Mr.Who2123: Phantasy Star Online is not mine…I know, it's shocking. Kemero and Armos, however, are MINE! (Gives Armos a hug)
Preparations
Kemero held a small bag, and that was it. He was tapping his fingers absently at his side, and leaned to his side to see how long the line was. The scientists had finished their vehicles, called the Pioneers, and all 500,000 people were standing in a line to get in. Unfortunately, Kemero was near the end of the line, and he had waited for eight hours already.
The line started outside in large plains and ended miles away in a desert. Kemero couldn't even glimpse the vehicles that were far ahead, but he was curious as to what it looked like. Kemero shifted his weight to his other leg and continued to wait in the ridiculous line.
"What are you doing at this hour?" an elderly man croaked, shuffling himself forward next to a figure that sat on a green hill. The old man held a staff older than himself, and an exquisite red diamond was on the top, and the oak wood crept around the jewel, locking it in place. The sitting man turned briefly and glanced at the old man. He beckoned for him to sit, and the old man complied.
"Something will happen. I just know it," replied the figure, his voice sounding much younger than the sage next to him. His golden hair reached the midpoint of his neck, and it looked slightly shaggy and thick. Two floating mags were at his sides, hovering just above their shoulders. Their teal coloring glinted in the limited light of the moon. The younger man sighed. Something terrible.
"Is this about that wall?" the old man inquired exhaustion suddenly in his voice. The lesser of the two didn't reply. It might be…
"Welcome to Pioneer 1!" greeted a guard who stood next to one of the three towering ships. Kemero craned his neck to see the top of three silver ships, all painted silver. The ships were humongous and identical, except the first ship which had a large black ring around the front of the vehicle.
"Wow," Kemero muttered at the ships. He had never seen something so large.
"Go on ahead," the guard said, as if oblivious to the giant crafts. Kemero stepped on the ship to see a long hallway with rooms branching out on either side. The walls were royal blue, and the floor was a soft carpet. Kemero walked to a random room and opened it, to see another room, except giant, and filled with people. Must be the main room of the ship, the Ranger thought, stepping through. Everywhere he went, it was crowded with survivors of the plague, most of them with large bags or holding children. It was sad to see so many sick and tired people on Pioneer 1. They all seemed miserable or anxious, and looked skeptically at the ship. Kemero knew what they were thinking. What if they don't make it? What if the government was just leading them to a disaster? Uneasiness was felt in every room he went.
Kemero walked through countless rooms, looking for a free chair, or anything to sit on. Almost all of them were filled with tired people or victims of the dying planet, laying back sluggishly. Upon entering what seemed the billionth door, Kemero came upon a chair, and it was a nice one too. It was made of red velvet, and it could even recline. The chair was right in front of a clear metal window that allowed a great view. He started for it with a quick walk when he noticed another man walk towards it as well. The two made contact and glared at each other with intensity as they sped their brisk walk to a dash. Kemero saw he wasn't going to make it and made a huge leap for it, reaching for the heavenly chair with outstretched arms. Kemero felt himself fall on the soft padding of the chair and grinned. The competetor of the chair huffed and walked away, indignant.
Kemero reclined in the chair and looked outside. The sun was dipping into the distant mountains to start the beginning of the night. He yawned and closed his eyes, falling asleep.
Red lights flashed everywhere, and Kemero shot out of the chair. Alarms buzzed off everywhere, toning out any kind of noise. Many people screamed or were panicked at the alert. A voice came through a speaker rushed and full of panic.
"Meteors are headed towards, repeat, we are in danger! Strap yourselves in your seats!" the voice faded, and more people began to scream. Kemero looked out the giant window. Flaming, giant meteors were everywhere, coming closer to the Pioneers. The Ranger sighed at the speaker.
"Tell the people they were in danger. Not very smart are you?" he dropped back into his seat and found a seatbelt buried in the soft cloth. With a long stroke, Kemero buckled it into the strap and waited for his fate.
"Someone is trying to break through our defensive meteors!" yelled a man, pointing to a silver glint in the sky. The younger man that had sat with the elder looked up at the ship trying to dodge one of the magic barriers. "What do we do, General Wreathen?" the guard asked again, this time he was calm.
Armos Wreathen kept his gaze on the ship.
"They don't look dangerous. Let them through," the general replied.
"But sir-," the guard began.
"You deny my orders?" Armos Wreathen demanded with a threat evident in his voice. The guard remained silent and left, giving orders to clear the meteor barrier.
"They look unprepared, that ship. Just like I was when I entered that cave,"
"Do you see anything?" a voice sounded from a small communicator. Armos stopped and plucked the device from his belt and spoke in it.
"No yet," he replied and put the communicator back on his belt. The whole mission was uneventful, and he expected nothing to happen. The room around him was pitch black and the only light that was visible was from his mags that glowed with photon energy.
A rumble erupted, and a roar was heard all around Armos. He stopped and unsheathed two small handles. He pushed the small button, and blue blades shot out of each of them. The general glanced around him. Nothing was there, yet…
A giant claw decorated with raw photon sliced at Armos from the darkness of the ruin, but the hunter jumped away. He heard another noise coming from behind him. Again, a giant blade like claw came at him, and Armos barely managed to block it with his own blade. Armos thrust his blade at the darkness and killed the unknown enemy that lurked in the dark.
A deep pain came at the general as a claw sliced his back, receiving a cry from the hunter. He stabbed the monster, and the sound of a collapse reassured him that it was dead.
Another roar was heard from the monsters, and one of them came out of the darkness. They had no face, and photon was being filtered throughout it, and light was all around it. The monster dragged two claws that were twice the size of a normal arm.
The monster sliced at Armos, but missed, for the hunter was too quick. Another monster came at Armos and ripped at his stomach. Armos screamed and fell on the floor. More of the monsters surrounded him.
"Left my guard…down…," he gasped as the monsters came closer with their claws ready to tear him apart.
Kemero's nails dug into the soft leather of the chair as a meteor passed by him. He could see the space, vast and beautiful, but all Kemero was thinking of was hoping he would make it in one piece. The meteor missed by inches, and Kemero could feel the heat of the meteor. Kemero noticed that the planet had meteors all around it, as if guarding the place. The meteor moved away by pure luck, and the course to the planet was clear.
The red lights finally turned off, and everyone's ears were ringing from the sudden stop of the deafening sound.
Kemero sighed as Pioneer 1 came closer to the new planet. A voice came up on the speaker, but the voice was shaky and stuttering as he spoke.
"We, we, made it th, through the…meteors," the voice projected through the whole ship. A loud cheer erupted from all the refugees, and some people even threw their hats to the ceiling. Kemero slouched in his chair and sighed with relief.
"We made it!" he yelled to no one in particular.
Mr.Who2123: Yay for Kemero! OH NO! POOR ARMOS! (Hugs Armos who is pretty much ticked off)
Armos: I know you love me so why don't you go to your General Wreathen Shrine?
Mr.Who2123: Good Idea! BYE! (Skips Away)
Armos: Hehe, we said we wouldn't do funny stuff, so we'll try to subside it. Anyways, review.
(Notice 7/13/07 - I have revised this chapter and made it a lot more descriptive. Enjoy!)