The Purple

Sophie and Liam never returned to this quantum world after being yanked back to the real world by Marilyn. Electoral Round 27 had been designed to convince Sophie to use her power and return to the Purple and save earth from assured destruction.

As earth’s latest Light Drive technology was ripping holes through the Purple and killing billions, the neighboring hostile race, the Metils declared war on earth. They powered up a region of their world and the goal was to stop the destruction on earth.

Worlds were impermeable between each other, but like two sides of a plastic bag wall, the whims of what happened on either side mattered. There was a dance between neighboring worlds, they moved together. Humans did not understand its own sun was energy, heat and life to The Purple. The same way, the energy of the Solar System helped fuel The Cold.

“Sir,” spoke loudly the purpleite scientist trying to awake the elder. It had been trying for a while in vain.

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The large ball of rocks, the quantum creature’s came to life on its throne. It started moving until it finally awoke. “Who are you?” It snapped unhappy for the early rise.

“Apologies sir, we, the Council need a decision,” answered the smaller creature. In this world, rocks moved and formed the basis of this life form. “We are ready to release the large ball in the Cold.”

It grumbled. “You are waking me up for something that stupid?”

“Sir, the Council agrees, we should not send it at a moment which might kill billions.”

The creature did not care, it was upset and said, “Destroy them.”

“Sir?”

“Can you throw that thing at them and kill them all?”

“Yes.”

The creature, still upset concluded, “Then kill them all!”

Since Sophie had not visited the Purple, a decision was made. Earth would be destroyed. The scientists of the Purple warmed certain portions of space. In the Solar System, in the heart of the sun, heliocorium was forming a large tube.

“Sir,” the creature begged. “Mall-ik, your son is there.”

“Better yet, kill it. The bastRd should die.”

The forces in the Purple would destroy earth.