Monday, December 6, 2010

Sanditron Chapter 3: A task

The boy sat in the tall back seat starring at the lite circle in front of him. Memories flashed in front of him.
"Are you sure your up for this?" The General standing in the dark beside the boy asked.
"Do I have much of a choice?" The boy shot back. He ran a nervous hand through his pale white hair. Another horrible memory. That day was so vivid to him. The pain still there where the scar on his neck was.
"I will make her regret what she did to me," The boy insisted.
"Do you still have feelings towards her?" The General questioned. The boy pinned him to the wall by his neck closing off his air ways.
"I hate her with every bone in my body," The boy hissed in the General's ear," Don't you ever ask me that question again." He released his grip, and the General slid to the ground unconscious. The boy moved back by the chair gripping the arm rest for support. The door behind him opened.
"It's time," The messenger announced.
The boy sighed, "I'm ready."
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1 comment:

  1. Wow that is a small chapter. Sorry about that.