The Fallen One

Chapter 1: I Get in Trouble

My head spun; I wasn't quite sure where I was. I heard screaming, it sounded more like fear and anguish then happiness. I smelled smoke, something like burning tar and rubber with a hint of iron. Oh wait, I tasted the iron. I lifted my hand to my mouth, sure enough, I was bleeding. I blinked a few times. My vision started to clear. I didn't recognize any of my surroundings. Tall buildings made of concrete and an abundance of glass. Or at least I assumed there had been glass because the one in front of me was full of holes where windows looked like they went. In fact, I looked around and every building seemed to be missing their windows. The sky was blue, odd, it wasn't supposed to be that color, maybe my vision was still off. There were a lot of large signs, except these ones glowed. They somehow had light emanating from them.

I looked around again to find the source of the screaming, which is still heavily going on. There seemed to be a crowd of people around me, screaming and pointing, directly. I finally look down at myself. Heavens! I'm on fire! I jump up or at least try. The most I manage to do is quickly stand and then fall on my face. My legs don't seem to like me quite yet. I still can't remember where I am or how I got here. What I do know is that I'll be standing around in my undergarments if I don't put out the fire. I manage to roll over and pat the fire out, subsequently burning my hands. As I mentally kick myself, I finally get a good look at the crowd. They are all human. I was sure I would've seen at least one other race with the number of people here, but nope.

I hear a loud wailing noise. My vision is finally clear and yep, the sky is still blue. I guess that wherever I am has a blue sky. But the creators of the noisy racket are these weird metal moving boxes, except they aren't really shaped like boxes. Really hard to describe. I suppose the best way to describe them would be horseless carriages. In any case, these humans in a dark blue outfit get out of these contraptions. These humans seem to be more important than the ones screaming and running about. They hold themselves with dignity, and they also have a shiny thing on their chest. They turn to me and pull these weird, short metal sticks looking things from their belts and point them at me. Their mouths move and I hear something, but I don't understand a word their saying.

I manage to stand up and I notice that I am in the middle of a large crater. It looks as though I caused this crater, even though I have no idea how I could manage that. Back to the men in blue suits. They start to walk towards me, shouting. I'm still now sure what they want but they seem angry. So, I decided to try and explain to them that I had no idea what's going on. I think I may have upset them with some sort of hand motion because not soon after I start, I see a flash from one of their sticks and feel a shocking sensation. I assume that I was weak from whatever I just went through because whatever they hit me with, it knocked me out cold. All I remember after that is falling back down and thinking that the last thing I needed right now was another nap.