The Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)

Chapter 15: The River Fades Away

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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.”