Chapter 7
KABOOM!
“Hmm…that was not that bad. Although it could be better,” Jack mumbled.
“What?! That was perfect! It blew up the whole building,” I protested.
Yo! My name is Matt. Jack is my…actually…I have no idea how Jack knew me. I think I’m his friend’s son. I never met my father or mother. But that’s all the past now. Back to now. I’m thirteen. I know how to make explosives, and set them, and blow up things.
“That was not perfect. Nothing is perfect,” Jack spat back.
He is right. Nothing is perfect, although Jack is just too picky.
“Perfect is out there. The world is-no that’s not a good example,” I said.
“Well, forget the subject. You seem like you know enough for a mission.”
Mission. The best word there ever was. The coolest word. “Great! When do I start?”
“This evening. You will board the 7 o’clock shuttle to the moon. You will go to the M-Airforce base, and blow it up.”
“Wicked!”
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“Welcome to the moon! Enjoy your stay!” The intercom sounded.
“This place is cool!”
I went to the M-Airforce, and saw that it was large. In order to blow it up I would have to get on one of the shuttles, and drop bombs. I decided that was what I was going to do.
I first set a couple of bombs. Not that hard. Then I cut some guys throat, and jumped into the shuttle he was about to drive. I loaded it with explosives, and flew off. I could hear bullets shooting the plane. They weren’t going to catch me!
I flew over the M-Airforce a couple of times. Finally I decided where to drop the bombs. After dropping the bombs, I flew off. When I was about to leave the moon, I pressed the little red button, and-KABOOM!
It looked like a volcano. My second favorite word: KABOOM!
Chapter 8
I wait. I wonder. Tap-tap-tap. I’m not impatient, but I’m not all too patient either. Where the hell was Richard?
Richard is my trainer. My trainer for war. The war between the moon and the earth. I met Richard in a bar. Yes, it’s true: I was way under 18. In fact, my mum left me there. I don’t know much about her. I never knew a thing about my pa, but I call Richard my pa. I was about four, or so. My mum went into a bar, put me on a table, and left. The bar was called “Alien.” How funny! I heard that my mum was sixteen then, but she looked older than her age, and got in. Another teenage pregnancy. My name is Mark, by the way.
The war really interested me. It has been going on for 20 years, and people still don’t know whom the leader is. FACT: Somebody must know. FACT: Someone does know, but refuses to tell. I am a fact person.
Richard! I could hear his walkman. He turned it on quite loud. He turns on the radio in his room at night too. I’ve gotten use to it.
“Where the hell have you been?” I asked angrily.
“None of your buzzzzzzness!”
“Well, FACT: I don’t like it when you say ‘buzzzzness!’ Another FACT: We don’t communicate well. And further FACT: You’re going to be deaf if you don’t turn down that loud and annoying noise!!!” I shouted.
“Here’s a FACT for you FACT boy! I hate it when you say ‘FACT’ before every statement you make!”
“Well, FACT: What has happened, has happened. So, why did you call me here?”
“A mission a waits you, boy!”
Missions are nice things. FACT: You either fail one, or complete one.
“Goody!” The only word I’m able to say. FACT: I’ve always gone with the flow. Even in rough times.
I was to kill Lt. Dilian Marty. What a funny name! FACT: Most names are funny. Unlike Cory and Matt, I didn’t have to go to the moon. Marty was visiting the earth.
I went undercover as a waiter. I had to wait. I had to wait for Marty to claim his table. I had to wait for him to order. I had to wait to find out which dish of food was his. And I had to wait to put the poison into his food or drink. And so, I waited.
He came. He ordered some wine and the special. I served him the wine, but only after drugging it. He drank and went insane. I took him outside. I said I was one of his men. He awoke the next morning in a field, in which I put him.
“Where am I?” He shouted.
“In Moon Rock Field,” I answered with a chuckle. Strange name.
“Who are you? Why am I here?” He sounded angry.
“I am to kill you. You are here, because I brought you here,” my voice was calm and cool.
“I am not going to let you kill me!”
I drew my sword. “Tell me who your leader is!”
“No!”
“I’ll make your death less painful, if you tell me!”
“No!”
“Fine!” I trusted the sword through his heart. Then I was about to slit his throat, but started to say something.
“You meant what you said, didn’t you?” I thought I heard him laugh. “You would make a fine soldier for the moon, but you chose to fight for the earth. That’s good.” His voice was growing weaker and weaker. “You listen to your heart…” There was a pause, but then he spoke again. He spoke his last words. “…leader…Kingo Fe…Vil. You…slit…throat…now.” I slit his throat. I don’t know why, but I did. He was dead, but I slit his throat anyways.
I knew now. People knew who the moon leader was: Kingo Fe Vil. It was a fake name, because if you put the letter together you get: King oF eVil.
I stayed in that field all day. I stayed away from Marty, so I wouldn’t get caught. I just sat there, and waited. I don’t know what I was waiting for, or even why I was waiting, but I waited.
Chapter 9
“Move! Move! Move!” My trainer William yelled. We were on the track. I was training very hard for the war and for karate. I first met William when he adopted me. I grew up in an orphanage, and basically everyone made fun of me. I never knew my parents. I couldn’t talk about them. I had no idea what a parent was like. I was the outcast because of those things.
The first friend I ever made was a girl named Violet. I remember I was angry that day.
“That’s nothing to be angry at. There are plenty of other things to be angry at, ya know?” she said. I remember those words, as if they were spoken to me yesterday. She taught me a lot, even if she was two years old. She taught me that I should always think before I act. She taught me to always trust my soul, not my heart nor my mind. I will always remember those things.
“I’m moving,” I said out of breath.
“You’re moving too slow!” he shouted back.
“I can’t go any faster,” I said. I can’t. She taught me never to say can’t. Can’t was a powerful word. “I’ll run faster!” I shouted.
“That’s the spirit! You need that spirit to go on your first mission.”
“Then I have the energy, the mind, and the speed to go on this mission!” I laughed.
I finished my laps quickly, so that I could hear what my mission was. I was ready to accept my mission. Always be ready!” Violet had said once when we had a race, and I said, “Ready?”
“That was a good run, Jason. A good run,” William said. Did I forget to mention my name was Jason? Sorry. I’m fourteen by the way. Forgot to mention that too, huh?
“Thanks.”
“I want you to steal the SuperX Blaster Gun from the Moon Weapon HQ. The HQ is on the earth, so you don’t need to go to the moon.”
“You got it!” I left the next morning. I drove my motorbike across a peaceful, quite road by the lake. Violet said that her parents died on the lake. I wonder what happened to my parents.
Moon Weapon HQ was large. There were too many guards at the door. I made sure my gun was loaded, and broke a basement window. I found the vent tunnels there. I began to craw through. At about the eighth floor, I saw it. The SuperX Blaster had maximum security around it. To disarm it, you needed to open the door. I had no choice.
“Hey, jerks!” I called. I had jumped from the vent tunnel, and I went behind a wall.
“Who’s there?!” I heard someone call back.
“Me!” I jumped out of my hiding place, and kicked him. Then I shot him in the heart, and he died. I did the same to the other guy. There was an alarm on the door, so I put a bomb on it. BOOM!
As easy as it was, I took the gun and went off. Too easy. Let’s just hope getting my blackbelt is just as easy.
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