The HeadQuarters of Team Rocket explodes with an untold might. Out of the ashes there comes a gas-like being free later called X-5. It is a being that seems has no feelings, no mercy and is only bent on the destruction of everything.
Preview of chapter one:
"Emergency! everyone must go to F11 NOW! this is not a test. everyone must got to.." The voice that came out of the megaphone could't finish her sentence thanks to a blast. The corridor where the grunts where running to exploded in a cloud of fire.
"What the ****?" screamed one of them. out of the cloud there appeared a purple gas. slowly floating in the air.
"Houndoom! use flametrower!" another grunt commanded to his pokémon. In a wirlwind of fire the flametrower crashed into the gas. For a few second's the could't see of that strage gas was gone, hopefully burnt away of the fire. totally unexpected by the grunts a fire was launced back to the grunts. the fire was so big it filled the whole corridor en melted it's metal in less then seconds. The grunts tried to run but with no avail.
Meanwhile, 3 floors higher
"Lock the access to the following floors: F83 to F10 Adrien!" Adrien eyes widened
"But, there are so many-"
"No buts, the people down there...for them no hope remains"[/I]Adrien wasn't the type that followed blind orders of someone. If he didn't like the idea of something he always protested. like this time.
"their is still time to evacuate them!" he almost screamed.
"FOOL! don't be naive. This being may not-"
A Apocalyptic story where the hope has fade into nothing..
Where nothing is what it seems
The main question in this story: what is the purpose of life?
Orignal title: Vluchten voor de duisternis(dutch)
©Seiniyta, 2004-2006
p.s: the story is a bit lengthy.
p.s.s: maybe my english sucks but i'll proofread and correct my chapters over and over again. I'm taking this story very seriously
coming December-January
Preview of chapter one:
"Emergency! everyone must go to F11 NOW! this is not a test. everyone must got to.." The voice that came out of the megaphone could't finish her sentence thanks to a blast. The corridor where the grunts where running to exploded in a cloud of fire.
"What the ****?" screamed one of them. out of the cloud there appeared a purple gas. slowly floating in the air.
"Houndoom! use flametrower!" another grunt commanded to his pokémon. In a wirlwind of fire the flametrower crashed into the gas. For a few second's the could't see of that strage gas was gone, hopefully burnt away of the fire. totally unexpected by the grunts a fire was launced back to the grunts. the fire was so big it filled the whole corridor en melted it's metal in less then seconds. The grunts tried to run but with no avail.
Meanwhile, 3 floors higher
"Lock the access to the following floors: F83 to F10 Adrien!" Adrien eyes widened
"But, there are so many-"
"No buts, the people down there...for them no hope remains"[/I]Adrien wasn't the type that followed blind orders of someone. If he didn't like the idea of something he always protested. like this time.
"their is still time to evacuate them!" he almost screamed.
"FOOL! don't be naive. This being may not-"
A Apocalyptic story where the hope has fade into nothing..
Where nothing is what it seems
The main question in this story: what is the purpose of life?
Orignal title: Vluchten voor de duisternis(dutch)
©Seiniyta, 2004-2006
p.s: the story is a bit lengthy.
p.s.s: maybe my english sucks but i'll proofread and correct my chapters over and over again. I'm taking this story very seriously
coming December-January
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