Cryptic world

Triton

Emille ripped through the air and fog with tremendous speed. He held his breath as his whole entire was falling to the ground. He felt as if all his organs had been shoved up against his back and were all compressing together.

He saw the officer only metres below him. He straightened out his body for a moment increasing the speed of his fall. As he fell closer to the officer he loosened up again. Emille gave him a puzzled look. They couldn't see anything but each other and the surrounding fog. The officer curled into a ball. Before Emille realised what was going on his body hammered the cold water below. It felt like he had been stabbed with a million knives. The pain tore through his body and he opened his mouth under the water. He yelled in pain as water filled his mouth flooding his lungs. He panicked to get higher but continued to sink. His lungs screamed for air and his throat burned for oxygen. His body was going through insane pain. He wanted to die he couldn't take it. The water around him turned red and became thick. His eyes were burning and his body was losing strength. He coughed for air but only forced more water down his throat.

He felt finger tips on his arm then a tight squeeze. He began floating up. Up? He broke the surface in moments coughing like a sick animal. He rubbed his eyes. His throat burned and the pain was relieved from his lungs. The officer had saved him. He was in some sort of lake. The water was green and mercy. He was dragged to the shore. It was a rock bed that he lay on as he coughed out more water.

"You okay mate?" The officer said and for the first time Emille realised he had an English accent.

"I'm fine, who are you? and what's happening? Where am I and where is Julie?" Emille blurted out. The officer shook his head as water flew out of his hair.

"I'm cage, your a wanted criminal, your on triton, and the girl is locked up somewhere." The officer smiled. Emille rolled his eyes.

"Great!" He said sarcastically. "That's all I need, some absurd English boy to help me stay safe but is actually against me and is just trying to get me killed." Emille said. Cage widened his eyes in confusion. He wiped off strands of sticky sea weed.

"I'm on your side." He replied. "I don't know you, I have nothing against you." Cage said. Emille got up and slicked his hair back with water.

"I don't trust you." Emille told him. It was awkward.

"Maybe we can settle are differences over a meal later, but right now we have to be going." Cage looked out to the water. A helitank came out of the fog and turned around a rock ledge. The best of the propellers crates a circle in the water pushing it all away. The search lights cut through the fog. Emille sprung up and followed cage into a cave.

"Where are we heading?" Emille asked as he wondered randomly through the cave.

"Why are you wanted?" Cage switched the topic. Emille stopped.

"Why are you helping me?" Emille asked raising an eye brow. "If you don't know why I'm wanted why help me? I could be a killer for all you know." Emille exclaimed. The only other sound between the boys was the dripping of water.

"You are a killer I know that, but you killed a bad man for the right reasons." Cage replied.

"Your not making sense kid." Emille said leaning on the cave wall knowing this conversation could take a while.

"Why does the government want you dead? You killed kron, but he was a bad man and everyone knows it but the government has your case marked as murdered innocent, you must've done something else." Cage said. Emille thought back to before he kills kron. The city. Kron had blamed the massacre in the city on the nexus.

"I was framed for launching an attack on a city." Emille remembered and said. Surprise confused cages mind.

"Framed?"

"Kron did it." Emille straightened it out. Cage again began walking further into the cave and Emille followed. "How do you know about kron?" Emille asked.

"Everything that happened on earth was broadcasted here on triton, well all the big news headlines which was only you." Cage replied.

"Kron was transporting people here? To save them?" Emille realised.

"Yes." Cage replied with his cheeky accent.

"I was the bad guy then." Emille whispered. Cage stopped and sighed.

"You weren't the bad guy, kron had made lots of bad Decisions to get us here. Like starting the war to kill us off so he could buy himself time to get more people here." Emille remembered in the ship kron had told him that Shane and him were going to continue the plan. This must've been what they meant.

"The government was ran by kron? When he died and so did Shane they just covered it all up using the excuse I did it?" Emille asked.

"Just put it this way." Cage motioned. "Everything that has happened that had costed lives is blamed on you, even if you weren't at the scene." Cage said. Emille nodded knowing that he had built a reputation for himself.

"Cage I hope you know that I've worked with a lot of people to get where I am now. Do you see any of them here?" Emille looked around. Cage was silent. He knew what Emille was going to say. Emille didn't reply and just kept walking with cage.