Author's note: Sorry this one is short! Trust the process! ^_^
*Fast forward 5 years. Sasha has left the underground city known as Downtown. *flashback*-- She grabbed what she could find in the rubble of what was once her family's home/shack. Hearing screams she recognizes them as her own after realizing she's the only one left. Her mother and father died in the generator explosion. She had no idea where her big sister could have gone. She hoped that Emilia was safe and hiding from the Empire's soldiers. She waited for Emilia to come back for 3 days. Not eating and not sleeping. She had nightmares after she finally passed out from exhaustion and hunger. Her only companion was a young boy about her age. Roscoe Albertson. He had greasy blonde hair and Ashen grey eyes. He was the son of an empire officer who defected to the underground. He never seemed to say much as he was shy. After the accident, he tried to come to her side and feed her, but she only shoved him away unable to speak from screaming and crying her throat raw. Passed out, he lifts her head and holds a cup of water to her lips, and she barely takes a drop. He sets the cup down grabs the biscuit he brought for her and crumbles it up to feed her small pieces. She takes the crumbs and slowly chews while barely opening her eyes. He stays with her until she is ready to stand, and he walks her to his dad's shack. She stays with them for the next 5 years. Roscoe and Sasha become very close. He has a crush on her, but he'll never say it or show it. His father teaches them how to build weapons and tells them of his days in the service before the unrest. He goes into great detail about the airships he was on tour with while on duty. Soaring through the sky in gigantic bronzed ships that could blacken out the sun. All of the countries and territories he visited and the cultures he encountered. *End of flashback*
*Sasha Now 18 years old and Roscoe (Ros) 20, are standing side by side in a disguise on the outskirts of the Empire's main city. They had decided that after Roscoe's father's passing, they would leave Downtown and join the new airship resistance: A group of pilots and their rebuilt airships. With only the clothes on their backs and a few smuggled weapons from the father's stash, they set out to join the crews of the resistance. Sneaking around the town outside the main city, they crawl through a window in the back of a nearby cafe. The kitchen maid walked in right as Sasha landed two feet on the ground. *
Maid: OH! Grace to the GODS! You startled me!
Sasha: Shh... It's okay. Do you love the moon?
Maid: It's bright and filled with holes. *Catching her breath and calming down she begins in a cooler tone. Smirks under her hood and motions to the floor pointing in question*
Sasha: Then may we meet on the moon?
Maid: I think it'd be wise milady. Allow me.
*She removes a rug revealing a door in the floor. She reaches down and opens it quietly. Sasha And Ros scurry over and go down into the cellar. The maid closes the door above them, and they're left in the darkness. Sasha reaches for Roscoe, and she's met face to face with a flame and a smiling Ros. *
Sasha: I think you get off on scaring me.
*Roscoe shakes his head and chuckles*
Sasha: Anyway... We need to hurry if we're going to get through this tunnel before the crews move away from the meet up spot. If we run, we can make it in time.
*Sasha pulls out from her back pouch a light stick and cracks it creating a fantastic red glow. She turns away from Ros and tilts her head. *
Sasha: Let's see if we can make record time. Let's go.
*They begin to run though the underground tunnel and thankfully they only have one direction to head towards. The pilots move spots each week as to stay out of the sights of the empire's spies. If they were to be discovered, the ships would be seized and crush the rebellion. Suddenly Sasha snaps out of her thought and sees a light ahead*
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The Airship Oz
AdventureThe year is 5350. Dirt and steam. Airships and advanced technology have allowed too many fat cats to rule with an authoritarian iron fist. The Empire's service in the military is mandatory. Men and Women. As soon as you turn 12, you're expected to s...