Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 4 - 7 2018 | Page 36

Eyes - but not the eyes of humans . Peeking through windows and occupying the streets were twisted , bloodied monsters - mutated humans , and this time they weren ’ t frozen in either space or time . “ Run !” screamed Ajax at the top of his lungs . A thousand voices screamed back with the sheer force of doom . Ajax darted out of the city gates on his dirt bike , as the mutated creatures begun closing in on us . I accelerated my dirt bike to max speed .
I ran over an entire column of these creatures , but there were just too many . A parade of these demons blocked my path to the exterior of the city , as I sank into a state of trepidation . Something terribly sharp and terribly cold stabbed into my back , and all faded to black .
Chapter 5 — Divinity or Oblivion : Isaac Solomon
The pain on Ajax ’ s face was terrifying to behold as he proclaimed the words : “ He didn ’ t make it .” But that was a week in the past , nothing we do would ever change the past . My mind raced through the memories and events that occurred on the night of Noah ’ s death :
As Noah and Ajax left for the city New Tajikistan , we intercepted a message from the communications hub to all of humanities ’ other outposts :
It is too late for me , soon shall I slip into oblivion , yet humanity must endure onwards . Our top secret missions have uncovered the truth of the apocalypse occurring in the year 2052 AC , and now I relay our discoveries to all of humanities ’ remaining outposts : 150 years ago the faction of Martell scientists have originally released the virus in hopes of destroying the world and forging a new era with themselves as ruler . Today their descendants have produced a newly developed virus , pursuing their ancestor ’ s ploy of humanity . New Tajikistan was infected through a Trojan horse ploy which led the virus to the safety of our haven .
The Martell headquarter is hidden in a place formerly known as Israel , 2000 miles due southwest to New Tajikistan . God save humanity .
The message was sent by the leader of New Tajikistan just moments before his demise . As I reflected upon the reality of the apocalypse come again , I realized what perils Ajax and Noah were in . Noah ! Ajax ! I ran out into the opening , peering into the direction of the city , as Ajax maneuvered a sudden brake on his dirt bike just inches away from my face . I yet remember innocently asking Ajax , “ Where is Noah ?” Forwarding a week into the future from the night of Noah ’ s demise , we discovered the Martell faction city along the coast of the Gaza lands , in a place formerly known as Israel . The Martell city actually remained unbeknownst to all the existing 5 outpost cities , until its discovery via top-secret missions conducted by the rangers of New Tajikistan .
Martell city consisted of a large dome with its interior tightly packed with buildings and labs . We decided to break into the city by force : the element of surprise was very much beneficial to us as we stormed the city with the blasters atop the landmaster , blowing through compounds of buildings as if they were made of dirt and wood . Before long , we demolished all the major infrastructure in the city , save one .
A giant of steel and titanium stand before us , blast resistant to the missiles we launched and resilient to the pounding of the battering ram on our landmaster . Knocking down the main entrance to the building , Ajax leads Adar and me into the massive expanse of a scientific laboratory within the stomach of this titanic building , face to face with the leading masterminds of the Martell faction .
As I burst into the room , the venom-green eyes of Abaddon Martell met my own , as a chill spread throughout my body . The supreme leader of the Martell faction and descendant of the Martell scientists who initiated the apocalypse in the year 2052AC – Abaddon Martell , is a tall , slender , broad-shouldered man in his fifties , with prominent golden side-whiskers , with emerald green eyes that seemingly penetrated my soul as he stared into my eyes .
“ Warm welcomes and greetings to my city ,” Abaddon ’ s voice was sharp and icy . “ I trust you have taken a look around ?”
Ajax simply couldn ’ t help but scream . “ Monster ! You damned devil ! I hope you relish the ruins of your city and the death of your people !”
A man like Abaddon Martell never smiled , yet the prospect of him smiling here was terrible to behold . “ Fools , in my hands lay the Pandora ’ s box of a new era , concealed within it the newly evolved
Neurosis virus that shall wipe the earth clean of any opposition towards my rule .” The pleasure was dripping from his ice-cold tone , “ One step forward , and I shall release this virus into your precious world , yet I believe you have more purpose to fulfill then becoming a mindless zombie . Join me , and your name shall be glorified as part of my legacy .”