Poor, poor, girl. You might call me mean, or eccentric. But sacrifices must be made for entertainment. Let's see how the next chapter works out, ok?
Chapter 2: A New Bond
She paced the room, trying to get Zofia out of her mind, but she couldn't. Zofia was just looking straight at the man that everybody called General Dugan. She looked at him with a calm expression on her face, like the nuclear attack didn't do anything to her, only her country. Zofia was the one who brought her to Australia six years ago as a surprise honeymoon. She rolled her wedding ring around her finger as she remembered her husband. He must have died in the explosion, where else could he be? She slid it off and read the message that she knew off by heart.
With my love through out the years, I give you this ring.
She looked at the screen again while everybody else was busy on their radios, shuffling papers and talking about coded messages they had received. How could they be so casual with all the death and pain going on in the world. What kind of people could be that deprived of emotion, what IS going on in their heads? These questions and emotions were all running through her head at the same time and she had to sit down. She looked up and saw the psychiatrist standing at the door, "Are you ready?" he asked.
She nodded her head and started to talk.
He looked down at the button on the console; it would cause damage if he pressed that button. He could not not press it, but what of the consequences? Many people would hate him for pressing that button, but he didn't care. This is what he was trained for, destruction. Many other people will die; others will be at loss. But he would wait, he would wait until all was quiet, all was unprepared. The button was a new creation, a new weapon that would do more damage than any other. It would strike over Russia, and Australia, destroying what the Nuclear Missiles didn't. It would take out its powers on the remainder of the crippled cities and take out the survivors. Without any remorse, Yuri placed his finger on the button and pushed it, striking Russia and Australia, the area affected wider than the Nuclear Strike.
I looked up at the Moscow sky, dark clouds surrounding the area. My breath sounded heavy inside the radiation suit, fog clouding the protective shield. I crouched down and picked up a small rock, sent miles across Moscow as the nuke struck. Small, pinkish-red bolts of lightning leaped from the clouds, giving off a giant red glow to the ground below. I saw the flicker off the light and looked up, radioactive rain flecked on my suit and plastic shield, causing me to wipe it off with the arm of the suit. I saw the bolts of pink "electricity" as a small piece of rock crunched beside me. I quickly turned around and swung my arm out to the thing that crunched the stone, it was another person in a radiation suit. I rotated my arm in a circle and locked my arm with theirs, and did the same with the other. The other person swept their leg at mine, but I avoided it by jumping over and thrusted my knee forward which the person avoided by rolling her arms around with her body and twisting mine so we were back to back. I pulled forward and the person rolled over my back, letting go of my arms and mine theirs. They landed on their feet and twisted around to throw and kick, so fast that I only just got it to glance off into my shoulder.
I only know one person who can kick like that!
She, I knew that now, spun around on her newly placed foot and kicked again. I knew her strategy, for I had fought her many times, and ducked forward and rolled, sweeping her feet out from underneath her with my leg. She landed heavily, obviously surprised by the move, and changed her way to the fight. She knew who I was now, and now this was a fight for kicks. I jumped to the side and charged as her heel of her shoe struck the concrete where I was standing. But she was ready and ducked down and charged her self her fist came at my chest and I twisted around to avoid it and grabbed it, twisting her arm around her back. I grabbed her wrist and pushed It forward, pressuring the joint. She rolled the down and slipped out of my grip, giving her a perfect shot of my head. She shot her fist at my face but I bent back, grabbed the wrist and flipped over backwards and landed a few feet away from her. I took a few steps back, she did the same and we got ready. We charged at each other and leaped into the air, our bodies collided and tangled together in mid-air, wrapped around each other from the collision. We both landed on our sides and she kicked her leg over her head and I grabbed it.
"So, Zofia, what brings you here?" I said with a small smirk in my words. "I thought you would be on the other side, trying to find out what went wrong with all of your Allied friends."
"None of your business, Sreveal, now what is all of this pink lightning?"
"I have no idea, but it is causing some disturban-"
At that moment, a huge bolt of pink lightning struck down and sliced open my radiation suit.
"Shit!" I yelled, the radiation suit melting and clinging to my skin from the extreme heat. I had a burn on my arm and the skin was a dark brown. Another volt struck down behind Zofia and we began to run.
We ran towards a building, which got exploded before we reached it. We headed down hill, towards the centre of Moscow, what a mistake that was. I held my hand over the hole and wound so I could keep the radiation couldn't seep through. We got near the centre when a bolt hit a pole on the other side. A blue psychic wave shot out in a circle.
Zofia let out a long breath, "Yuri..."
It went on a chain reaction to all of the antenna's anfd poles around Moscow, heading straight for us. We started to run away but the bolts caught up to us. I jumped on Zofia to cover her from the blast. The psychic wave hit us and sent me smashing into a war, Zofia was unaffected from my cover. I caught a glimpse of Zofia getting up off the ground and running towards me before the lightning hit me. I was sent through the wall and my last view of Zofia was her face through the radiation suits protective shield, eyes full of un-cries tears and sadness.
Chapter 2: A New Bond
She paced the room, trying to get Zofia out of her mind, but she couldn't. Zofia was just looking straight at the man that everybody called General Dugan. She looked at him with a calm expression on her face, like the nuclear attack didn't do anything to her, only her country. Zofia was the one who brought her to Australia six years ago as a surprise honeymoon. She rolled her wedding ring around her finger as she remembered her husband. He must have died in the explosion, where else could he be? She slid it off and read the message that she knew off by heart.
With my love through out the years, I give you this ring.
She looked at the screen again while everybody else was busy on their radios, shuffling papers and talking about coded messages they had received. How could they be so casual with all the death and pain going on in the world. What kind of people could be that deprived of emotion, what IS going on in their heads? These questions and emotions were all running through her head at the same time and she had to sit down. She looked up and saw the psychiatrist standing at the door, "Are you ready?" he asked.
She nodded her head and started to talk.
He looked down at the button on the console; it would cause damage if he pressed that button. He could not not press it, but what of the consequences? Many people would hate him for pressing that button, but he didn't care. This is what he was trained for, destruction. Many other people will die; others will be at loss. But he would wait, he would wait until all was quiet, all was unprepared. The button was a new creation, a new weapon that would do more damage than any other. It would strike over Russia, and Australia, destroying what the Nuclear Missiles didn't. It would take out its powers on the remainder of the crippled cities and take out the survivors. Without any remorse, Yuri placed his finger on the button and pushed it, striking Russia and Australia, the area affected wider than the Nuclear Strike.
I looked up at the Moscow sky, dark clouds surrounding the area. My breath sounded heavy inside the radiation suit, fog clouding the protective shield. I crouched down and picked up a small rock, sent miles across Moscow as the nuke struck. Small, pinkish-red bolts of lightning leaped from the clouds, giving off a giant red glow to the ground below. I saw the flicker off the light and looked up, radioactive rain flecked on my suit and plastic shield, causing me to wipe it off with the arm of the suit. I saw the bolts of pink "electricity" as a small piece of rock crunched beside me. I quickly turned around and swung my arm out to the thing that crunched the stone, it was another person in a radiation suit. I rotated my arm in a circle and locked my arm with theirs, and did the same with the other. The other person swept their leg at mine, but I avoided it by jumping over and thrusted my knee forward which the person avoided by rolling her arms around with her body and twisting mine so we were back to back. I pulled forward and the person rolled over my back, letting go of my arms and mine theirs. They landed on their feet and twisted around to throw and kick, so fast that I only just got it to glance off into my shoulder.
I only know one person who can kick like that!
She, I knew that now, spun around on her newly placed foot and kicked again. I knew her strategy, for I had fought her many times, and ducked forward and rolled, sweeping her feet out from underneath her with my leg. She landed heavily, obviously surprised by the move, and changed her way to the fight. She knew who I was now, and now this was a fight for kicks. I jumped to the side and charged as her heel of her shoe struck the concrete where I was standing. But she was ready and ducked down and charged her self her fist came at my chest and I twisted around to avoid it and grabbed it, twisting her arm around her back. I grabbed her wrist and pushed It forward, pressuring the joint. She rolled the down and slipped out of my grip, giving her a perfect shot of my head. She shot her fist at my face but I bent back, grabbed the wrist and flipped over backwards and landed a few feet away from her. I took a few steps back, she did the same and we got ready. We charged at each other and leaped into the air, our bodies collided and tangled together in mid-air, wrapped around each other from the collision. We both landed on our sides and she kicked her leg over her head and I grabbed it.
"So, Zofia, what brings you here?" I said with a small smirk in my words. "I thought you would be on the other side, trying to find out what went wrong with all of your Allied friends."
"None of your business, Sreveal, now what is all of this pink lightning?"
"I have no idea, but it is causing some disturban-"
At that moment, a huge bolt of pink lightning struck down and sliced open my radiation suit.
"Shit!" I yelled, the radiation suit melting and clinging to my skin from the extreme heat. I had a burn on my arm and the skin was a dark brown. Another volt struck down behind Zofia and we began to run.
We ran towards a building, which got exploded before we reached it. We headed down hill, towards the centre of Moscow, what a mistake that was. I held my hand over the hole and wound so I could keep the radiation couldn't seep through. We got near the centre when a bolt hit a pole on the other side. A blue psychic wave shot out in a circle.
Zofia let out a long breath, "Yuri..."
It went on a chain reaction to all of the antenna's anfd poles around Moscow, heading straight for us. We started to run away but the bolts caught up to us. I jumped on Zofia to cover her from the blast. The psychic wave hit us and sent me smashing into a war, Zofia was unaffected from my cover. I caught a glimpse of Zofia getting up off the ground and running towards me before the lightning hit me. I was sent through the wall and my last view of Zofia was her face through the radiation suits protective shield, eyes full of un-cries tears and sadness.
