The last weapon

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I landed flat on my butt on a hard,cold stone floor. I did not try to scream I was smarter than that knowing no one could hear me through the thick stone walls. I pulled out my phone and cursed under my breathe no cell phone service. I turned on my phone's flash light,It looks like I'll just have to find my own way out. Old machinery pumped and pulled, I heard water rushing through the old sturdy pipes and tools and tool boxes were placed around the old place. My eyes flicked to and fro trying to spot a way out but the more I looked the more I wanted to know the stories of this place secrets held for years. I walked slowly stepping over things carefully not to disturb the boxes resting places. Along the walls mold and vines grew making it look as if skeletons and other monsters were reaching out to grab you. As I walked on there came there was painting on the walls one was a giant manticore with sharp fangs and dripping saliva. Another was a cute little brown and whit bunny with floppy ears and fluffy tail. One was an angel boy with long beautiful white wings,and all of the painting were signed by the same person Timothy. Then I saw it, it was a sewage drain pipe that lead out side! As I got closer to the pipe I giggled thinking about my friends crawling through a sewage pipe. Molly would probably crawl through as fast as she could said"eww"as she crawled and I know tori would never do anything that "uncouth" as the word she liked to use. I saw the out side world just as I saw the pipe coming in to view it was full of colorful flowers. I was jarred from my thoughts as I tripped over something.

"Dinner is ready",Kevin's voice rang out through out the bunker. Half through dinner I came in screaming "guys guys look what I found!". "Blue the volume"Molly said then a smile lit up on her face "what got you so excited?". I hauled the big heavy box onto the table. Dean and sam looked at the key hole and then at each other before going and opening a desk drawer pulling out a bunch of keys. All those keys and not one could open the box. Sam yawned "sorry we couldn't open the box", his figure sagged a little. Then a thought hit me a pulled out my necklace the one I've had since like ever. It was a long shot but I was aching to what was in this box. I put the skeleton key in the slot and turned it *click* I opened my eyes it worked I opened a box to reveal marvelous trinkets but on top stamped shut was a letter. I opened the letter and read out loud.
Dear kin,
If you find this box and have the key to open it ,it means I have passed on. It also means you are the new bearer of the last weapon. You and you alone can use the last weapon. Do not use it unless absolutely needed. I wish you good luck.
Sincerely, yours,
Peter.
When I was done reading we started looking through the box at the treasures that laid in them. A leather neck lace caught cas's attention hanging down from it were three feathers. A silver knife with the two letter carved in them H.W. And a sliver object a laid Down in the bottom. I sam picked it up and I got a closer look at my new position It was about a foot long sliver an the tube shape thing ended in two rounded stumps, but in the middle there was light blue band and on the band in a little darker than the band blue was a weird symbol I had not seen before. A rat squealed as it was spotted by Molly on the dinner table Molly shooed it a way but it leapt on her. I Molly stumbled back wards and fell her back pressed up against my shins. I grabbed the last weapon from sam and point it at the rat I was going to stab that rats brains out but a blue Ora began to glow as I touch it. The blue Ora soon turned into burning bright white light. Some ran for the other room and the others pressed up against me. When I look up the rat had been vaporized "cool"I breathe.

After that things settled down and I lock the last weapon up in the box. That night a bright light flashes right In the middle of a good dream. Three men step out from this bright light a man with blonde hair and blue eyes speaks up. "Hello Emily"the man said" though you prefer blue correct?",I nod. "We'll blue you now have the chance to do something I was not able to do"he says "protect your friends"he says before I can ask. One the men speak up "you did plenty of that before you passed you old fart". "Who are you calling old you big nose" the man replies. "All right you two",said the man covered with scars breaking up their friendly quarrel. The man with scars whispers"peter it's time to go now". Peter turns to me and saids "protect the last weapon gook luck". They all start to fade as I am jolted a wake by an unearthly wail.

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