To many, the day was like any other in the Omega Sector.
The Omega Towers stood tall and imposing as they let down their shadows, which would dance like the hand of a clock as the sun moved across the sky.
But in a moment, everything changed.
A bright pillar of light shot up from Vermillion’s tower into the sky, and the people of Omega Sector looked up in awe.
Suddenly, the light fell, and struck the other Omega Towers, the force of which was felt by all.
Shattered windows showered like that of stars and debris rained down like blazing meteors.
As the towers collapsed, they echoed across the city.
Some cheered as the tower crumbled to the ground, sending a plume of smoke and dust into the sky.
While others gritted and gnashed their teeth.
“See Gesus? Now this is a view.”
Gesus nods her head, “Yea!”
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Omega Sector was in an uproar, almost everybody stopped what they were doing inorder to watch the news.
Even the people in the outer wall who usually didn’t care, were overwhelmed by curiosity.
Street bars were packed full: murders, bandits, and other junkies went into the bars to listen to the news.
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Everyone gathered around and stayed silent in order to listen to the radios and TVs.
“COME ON YA GIT! TURN IT ON!”
Click* “I welcome you again to ALPHA NEWS hello my name is Mack Morrison your news anchor!”
“Now for your news! Just when you thought mondays were horrible it just gets worse! Several Omega Towers have been attacked!”
The crowd cheered, “YEAHH! SCREW OMEGA! BURN IT DOWN!”
“We have special footage showing the once legendary General J. Bottle and a little girl who perpetrated the attack!”
“Now a personal statement from Vermillion”
“General J. Bottle has damned our city, he’s a traitor and a terrorist. And so I have set a bounty of 10 billion credits to be given out for whoever brings me his head! As for the girl if you bring her alive then expect to receive double payment”
“WOW! What a turn of events! It seems that Vermillion is out for BLOOD!”
“And now for the weather...” Click*
The TV turned off and the people in the bar grew silent.
One bandit commented with a rather robust voice, “Screw that crap! Lets loot those fucking towers!”
Another rebuked, “You c-crazy?! Did you not see what I heard?!”
The silence broke, in a sea of screams and yelling.
Hundreds of bandits, mercenaries, and junkies cried for action.
Some of the more unenlightened decided to go to the fallen towers to loot, while others decided to hunt General Bottle.
The bar was now silent, only two silhouettes could be seen as all the others left the bar in quick succession.
There was a bartender and a man with an afro.
The man with the afro had dark brown skin with a thick blocky beard, which covered his entire jaw and upper lip.
The beard was well groomed and robust, the chin of the beard looked like an arrow pointing down while on his upper lip it looked like a flattened reverse V.
His face was rough, left eye had an eye patch covering a scar.
His lips were fat, his nose was big, his eyebrows were bushy, and he had wrinkles on his forehead.
He wore leather boots, an orange shirt, and a pair of dark turquoise pants.
And several gold rings, each three on the left and two on the right hand.
With a ruffled voice he spoke, “Humpf, so that bastard is still alive?”
Beer Beard took another sip of his drink and set it down, sighing deeply.
He then touched his left eye softly. In a fit of rage he formed a fist and was about to slam it down onto the table.
The bartender spoke back, “BEER BEARD WHERE THE HELL IS MY MONEY!”
Beer Beard after taking a last gulp of his drink quickly ran out the door. The bartender took out his shotgun and took a shot.
[BAM!]
“DAMMIT BEER BEARD! GET BACK OVER HERE WITH MY MONEY!”
Beer Beard jumped and dodged the first shot. Back to his feet and sprinted, “HAHA! JUST WAIT, BOTTLE! I’LL GET MY REVENGE!”