After a week off due to a chaotic life and brain block, I’m back with a blog battle story. The blog battles are run by the awesome Rachel Ritchie – This weeks word is bricks and the blog battle rules are below:
- 1000 words max
- fictional tale (or true if you really want)
- PG (no more than PG-13) Content – let’s keep this family friendly!
- Your story must contain the word(s) from the theme and/or be centered around the theme in a way that shows it is clearly related
- Go for the entertainment value!
- State the Genre of your story at the top of your post.
- Post your story on Tuesday, by 11:59 PM PST
- Use the hashtag #BlogBattle when tweeting your story, put a link back to your #BlogBattle Short Story in the comments section of this page, and/or include a link to this page in your own blog post (it creates a “ping-back” which will alert me and our friends to your #BlogBattle post)
- Have fun!
Sebastian lay there for a moment. He wasn’t sure what shocked him most, the speed at which the building fell apart or the fact that he was still alive. He moved one arm, then another, his leg. As he lifted his weight up he expected pain to shoot though his body as a serious wound became apparent. He sensed returned and from the bundle he had been protecting underneath him there came a little voice.
“Daddy?” then again “Daddy? Are you hurt?”
Sebastian shook the dust from his hair as he lifted himself, loose bricks fell of his body as he pulled himself up.
“I’m fine little man” he groaned, rubbing his head, not really sure how they were both still alive. He began unwrapping the kevlar bag he had put Samuel, his four year old son into. He had put him into a large plastic tube and wrapped him in it to protect him.
“It’s going to be ok” Sebastian reassured his son, his voice hollow as he knew things were far from alright “Let’s get you out of there.”
“Ok daddy” Samuel said in his soft little boys voice “Turbo kept me safe” he added.
Sebastian smiled “I’m sure he did little man”. Sebastian looked out at the city before them, they were on the edges of the city, but the huge craft had passed over them, obliterating all that was before them. Sebastian saw the trails of Earth’s defence craft, fruitlessly trying to cripple the gigantic spaceship. Every other city on Earth had been obliterated and as he looked out onto this city of sanctuary, the city where mankind had gathered it’s remaining resources it hit him. This was the last city on Earth.
Sebastian turned to his son and knelt in front of him “Samuel, I’m not sure where we will go now. But this city isn’t safe and I will do my best to keep you safe”
“And Turbo!” Samuel exclaimed, holding up his toy robot and moving his arms with rockets on them.
“And turbo…” Sebastian reassured him. “Let’s go” He lifted his son onto his shoulders and slung his weapon over his shoulder too. He began walking away from the city, the sounds of weapon fire and obliteration making him turn occasionally as he walked. Half shameful, half resigned. A few hours passed he had walked some way up the mountain, the sun was starting to set and the last city was being taken apart. Sebastian was sure the Krell troops were now on the ground, rounding up what humans they could and fighting the allied forces. With that spaceship there was little if any hope.
Then he noticed something, he had come across a missile battery. But not just any missile battery, there were three huge missiles marked Armageddon. Sebastian had heard about this. It was mean to to destroy the Krell but they had not launched. Just then he saw a solitary Krell solider. Crouching down he put the sleeping Samuel on the ground, hiding him in a bush. He armed his blaster, watching for a few minutes, there were no others. Sebastian ran as quickly and quietly as he could round to Kell Solider. Pouncing out from behind a bunker Sebastian took down vile creature. He had only just raised his weapon and fell without a sound. Sebastian got back behind the bunker, his heard and chest pumping. He waited… and waited. No more came.
“He must have been the only one” Sebastian told himself. He entered what looked like the control centre. There was no-one there. Except… a note scratched into the wall. He read it – it said in simple code “The safe 16309” Sebastian went to the safe and put the code in, the door slid open and before him was another note and a code card. He read the note, it explained that this measure had been taken as the team were dead or captured. Whoever was to find this was to punch in the code – there would be a 30 minute window to escape as the countdown could not be stopped. Sebastian looked at it – the control panel lit and indicating ready. He punched in the code and hit the execute button. The control went dark and a 5 minute countdown started. It was a bomb – to destroy the controls. He jumped up, ran to Samuel who was calling for him. Sebastian picked him up and ran and ran, his heart about to leap out of his chest. Until – BOOM!!!
Sebastian stopped and looked back, a cloud of smoke rose up, but the biggest light show was to come – He walked, hand in hand with Samuel looking at his watch until it was time. They turned and looked back.
“What’s happening Daddy?” Samuel asked.
“Wait little man and watch” Samuel sat down and played with his robot, the sun was setting and suddenly three rockets lanced out into the sky, burning a huge trail int the sky. They went straight up and it seemed that time stopped part from the rockets, he could almost feel the hops of millions of people watching, waiting…
“Look at that Daddy” Samuel pointed at the rockets. They turned and went straight down now. Sebastian turned his back and protected Samuel from the flash. A split second and a flash that could burn came from the spacecraft. It was hard to believe that the whole world couldn’t see it. When he turned back the spacecraft was floundering, fires and sounds of cracking came from within it as it fell to the ground and smashed. For a time they watched, then Sebastian put Samuel onto his shoulders again and walked away. Back to home, if it was there. The sounds of doom and destruction far behind him as Samuel once again slept.
Three months after, Sebastian and Samuel had found their home intact. The street was nearly empty, a few other had made it back also. It was a bright day, Samuel was running around the house with Turbo destroying aliens. The radio was turned on and again there was the continuing debate – who had launched those rockets. Many argued it had been God himself, others rejected this and offered complex scientific suggestions. Sebastian thought for a moment “Nothing changes – if I told them no one would believe me” and turned the radio off.
Copyright 2015 Simon Farnell
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