The blaring sound of sirens and the flashing of bright red lights cut through the silence of the desert night. Trucks and people in armour with flashlights ran across the open plain, away from a building with a heavyset electric fence, searching methodically through the sparse shrubs. A couple helicopters flew through the air above them, beaming their search lights onto the earth below. Branded on the side of the helicopters, trucks and armour was the logo of the Guardian Forces.
A woman with blue hair stood on the mountain, watching the chaos. She smiled smugly when she saw a man with brown hair and a slightly tattered and dirty looking pink shirt on creeping cautiously up the steep slope towards her. He was holding an object close to his chest. When he reached her he threw it at her roughly with a resigned sigh.
"Here. I got it for you. Now just let me leave as promised. I'm so finished with this. We're not saving anyone, only causing more pain. If this world's time really is almost over we should be making amends with our families, not causing them more harm." The man spoke through gritted teeth.
The woman barely paid him any mind as she carefully inspected the item he'd thrown at her. It was a long, shiny, purple, rectangle chest. It shimmered in the moonlight in almost an abnormally beautiful way.
"Now now Zack... we don't want to be hasty, do we? Or you know what will happen."
The man flinched. "Elizabeth-" Then he just sighed again and said nothing.
"Come on, lets leave before those idiots come over this way. We need to check on the OTHER idiot and make sure he's staying put."
The two of them turned and headed north down the other side of the mountain, vanishing into the shadows.
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