Sorry my sections are really small, these were originally written in handwriting from a writing workshop. In this story, I'll be writing in two perspectives and they will change often to correspond with actions. Please read, review, comment, fan, all that stuff :) If you like it of course :)
-Avril
I
“There are too many of them.” A tall dark haired man uttered words that were much expected. A dozen other men, seated at a round oak table began to talk.
“We must go. We must control them. Their people.” One of the men concurred.
“Will we kill them?” Another man asked.
The dark haired man paused, “We will bring hidden weapons of force. Our goal is to infiltrate and kill them from the inside out. To become one of them but remember our loyalties do not lie with them, but with our city and it’s people.”
All twelve men nodded in agreement. One of the room’s metal walls began to split and move apart. Above the city, the hangar’s clean steel floors reflected the suns’ brilliances and stunned the eyes of viewers. Squinting their eyes to see, the twelve men hurried into the waiting helicopter. Painted in camouflage, it hovered above the landing pad as the dark-haired man jumped in alongside the pilot. The helicopter took off and flew over the city. They passed the central buildings, the residents’ buildings, and even the outside courts where the poor lived. Then they continued out over the city’s tall dark obsidian walls and flew out over deserted plains.
