I was going to upload this chapter on Sunday, but seeing that I got some feedback, I've decided to upload this chapter now. Also, I forgot to mention that the majority of the cast (Wallace, Evelyn, Mo, and the Rejects) are all teenagers, around 14 years of age, just in case anyone was wondering about the age range of the cast. The main reason why I chose 14 as a good age for Wallace (and the rest of the cast), was because he still has the innocence of a child, but is also at an age where he can take on the heavy duty chores of garbage collection, and he also needs to have at least started puberty in order to develop an attraction to Evelyn (not that it will cross the line into... an "M" rating or anything like that). Just thought I'd share that little fact.
Chapter Three: "You Are Not Alone"
Wallace ran down a steep ramp, carrying a laser-tag gun toy, and followed the light; however, the light moved away from him, and he began to chase it. The chase led him down the freeway overpass he lived on, down the streets, and straight to the desert valley that was once an ocean-blue bay.
The red light stopped. A circle of the ruby-colored lights circled around the central light, so now Wallace grew puzzled. He had no idea why he was being teased by little red dots.
"Ok, now there are a ton of red lights," Wallace spoke to the lights on the ground, "Oh, you are a sneaky red light, with your red light army, aren't you—huh, what's going on?!"
The ground began to quake, and the air grew hot, as a bright light flashed in the sky, with what looked to be rocket fire descending over the ground. Wallace looked up, and panicked.
"Oh my goodness!" Wallace yelled, "I must take cover!"
Wallace dug a hole in the ground, scared of the fire columns flaming and crashing down on the ground. As he cowered in fear, the worst was soon over; no more shaking, no more fire, no more commotion. He then rose up from his hole, and hit his head on a metal object.
"OWWWWWW!" Wallace cried, "What in the trashed-up world is this?"
Come to find out, a ShoppyMart consular ship had landed on top of Wallace.
The white ship was huge, exceeding the size of two football fields. Wallace was the size of a Pomeranian compared to it. He looked around at the underside of the ship, steam blowing from different vents. All of a sudden, a door opened from the front of the rocket, and a long ramp was lowered. Wallace looked around to see if anything would come out.
"Wow," thought Wallace, "Whoever has paid me a visit must have prepared for a grand entrance."
The rocket's front door opened. A white light filled the entry. Wallace could hear voices coming from inside.
"Ok Probe One," an official began, "You're clear for go!"
What is going on? Wallace thought to himself.
At that moment, Wallace saw her step out…
She was clothed in a spotless white dress uniform with blue edges on her detached sleeves and the soles of her boots. Her hair was combed in a smooth white bob, on which the sun shone down. Her turquoise-blue eyes glimmered like gemstones. She descended gracefully down the ramp, and took her first steps on the barren dirt, when she emitted a scan beam from a control panel on her uniform. It seemed she was on a special mission. However, to Wallace, she was the most angelic view he had ever laid eyes on. Her name was Evelyn McCrea, and she was a reconnaissance scout.
Wallace was stunned by the beauty of this new arrival. As he watched her, the ship suddenly prepared for take-off. He took cover again, but the take-off was really quick. As soon as the ship was gone, Evelyn decided to stop scanning, activated her hover-shoes, and performed a freestyle hover-dance. Wallace kept staring at her, as she roller-coaster-looped above the ground, crossing the dry bay and the canyons faster than a bird could.
"I guess I was right about a 'special delivery'," Wallace sighed, "ShoppyMart must have sent me a reward for all my hard work."
Wallace fell to his knees, trying to catch his breath again. His heart raced, sweat ran down his neck, and his chest pounded at every glide the scout girl made around the rock he was hiding behind.
It was inevitable. He could not ignore the truth any longer.
He was in love.
Evelyn descended slowly above the ground, but Wallace tripped on some rock debris. In an instance, the scout picked up the disturbance as a threat, and she immediately drew out a blast cannon; it's firepower almost like that of a bomb.
Wallace was now stricken with fear. He was afraid to even look at the scout in the eye. Now Evelyn hovered through the city streets, scanning the pavement and roadwork, even the trash. She scanned the walls, and some piles of tires. Wallace had followed her, and took a look at her through a tire. Fido then came up to him.
"No, Fido!" Wallace warned his pet with a whisper, "Don't disturb her!"
Fido refused to listen. He scuttled down to the ground, where Evelyn drew out her gun and fired at the roach; however, it survived. Taking note of this, she extended her hand, and let Fido crawl up her arm. The insect then ran across her shoulders and down her body, and she laughed happily. Wallace sighed again.
Evelyn sensed the noise. She instantly began firing at the piles of tires, until she discovered the rubbish collector cowering in fear.
"Who are you?" Evelyn inquired, "Who are you? Who are you?"
Wallace didn't understand why he was being interrogated so forcefully. As the smoke cleared, he then got his first close-up look at Evelyn's flawless face.
She is like a portrait of perfection, Wallace thought to himself.
Fido crawled right back to Wallace as he jumped off Evelyn's blaster. She then proceeded to scan him. Subsequently, she labeled him "Negative", and went off on her way. Wallace just stared at the scout girl, love struck.
"Hey officer," Wallace joked to himself, "I'd like to report a stolen heart!"
All right! Evelyn's here! Chapter Four will (hopefully) arrive soon! I'm actually re-mastering and re-editing some parts since I've changed some designs and descriptions from the original draft.
