The exams are almost over, with only english literature and art left. I still don’t know why my art exam has to be 4 BLOODY LONG days after tomorrow’s exam which is literature. D:

*kicks school*

And here’s the main content of the blog. ^___________________________^

Hunter Hunted

Airspace between Orbis and Victoria
0350hours.

The shadow shrieked with such force that it broke the single overhanging lamp, destroying the group’s only source of light in the cabin. “Oh damn…” Matt cried out, he took baby steps with hands outstretched like a blinded person, “Sam! Damon!” Suddenly, he felt a crunching noise coming from his foot.

“Stop stepping on my foot, IDIOT!” A pained voice replied.

Damon was in a daze, the sudden transition of light made his eyes temporarily blinded. He grabbed his custom-made Slain, which was tucked in his pants with the metallic parts sticking out, and hastily put it on. He felt a sharp pain in his back, and fell down onto an object, which was soft, fleshy and yet a little hard on the inside.

Sam dropped to the floor, clutching her foot in pain. “You idiot!!!!!” She shrieked, “How am I gonna run like thi-“

A heavy force landing on her abdomen interrupted her, driving her back to the floor. Sam was immobile from her abdomen, down to her knees by the crushing force that caused her to scream out.

“****!”

Sam had her breath taken away by that blow, and mumbled in pain. She heard another gasp of shock and another weight crushing her abdomen. Apparently she could not handle the combined weight of two full-grown male teenagers who went through puberty and fainted from exhaustion.

It was all in a blur. A barrage of mumbled, incoherent words and flashing lights came streaming into Sam’s ears and eyes like a dingy discotheque with run down equipment and filled with small talk, and then all was black.

It felt like as if she was in a white area with no boundaries, no sound, no smell, no touch. Just plain white space all around her. Freaky, plain, white space all around her.

Just when Sam was used to the apparent whiteness, semi-transparent 3-dimensional cuneiforms popped out of nowhere and started to circle her like a pack of Hectors taking down their prey. Suddenly, one of the cuneiforms slammed right onto her chest, jolting her back into reality.

She heard people talking, this time, the words were much more clearer. A familiar voice shouted.

“Sam! Sam!!!! Are you okay?!”

She was mildly amused by that statement, as it was obvious she wasn’t. Sam had half a mind to retort, I’m not okay! Are you stupid or what?! was the first one she thought up of. Her other half urged her to rest, her arms ached, along with her stomach.

Matt sat beside the sleeping Sam, watching her like a brother to a sister. Damon slept spread out on the floor, snoring loudly and oblivious to his own generated sounds.

He glanced over at the clock, it was already 5 in the morning, he saw the morning sun shining majestically over the lands of Victoria and the Orbis sky. Matt smiled at the thought of reaching Orbis, he had not been there before.

Matt opened his eyes with a jolt. He was surrounded with the undead, he searched for his Titan but it was nowhere in sight. He caught sight of his sister and Damon being eaten alive by the undead, screams filled the air. Panic overwhelmed him. The first undead went in for the first strike…

And everything went blank.

He could see nothing, nil, nada, nothing at all. It was as if he was blind.

Then he could hear the distant ringing of a bell. He opened his eyes, this time in reality. The ship had already docked at Orbis harbour, they had reached Orbis, the city which is apathetic to the laws of gravity.

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Still sloppily done, but whatever. =D

*tosses biscuit jar at you* >D