Cryptic world

Dinner party

It seemed like hours before guards came to Emille and Julie's cell and began leading them to Bristons supper and to be honest Emille was really hoping there'd be steak. they stopped in front of a door marked "dining". Tje guards pushed it open revealing a long room with a long table stretching down it. The table was covered in a red cloth which was covered by all sorts of food. Emilles mouth drooled and he guessed Julie's was too.

"Take a seat." Briston offered all the way at the end of the table. The guards removed the cuffs and left the three to dine. Emille took in his surroundings making sure nothing was a trick. There were paintings on the wall but that was it. Emille slid out a wooden chair and sat down. Julie sat on the other side.

"Enjoy." Briston smiled as he jabbed a fork into a piece of steak and dropped the juicy meat on his plate. Emille looked at the food carefully.

"Are we being watched?" Emille asked leaning back on his chair. Briston laughed but immediately wiped the smile away.

"You haven't eaten well in a while and why would I watch you eat?" Briston answered the question.

"Will I die if I e-"

"It's not poisonous." Briston cut him off as he then took a big spoonful of the white mashed potatoes and slopped them onto his plate. Emille looked to Julie then the food then back at Julie. He didn't trust it. classical music began to play quietly in the background. Emille smiled. Maybe this wasn't a trick maybe Briston was really giving them dinner. Emille pulled the plate of steak towards him grabbing a big piece and throwing it down on to his plate. He pushed it to the side to make room for the giant spoonful of potatoes he was getting. He reached for the gravy and flooded the potatoes.

"It's safe Julie." Briston told her watching Emile fill his plate with the food. He cut off a corner piece of his steak and stuffed it in his mouth.

"So tell me about yourself." Briston said running his face with a Napkin. Emille waited a moment as he chewed and swallowed an amazing piece of steak.

"I'm a soldier well ex-soldier now, kron killed off every soldier except me and her." Emille looked across the table to Julie who wasn't paying attention but rather making sure she couldn't see any of the plate under her food.

"Was kron a friend?" Briston asked. Emille reached halfway into the table grabbing a bottle of champaign and pouring it into his cup. He took a sip and cringed. It was sour.

"No I wouldn't say that." Emille managed to see as he stuffed potatoes in his mouth to get the Tate out.

"Then tell me about him." Briston was intrigued now.

"General of the army he knew what he was doing, open minded, smart, but didn't no when to stop." Emille replied finally getting rid of the taste. Briston stabbed his fork into the red steak tearing another piece away and eating it.

"He came up with this, he found this planet years ago and began secretly evacuating people." Briston said.

"Why secret? He had us convinced that he just wanted to kill everyone and rule himself, he had made clones." Emille said needing to know more.

"Think about it Emille. Tell the world that the earth is breaking, there not going to be like 'oh okay ill just wait till I can go' that's not what happens. It turns into panic then to fear and it always leads to murder." Briston replied.

"Then why kill all of us soldiers?" Emille wondered eating more potatoes.

"If it got out the soldiers could easily out number the clones kron had. You guys would've taken him down fast so he ordered a kill order." Briston replied. Then he framed terrorists attack on the surviving soldiers. It made sense and kron had played it well but in the end he had still been outnumbered. Three to one.

"I'm glad we were able to clear things up here but you will have to die." Briston pushed his plate Aside. Emille sprang to his feet as soldiers rushed in. Julie grabbed a knife off the table and stood up.

"I like you guys." Briston started to laugh. "I'm just kidding. The court has ordered you to be put to death and as head of law and security in triton I have to kill you both." Briston wiped his suit. He pulled out a comb and brushed his hair back. The soldiers ceased Emille and Julie. Maybe this was it. Kron had to many allies for them to get around. Kron was only general but Briston, he was something else. He governed a city, the only city on the planet. He was the real threat now.