The Games (A.K.A. I don’t have a good title)

This is the first chapter in another series that might continue. For now it will be a pictureless post I’m sorry to say. Hope you enjoy anyway. Well maybe I’ll include a sparkly Yin No Piano.

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Everything Under the Stars

Everything falls once that thing assembled the nerve to rise. A rock at the top of a mountain, a decrepit old codger at the top of a flight of stairs, and the sick and twisted empire that has conquered the stars themselves, all must follow the universe’s law. Everything under the stars will eventually fall.

Having discovered this truth I felt awfully sorry for myself. No world would ever be safe from the universe’s almighty grasp and this rotting city called Cadous was no exception. The narrow cramped space I traversed through on my midnight walk reeked of vomit and the once red brick barely shown through the picturesque graffiti of a human hand in the shape of a triangle. The universal sign for… well it’s best not to think about those things.

What had possessed me to take a walk at that time of night, I can’t really say. Perhaps it was my melancholy for how un-savable the world really was. Having just completed my first year at the cities university, which taught only how to maintain our current status among the many worlds we had conquered, I had lost much of my youthful hope from the short peace the empire had experienced. An old man lying by the side of the road who looked innocent enough was eyeing me up and down wondering how easy of a target I would be for mugging. I gave him a little more space and placed my hand on the gun in my pocket. I had never fired the gun truthfully, but walking around in this city unarmed would be the worst kind of unwise. You wouldn’t make the same mistake twice.

Having reached my destination, the river, I took my hand off the gun. The bum had stopped following me to cross the bridge. The river actually wasn’t all that bad nowadays. When the toxic spill had first happened in my fathers time he told me no one was allowed to come within a mile of the river for almost a year. Most of the Cadous community was resistant to radiation now, so the small cheap zithromax amount hardly affected the diverse populace. However, even if our city was fairly safe every once in a while the unsuspecting traveler, usually from another planet, would become violently ill upon reaching our city. That’s the risk you take if you enter Cadous, especially during the Games.

I surveyed a couple taking a walk on the other side of the river both deeply lost in the other’s eyes. Feeling lonely not for the first time in my life I reached my mind out to peek into theirs and found lust (signified by the lack of blood flow to the brain and increased blood flow to other areas) in one and sublime admiration and loyalty in the other. Quickly, becoming disgusted online ampicillin by the purely one sided affection I was almost relieved to see the bum who had worried me earlier pop out from one of the alleys on his rounds and very routinely mug the couple. He took the man’s credit chip and the women’s expensive looking earrings. What did they expect wandering around at this time of night in an unlit area without a weapon? I was contemplating their obvious stupidity when I felt the presence of another mind immediately behind me.

I put my hand on my gun and whirled around to face the humanoid and saw standing before me a rather handsome man with a winning smile on his face. He wore a long black overcoat made of fur that I had never seen before, which was rare since the city was the center of trade for the empire and he was taller than most of the humans in Cadous. He looked fairly human but his jaw wasn’t as square and his black hair was not a shade found here. The man was not from this planet.

The man spoke “Excuse me, I’ve just arrived and I was wondering if you know any good places to get a drink.” The man’s accent was strange and heavy, but then again the problem could just have been the translator that had recently been updated for the Games. There was an old story that when the chips had first been placed in several humans to temporal lobe to assist in the decrypting of speech an electric field had caused the chips to go haywire causing them all to not understand anything for days.

The man’s calm voice surprised me and being as on edge as I was confronted by his strong build and handsome face I couldn’t concentrate enough to read his mind.

“There’s a saloon just a few blocks that way.” I said pointing to my right. I assumed of course he was looking for an alcoholic drink.

I expected him to leave after answering his question but the man stared at me a little longer unnerving me further. I felt a little safer with my hand on the gun in my pocket; however, with the time the man gave me to think I quickly realized that my skill with the tool rendered it little more than a decoration.

“This city’s grandeur captivates my soul. I never thought I would find a place as wonderful as this.” The man spoke gravely in his elegant tone. I called the tone elegant after hearing his songlike voice for a second time because the sound he made reminded me of an instrument on a planet of aliens with perfect pitch. They sang everything. He didn’t sing the words, but the way he spoke then reminded me of those people.

Being so preoccupied with the sound I missed the gibberish that he spoke “What?” I questioned.

“This city is beautiful don’t you agree?” The man asked his rather intense smile creeping across his face started to accost me for a response.

I looked at the filth he was stepping in as he spoke those strange words at me. “I think the city is rather filthy” and then in a moment of inspiration I said what I thought “this city is rotting and bloodthirsty. All the people here swarm into the streets like maggots to watch sentient life forms tear each other apart and have grown so lax in their luxury that they have forgotten everything but pleasure and immediate gratification.” A line I had spoken many times before to close friends.

The man’s smile could no longer be classified as creepy. The edges of his mouth were too high and his eyes were too wide and focused. This was the look of insanity. I started to become incredibly worried by the man’s insane smile. I calmed my mind desperately and was able to only grasp for the briefest moment the imaginings of his.

In that moment I saw the city burning, the flames licked at the floating lamps and the radiated river. They were all consuming, the skies themselves were alight. I also saw from his perspective my poor pitiful self stomach open and head lolled to the side as I throttled myself and looked into the fire light fading from my eyes. I was so horrified I quickly lost my connection to his mind and quickly grasped my gun and order online pills tried to pull it out of my pocket. The man was quicker though, he had already pulled out a cruel looking blade and had kicked me in the stomach. My head had hit the ground before I realized the air had left my lungs. His knife was at my throat and through the stars spinning above my eyes I saw that insane smile and his overly bright eyes. He was going to kill me right here. I was a fool to walk in this town alone at night believing myself safe with a minor piece of power in my hands. I imagined blood dripping from his knife as he moved the jagged blade in a straight path for my throat. I didn’t get to see my life flashing before my eyes, there hadn’t been enough time.

I wasn’t dead. The knife had stopped just before slicing the thin bit of skin on my neck that separated his knife with my windpipe and, consequently, death. The man’s grin turned to an expression of curiosity.

“Why did you attempt to draw your gun? I could tell from the moment I met you that you had absolutely no killing intent.” The man’s question was calm and almost divine. I would have checked to see if I was dead again if I wasn’t pinned to the ground with a knife at my throat.

“I saw you killing me,” I sputtered out lacking oxygen with his knee on my chest then finished, “in your mind.”

The insane grin returned which for a second I thought meant he was going to finish what he had started but instead he just bent his lips uncomfortably close to my ear and whispered. “My name is Wesley Savick, and from now on I own you until everything under the stars belong to me telepath.”

END OF CHAPTER 1

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