ANNIHILATION CONQUEST 3

Chapter 2: Leaving

It was just us now, left to fight. Everyone was too injured to help, and I couldn't blame them for being witnesses of the carnage and destruction.

The elevator is ready to take me up, but the whole group is stopped when mum stopped me with a gentle tap on my shoulder. "I think you'll need this..." she handed me a sleek metal blade lined with a red rim at the edge that travelled up to the tip and went back down the other side. I flipped it over to examine the other side of the sword. The light glimmered onto my reflection, but I was too distracted by the carvings...
Good luck my son...

"Forged in the very flames you saved me from" interrupts mum abruptly. "You like?"

"It... I... I don't know what to say! Thank you!"

"My pleasure, now go get 'em..." I say my final goodbyes, then open the elevator. The air inside is chilly and cold. The blade is frosty. With a final look at the carving, I slide it into its holster on my back, and the elevator rises.

I'm alone on a wasteland of rubble, the after math of the New York takeover. It was pitch black and nothing was to be seen. I shuffle through the mess of randomly placed dirt blocks and ashes. To think The Great Apple could be reduced to this in a matter of months. I walk on for a while. I look up and forward, in the sky, I could see a massive tower anchored down by three roots that dug straight down into the ground firmly. This must have been what they said was the thing to be destroyed. It was glowing with blue lights and glew brightly. I walked on, but to find I am standing on a strange shaped piece of ruin.

That's when I realised it wasn't a bit of ruin.

It was an arm.

It raises and I am flung into the air, to find myself sprawled across the floor, eyes closing slowly... No! I won't go down like this...

Three spot lights shine down on me. A massive robot, labled I-60 slowly stands up and starts up his massive chainsaw arm. Thirty or so Ranger bots begin to close in on me, like an army coming over to interigate an enemy. Three F-90s jump down from the buildings around, making massive holes in the ground and cracks so big they could swallow up a dozen people. The I-60 suddenly makes a move, throwing down his saw arm at me. I quickly roll to the side and grab my specially crafted sword. I hack down into the fore arm, and proceed to completey tear it off of its roots, wires going crazy as sparks throw themselves into the air. An F-90 goes in for the kill; I jump upward while launching frward, and run all the way up the arm of the wall. I make it to the head, where another launches a punch. When I dodge, the fist completely knocks off the other robot's head. I immediately jump and run across the other two. Ranger bots shoot rapidly at me, and the bullets knock out the F-90s power sources.

I jump and land perfectly. The Ranger Bots start to back away, but are crushed by my power when my eyes glaze over.

I have defeated every bot.

That's what I think, until I feel a laser frazzle my back and I drop to the floor, screaming from agonising pain...