World War 3

The War Begins

I staggered down the shaking corridor and jumped the stairs as I dogged tumbling ornaments. The massive grandfather clock that sits on the edge of the stairs swayed as I reluctantly sped down the stairs. Boom! The house swayed even more as something exploded near us. I tripped and fell on my arm in my attempt to par-core down the stairs. Krack! I looked at my arm and it was bent in a way it wasn't meant to. Thud thud! The huge grandfather clock came speeding towards me like a bobsled. I rolled out of the way and the clock shattered as it reached the bottom. I pushed through the pain and leapt down the stairs. When I got to the bottom I heard the sound of multiple footsteps around the side of the stairs.

I peered around to see about five or more, eight legged creatures walking towards me while peering into the other rooms. I shuffled back, being cautious of my arm and trying not to make any noise. The big hand of the huge clock lay next to me, along with some assorted cogs. The big hand was gold plated, long and had a wicked tip that looked like a very sharp knife. I picked up one of the more buff cogs and with careful aim I pelted it at the nearest alien. The cog slammed into its head and the alien slumped to the ground, all eight legs going limp. The others looked confused. I pelted more, this time I did three at once. They hit two more of the aliens, now only two remained, the were looking at me. I grabbed the two hands from the clock, in my good arm and ran at the intruders.

One of the aliens reacted quickly and dodged my first swipe, but I quickly stabbed it as it came around to face me again. It screamed as blood gushed from the wound. I let go of the clock hand as it was still lodged in the aliens chest. The Alien crashed to the ground, dead. The second alien looked at me with anger and confusion. I took the chance while it was stunned and threw the second hand at in. THUNK! The clock hand sunk into the second aliens chest and he fell to the ground, dead. I noticed that all the aliens held some sort of gun. It looked like a large ak-47. I picked one up and shot it out the window. THOOM! Glass and rubble flew everywhere narrowly missing me.

I jumped over the rubble and got to my parents room, still carrying the gun. I tried to open the door but it was jammed shut. I aimed the gun at the door handle and shot. Boom! The door shattered in a shower of splinters. I ran In to see my parents banging on the window. 'Noooo!' I shouted, but it was too late. A giant robotic hand shattered through the window and grabbed my mum, a seconds hand flew in and collected my Dad, then they both retreated out of the window carrying my parents. I ran to the window and shot the gun at the robot hand, all shots missing. Then from inside the ship, that the hands had come from, a giant cannon came out and aimed at me. I ran from the window as it shot rounds of giant plasma balls at my house. Boom! Boom! Boom! I was thrown across the room and then I blacked out.