Colony in the Core

Right then the lights went out. Then screams and smashing of plates.

“Escaped prisoners!” someone shouted.

“Stay calm!” a woman shouted.

“Draw your guns!”

Everyone was screaming, fire ascended into the air, lighting the room. Jun stared at it, then followed it down to the adult Official in red-orange, the fire came from the blade of a scimitar.

Then another stream of fire appeared, from the top of a lance in Siln’s hand.

Jun looked at the tables. There were injured people underneath them and several still sitting on them; each had yellow smudge on them. They were very still; they seemed frozen. Knives were held in the hands of the alert men in the red vests. A young maid was swinging in the air at a shadow by the wall with a broom, and a soldier drew out a comb, mistaken for the gun in his pocket.

“Over there!” Jun shouted, directing his finger toward the door.

Two dark figures were moving out into the halls. The Officials, quickly held up their left hands, fisted their right and placed the thumb-knuckle end against the left palm.

“What are you doing?” Jun and Mary asked them quickly.

“What average people can’t do,” Siln began, and the Officials drew out a weapon after a thin, quick flash of gold light coming from the symbols on their uniform and white light that appeared in their hands.

Ragly unsheathed a purple, metal bar from his left hand with a point at the end. Two blades, each one with symbols on it, shot out from the sides to become an axe. Tama pulled out a rapier with a glistening white handle with symbols on the hilt. Krinei unleashed a single light-blue sai, which she snapped into two. There were symbols on the hilt also. Lana slapped out a knife with symbols on one side of the blade, swung it in the air and a thin silver rope drew out of the top of the handle so it became a whip, and Sapphizar pulled out a long rod with a blade that shot out of the tip to become a lance with brown outlines on the blade which also had a symbol on it.

“You kids go get them!” the adult Official in black shouted, pointing at the doors which Jun and Mary came through. “We’ll alarm the guards on the walls! Oh, sorry Siln, Sapphizar...adults of the young array too!”

“Come on!” Siln spoke to Mary and Jun, “you’re both Officials now. ”

The two mimicked the Officials. Mary slowly pulled out a green hooking sword with gold symbols, and rubbed her eyes. “I’m hallucinating!”

“It splits,” said Siln, looking at the others that were already running toward the door. “Criss-cross the handles.”

A single sword appeared, making an ‘x’ with the first one. Her eyes were wide-opened.

Jun tried it; he pulled out a six-inch dagger, which in seconds extended to a meter long, black-bladed sword with a golden hilt, as well as containing the golden inscriptions on his shirt on both sides of the blade. He thought this was extremely beautiful - the hilt had a jade diamond, and both the sword and hilt was remarkably light, he wasn’t really familiar with a sword like this, he’s always fought with a Damascus sword, well he never really fought, he just knows how to fight with them.

“Now come on!” Siln hurried.

Jun was not entirely frightened of the event. Jun ran out of the banquet hall and into the pitch black, inner building that was dimly lit by Siln’s spear and Wan‘s sword that was glowing white. He ran up the steps with the others, while Ragly went inside a room. Just then, Jun saw Lana falling from several floors up, to the first floor.

“Lana!” Jun bawled. He ran to the rail, and a streak of flames slashed about a foot away from Jun’s face. It was Lana on a board with small rockets attached to the side.

“Don’t worry about me!” Lana shouted back as she flew up several floors.

Jun ran up about three more flights, already feeling fatigued. He hasn’t done this much running since the day he left school on the surface when a mine exploded nearby.

“Draker!” Mary shouted, two flights above of him, “One of those terrorist people, prisoners, whatever! He jumped down to the first floor.”

“Aiya,” Jun moaned in disbelief. He’s already had enough of this. This was too much for him. Jun, tightened his grip on the hilt to let out his anger and stress as he ran down to the first floor.

After a little while, Jun reached the bottom.

Ching! Something small hit a door. Jun couldn’t make it out, but it looked flat.

“Here Draker!” Siln shouted from the eighth floor, where two Officials were chasing after a man running away up a set of stairs after another.

Jun could the symbols light up on the Officials uniform as they shot something at the man from their weapons.

Siln unleashed a fireball the size of a basketball by a wave of his spear. The fireball fell to the first floor, lighting up large portions of the floors as it dropped. As the ball quickly made it to the second floor, Jun saw a figure dressed like a ninja, with night goggles on. The terrorist whipped out several yellow stars and flung one at Jun, who quickly ducked, escaping a deadly blow in the head, and the star hit the door behind him. One after another, the villain barraged him with star after star.

The fireball then vanished into oblivion as it collided with the floor.

Jun rolled several feet to the side, hearing the impact of every shuriken.

Suddenly the lights flickered on.

Jun glanced back but only for a second and saw seven stars glued on every spot he paused to roll, forming a straight line, and two stars on the door beside the stairs, beside the position his head was at. He was surprised at this. He might have been worn out from the running, but that was just his legs. Just now he was rolling with his arms, which hadn’t done anything but swing ruthlessly during the sprinting.