sidewalk. He stopped fast at the dull metal truck and unlocked the back of it quickly, his gloved hands not stopping until it was opened and men and women alike coming off the truck, hands behind their backs with laser-cuffs slapped on their hands tight, the blue gleam seeming to mock them as the light glowered from behind them in an eerie fashion.
Seven.
Seven people got off the back of the large delivery truck, hoping down off the slab and were pushed forward by another high-ranking soldier.
They came into a line and then were put into an actual order by the Sargent.
The official standing on the stage cleared his throat as one chubby hand grabbed the paper and fixed it slightly before moving on.
"Jhonen Moore, for the murders of seven innocent civilians."
The first man smirked despite the remark just made, his head bowing lowly for a moment before placing it back at its normal height to reveal the sickly pale skin, one red eye, and short trimmed dark hair along with goatee. He scanned the crowd and found that almost all the women were gasping, the men smiling devilishly, murmuring about how 'he got what was coming to 'im!'
"Lagoon Hail, for the account of one murder and a series of theft."
The second man who couldn't have been a day older than sixteen looked up remorsefully and, his lightly tanned skin clashing against his purple-blue eyes and short dark hair, that fringe that lied over one eye marked with blue streaks.
"Elektra Thompson. Also known as..the black dragon…for a series of uncountable murders.." The man swallowed harshly and nervously twitched while fiddling at his collar before, the woman he had been addressing turned to him, her long eyelashes batting seductively for a moment with a large smirk on her face.
Her thick full lips turned upwards as though to mock him.
He cleared his throat and darted his eyes away from her nervously as he continued the reading,
"Su Yan Min, for one account of murder."
The woman did not budge at all but stared down at the concrete, one arm missing, the other cuff was then instead, attached to another criminal, Lagoon Hail. She bit her lip and glared down silently, filling her soul twist in spirals as the man announced what she was convicted of.
"Alba Kirk, for treason."
The woman in her respective army print jacket almost seemed comical in the situation, hand cuffs around her peach, dainty, wrists.
Her light brown eyes seemed glare maliciously out into the crowd of surrounding people as her platinum blonde hair sashayed in front of her face.
"Annalisia Meekina, for one account of murder."
The next down the line was this woman of course, and she nodded, her wavy black hair bouncing as she did so.
"And lastly, but certainly not least, is Angela Mortus, for a multiple accounts of murder."
The last woman down the line did not seemed phases as she licked her bottom lip thoughtfully, her light brown hair in a ponytail, pulled through a floppy cap.
"You seven have been charged with Level 3 offenses. Your punishment is life on Planet 13. You will be transported immediately on the HFO 13. In there you will seven backpacks, these have a few things we are required to give to you, by law. Put these on as soon as you enter the craft, fasten your seatbelts, and Have Fun on 13."
The crowd jeered with excitement as the seven were pushed along the glistening sidewalk and into the the rather large spacecraft, Jhonen being the back despite his former position of being first. As each went in, Jhonen stopped right outside the craft, stopping to stare into the room where each person was fastened into their own seat, a sack on their back already.
"Scared?" A man behind him whispered into his ear, laughing maliciously.
Jhonen smirked and shook his head before snorting, "Don't miss the 12 O'clock." And with that said, he flailed back smashed his own head into the man's chest, causing a chain reaction of two other officers falling to the ground and a round of gasps out of the crowd. The man Jhonen originally pushed tumbled backwards, eyes wide in fear, and just before he was able to catch himself, he lost balance and fell backwards again, into the street and into an oncoming car.
The man rolled across the car and landed on the street with a sickening crunch, his head smashing against the pavement and a spurt of blood flying all around as the tires screeched on the car.
"You sick son of a bitch!" An officer screamed, grabbing his pistol quickly, aiming it at the laughing mans head before another soldier pushed Jhonen into the spacecraft, creating a human shield, taking the bullet into the chest.
He gagged on his own blood, choking for a moment or two before Jhonen leaned down beside him, grabbing him by the arm and pulling him up to his mouth.
"You must no value your life to save a man who is already damned.."
With this Jhonen chuckled for a moment and shaking his head, "I don't feel bad for you..this was your own choice."
A mad look in his eyes, the last sight the officer ever saw was the one blood shot eye dancing in front of him as the door swung closed and the rocket took off at a frightening speed.
Flying up into the air, out of chaos, a section of the 'sky' opened, closed behind them and then the top of the glass dome opened, releasing them out into space. Onto a long journey to Planet 13.
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A bit short, but I just wanted that chapter to sort of say who is being taken to Planet 13, a bit about themselves, what they did, and then a short little amount of chaos at the end made it all worth-while, right? Hope so, and thanks for reading. please review.
-Question of the chapter (I do this in every chapter..something random just to be able to get to know our character a little better and who knows? May be used in the story later.): What voice actor do you think would be best to sound like your character?
-Thanks! Questions, concerns, comments? Leave it in a review or PM me. Either way works. (I prefer reviews though..just saying..)
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