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The Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)
Chapter 15: The River Fades Away
Part 1/2
D.T. Guy remained reclusive in his office, his legs propped up on the desk and a stern frown on his face. He was watching a hologram of the Island, and many dots littered the island. Slowly but surely some of them faded away. Soon only around ninety dots remained.
“Great. Now only the best of the best have survived,” D.T. Guy murmured with a smile. He rolled his office chair around and picked up a book that had the symbol of a dodo on it.
“Oh my beautiful story. You’ll reach completion any day now,” D.T. Guy cooed with a sigh, “These specimens will give me the story I need to finally give you an ending it deserves.”
Just then, there was a knock on his door, and D.T. Guy looked up with a scowl.
“Come in.”
The door opened and in walked a man with a white suit and red tie, and black pants and a black dress shirt. He had a buzz cut and thick eyebrows, and he had many many scars across his face. He had wrinkles, even though he was so young.
“Vice President Bob. What brings you here now?” the President hissed. Bob looked at the President, and then at the hologram of the Island on his desk, and finally at the book in his hands. Bob let out a sigh, and rubbed his forehead.
“Come on, Dan. Are you seriously still trying to go through with this? Why can’t you just… Leave it behind? It’s been YEARS since Season 4 finished!” Bob exclaimed, “Everyone has forgotten about Dodo Tales. Even IF you were to finish Season 5, what makes you think anyone would come back to read it?”
“People WILL come back, especially when they hear about the replica that’s in the sky!” the President yelled back while pointing at the roof, “People will love Dodo Tales again. People will come flocking back as they always have and Dodo Tales will return to the Dex in its glory. The Dex needs new content, so this is what it will get. We both know that the content the Dex has been posting has been bland and mediocre. The readers want something new, and once they hear about Season 5’s new innovative ideas? Oh we’ll come back to stardom as we always have.”
Bob began to pace back and forth, his hands trembling, as if he couldn’t even fathom the idea.
“So that’s why you didn’t try covering up the disappearances at Terran High?” Bob realized, “You WANT people to know about this.”
“No one would ever realize who’s the one pulling the strings. We will be able to reestablish the Dex’s grip on the world, and we will make the Dex rise back to its former glory. The community that we’ve built will prosper further and further. We will come back to our thrones on the Dex,” the President continued with a burning fire in his eyes.
The silence was unbearable. And Bob just stood there, like a mannequin, looking at D.T. Guy. Unrecognizable. No longer the man he once knew, Bob reached for his belt.
“You really leave me no choice,” Bob blurted with tears in his eyes, “You forced me to do this.”
The Obelisk
-Chapter 86-
Laughs echoed acrossed the oceans’ shore, small Shadowmane kits wrestling and chasing after each other, water splashing everywhere.
The golden forest of the Shadowmane camp met its end at this small rocky beach, leading out to miles and miles of dark blue water as far as the eye could see. It was morning, and according to Orbit, they had no training today. Forest had himself sitting on a giant fallen tree, scraping his dangling claws acrossed the pebbles littering the ground. He could hear Rust nearby, and when he looked up he spotted the fluffy Deinonychus playing around with some small Shadowmanes about his size. He couldn’t see Spark anywhere, and he didn’t see Crimson either, until he turned his head and noticed her sitting alone, a bit farther away, where the forest met the beach.
“How you doing?” Spark asked from his other side. Forest screeched and topped right off the log, landing painfully on the rocks. Spark stretched her head over the log to look down at him.
“Oops, sorry, didn’t mean to startle you,” She said.
“I’m fine,” He said, popping up from the ground. “What about you?”
“Mostly stressed,” Spark sighed.
“About Nyx?”
“Yes,” Spark said, quicker than she needed to. “I mean, it has been two days. But I’m really just wondering what all this… Shadowmane stuff is leading to. Like, what are we gonna do, just stay here?”
Forest paused to think about that. It’d never really occurred to him whether or not they should do something about being kept in the camp. It was safe here, wasn’t it? A picture of home flashed through his head, and he looked up at Spark. “I don’t know,” he said. “I hadn’t thought of that.”
“But yes, I am also worried about Nyx.” She said.
“Me too.” Forest said.
Spark met his eyes. “You like her a lot?”
Forest tried to interpret the strange tone in her voice. “She’s a really good carnivore,” He said, slowly. “I do like her. I want to be friends with her… Rust doesn’t really talk to her, Crimson hates her, as far as I know, and I’ve just been trying to— give her some comfort.”
“She must have been so overwhelmed,” Spark pondered. “So excited and lively when we first met her, but secretive. Hey, don’t look at me like that, she did hide the whole truth about the rune from us when she could have said something. That kind of tipped her vibe though, I think, judging by how quiet and tense she was after that. And then… what. She just— poof. Runs away from the problem.”
“I hope she comes back.” Forest said.
They went silent for a bit, and Spark quietly jumped up on the log to settle herself down in a scrunchy sitting position that looked a lot like a funny little dove. Forest took a moment to look around again, at all of the talking and sitting and playing Shadowmanes around him. Adults were teaching their kits to swim in the small pools, diving in and tossing their muzzles to flick the water off their faces. He looked up and saw Moonbeam coming down from the camp, where she padded right up to Crimson and asked her something. Crimson said something back, and Moonbeam sat down next to her.
He turned around to see that Rust was now laughing as a dull blue and green Shadowmane fumbled to get their claws on a grey fish, flapping wildly acrossed the rocks. Rust jumped forward to help her and nearly stumbled acrossed another Shadowmane as he grabbed it.
But then a terrified scream split acrossed the rocks, and Forest jumped and whirled around to the noise.
“Riverbed?” A female Shadowmane called. “RIVERBED?”
“He was just here,” someone yelled.
There was another panicked cry, and the Shadowmanes pivoted their heads to the shore.
“He’s in the water!” Another snarled.
Everyone was up now, alert and scanning the waves. Forest saw the tiny kit almost instantly. He was rather far out, being sucked farther and farther away no matter how much he scrambled to swim back. Forest stepped forward and hesitated, unsure of what to do.
And then there was a flash of red to Forests’ right, and in an instant, before the Shadowmanes could do anything, Crimson leapt into the waves.
The Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)
Chapter 15: The River Fades Away
Part 2/2
Bob took out a hunting knife and with a quick throw he swung it right at the head of the President…
SHING!
The air around the knife shimmered, and it halted in midair. The President chuckled, and he showed his left wrist to Bob. Inside was an implant, which had a purple orb that glowed brightly. Bob gasped, and clenched his fists.
“You really have crossed the line. You said you’d only allow the implants on the Ark! You monster, you think you can become a god or something?”
The President flicked his wrist and the knife turned around and in an instant, pierced Bob’s chest. He let out a gasp of pain as he stumbled backwards, clutching the wound where his chest was. The President snapped his fingers, and all the agents suddenly began to filter into the room. There were at least a dozen, and each one grabbed a hold of Bob, shoving him to his knees and awaiting the President’s commands.
“You disappoint me, Bob. Considering YOU are the one who wanted me to continue Dodo Tales,” the President said with wrath. He knelt down and looked Bob right in the eye, with a grin on his face.
“Well Bob. You know what? I give you some credit. You’re the one who gave me the motivation to continue. You were my friend for a long time. That’s why you’re here in office with me now,” the President sighed, then reached into his pocket and took out a strange device that had a green, blue, and red gem in it.
“I’ll give you one last chance to redeem yourself,” the President declared, “You’ve always been a better survivor than I. I was just an author. So survive the ARK, and I will spare you. Survive without an implant, survive with only your KNOWLEDGE. And if you succeed?”
The President stood up, pressed a button, aimed at the former Vice President, and in an instant he disappeared. A hologram flickered above the President’s device, and after a few white flashes the vision of someone flickered into his sight. He was near a red river, and there were giant redwood trees clustered in a forest. The person looked around, and then up at the skies, pounded his fist into the air and screamed curses and insults.
“If you succeed, I’ll let the scholars live.”
“If you succeed, nobody else has to die.”
The Final Feast
Chapter 27 [The End]
Sandman looked around the swamp. It had become strangley calm lately, not nearly as vicious. A figure flittered across the moon, its shadow swimming through the shallow water below. Sandman grinned, "Ssso," it said as it looked down from its tree, "It'sss done then?" Corvi stepped out from under the shade of the trees nearby. "They're gone," she said without inflection. The titanoboa laughed and lowered itself from the tree to the ground, leering over Corvi. "Now you underssstand? I did what I did all those yearsss ago for a reason. Silvermane was fast enough, but he would never believe me." Sandman turned its head and peered at Corvi with its last eye. "So I killed him... to get to you."
"Your brothers were weak, but you were a fire, the fire to purge the Island of the weeds the blind ones were. And now look, I was right wasssn't I?" Corvi glared silently. Sandman laughed, "I wasss. Well then, go on. You didn't just come here to tell me we won. You still want revenge. I had hoped that seeing the true purpose behind my actions would kill your little grudge, but obviousssly I was wrong." Sandman lowered its body to the ground, resting its head in Corvi's feet. "I won't fight," it sighed and grinned. "I've done my job. In the end I still won." Tired of listening to the boa's endless chatter, Corvi snapped a sharp branch from a tree. As she walked back towards the boa, it hissed mockingly, "Congratulationsss. You're a hero." Its laughter was cut off as Corvi stabbed the branch into its head.
The Final Feast
Chapter 2
Corvi jumped back as the boa gobbled up one of her brothers. The remaining hatchlings shrieked for help. Corvi looked up to the sky. Her father had left a while ago to find food. He had to be returning soon. As if on que, a screech filled the air, and in the blink of an eye, a large silver figure dropped down on the serpent. Corvi and her siblings hopped to the edge of the nest and watched their father and the boa struggle on the ground.