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Show Iwages ( I'.Vords 26 ANGIE CROFT Untitled -Chosen- Parker Williams Highland High School I hadn't noticed it at first. There, just past the running, screaming people, stood the cloaked figure in the shadows. KA-BOOM! An explosion erupted to the left of me, dirt and rocks sent flying. As I ran I scanned the crowd to see were the mysterious stranger had disappeared to. There, in front of me! The figure ran, turning every other time to look back at me as if wanting me to fallow. I did. Weaving in and out of the screaming people I followed as closely as possible I watched as another building was turned into nothmg but rubble. Ever since the Zyonions had arrived there had been an uneasy felling that, maybe they were lying to us. That they really didn't come to live with us on our planet in peace, that they really didn't come here because there planet had been destroyed by a race of Snione. Though half the council and the princess had cautioned him to tum them away, the Emperor couldn't find it in his heart to do so. We lived in peace with the Zyonions for quite some time before the trouble began. The Elfin Princess had warned her father to do away with the visitors, warned him that they were not being truthful. If only he had known his daughter's clairvoyance and power, that she was the one foreseen in the prophecies; if any of us had known at all to begin with, we would have listened, we wouldn't have been in this mess. After finding out that the only reason there planet had been destroyed was because they destroyed it themselves, the Zyonions finally attacked. After overthrowing the council and murdering the emperor the Zyonions moved on with there plans: kill the princess and take over the planet. There plans would have been perfect if she had not resisted and then, disappeared. The Zyonions had to move onto plan B destroy the planet and everything on it. CRAASSSSHHH! Another of the buildings crumbled. The cloaked figure darted into the ally next to the Town Hall. I followed. I turned the corner of the ancient building and run after the mysterious individual, doing my best to keep up. I could here the sounds of the populous screaming behind me as I ran the length of the dirt path in the alley. I turned the final corner just after the stranger and met a dead end. "What?!" I must have said out loud. A dead end. A wall with a small mound of sand; long, dry grass protruding from it. Nothmg more. Then, I heard foot steps. Running. Echoing. Not behind me, nor directly in front; In front non the less, but, below. I reached down and parted some of the grass. More sand. "Damn it!" I uttered as I hung my head, slamming my fist into the mound . • |
