Short story

The Darkness Conquers All.

It was on a shudderingly cold, dark night (not that it was ever brighter than that during the 'day' time anyway), the giant clock hand struck eleven and the loud ringing of tower bells echoed throughout the peacefully resting village as the hourly laser scans over the land, informing the land's dictator of anything out of place. Kit, with a solemn, brutish face, stayed in his hiding place amongst a stack of crates, avoiding being spotted by the laser. When the scan comes out clear, the laser vanishes and the village is, once again, immersed in a stunning silence.

Soon after, the quiet is broken, again, but this time by the brisk steps of shiny black oxfords moving confidently along the smooth footpath. Strong, calloused hands clench and unclench in their coat pockets, as thick, dark caterpillar brows furrow on Kit's twisted, concerned face. Thoughts of a pretty girlfriend, with pretty ideas and a pretty personality swarm his mind, clouding his vision with flashes of her graceful figure. He had known he was in love with her for a while now, but when she had admitted that she, too, was in love with him before his departure to the village, earlier this afternoon, he didn't know how to respond. It was neither the time, nor the place to admit such things, just about to put a crucial plan to bring the Sun back and shed light onto the worlds main problems into action. He felt bad, of course, but planned to tell her first thing the next time he saw her, which, if everything went according to plan, would be soon.

Kit's long legs carried him around a corner, past a post office and through an alleyway, between a barber shop and an old bakery, before finally arriving at a row of garbage chutes along the wall of an anonymous building. His head turned swiftly, checking for any unwanted attention, before counting four chutes across, tapping softly on the steel lid and pressing his ear to it. To anyone passing by, he would have looked like a complete loony, but this was all completely necessary.

Seconds later, there was a faint tapping noise from the inside of the chute. Kit's hands clutched the handle and pulled it down. The putrid scent coming from somewhere inside the chute lingered in the air as Kit hoisted himself up onto the flimsy lid. A deep breath of fresh air was inhaled through his mouth, before he tucked his limbs in closely to his sides and pushed himself down the sloping tunnel. Unlike any other garbage chute, it was secretly modified to slide downward from the outside, the perfect way to break into a relentless tyrant's secret base.

The long winding tunnel soon came to an end and Kit had found himself in an even bigger, dimly lit tunnel, the soft light illuminating his handsome features. After standing from his previous position, his hands find the midnight tie around his neck, adjusting it and brushing off the dirt that had clung to his trousers on the way down. Kit then takes off into a brisk stride toward his next destination.

Another young face came into view, this time a girl, with a strikingly beautiful face: a wild mane of bright red surrounding her porcelain, white face. The girl gasped in relief, "ughh... finally, Kit. you're late. I thought, for just a second, that we would have to go on without you".

"Pfft, like you could do this without me, I'm the only reason any of you know the truth, don't kid your self Eline," Kit scoffed, his hard exterior contradicting the previous loving thoughts of his pretty girl.

Eline, used to Kit's constant bad mood, giggled at his harsh words, "ahhh, sure Kitty, if you say so."

Kit growled in response, less than amused by the use of the nickname people-annoying people- had recently taken to calling him. "Whatever, hurry, we don't have much more time."

They set off only a little way further, until they reach the not-so dead end with the small door in the wall, just big enough for either of them to slide through into the next phase of the plan.

Eline glanced down at her sparkling watch that embraced her wrist to check how much longer they had to wait, "Sugar," she cursed, "j-just a minute more... T-then we..."