We were enslaved by a powerful race the lordkins. They wrecked havoc on many of races throughout the galaxy and happened to find earth. They were a race of greed, hatred, death. Death followed them everywhere and terror rised in the hearts of many nations. Their army were thousands upon thousands. Millions. I wondered how these savages think, I watch them annihilate thousands. Control everything. Their technology was advanced as ours was primitive. Forces of thousands walked slaves in a line. Soldiers holding guns haunted the world. On television was a message from their leader vikan and he terrified our planet and massacred millions. Little children screamed as they stormed through the homes of mankind marking humans with a code. This code was in a database of billions. We had a war with the lordkins. Our army was not strong enough to win this war with this race. Troops, helicopters, and jets flew everywhere around the war site. I watched as explosions blew up tanks. I still managed to live enslaved to this race. They brought their technology to conquer our planet and everyday the same message was televised. Work or die. We are the lordkins. They overruled our governments and took over every fucking thing. They brought drugs to take over our pharmaceutical industry. I took pills to engage in this phenomenon. These drugs altered states of consciousness. I smoked mariguana and drunk a 40 ounce of Old English. This race was a magnificent race they took people lives and let them do anything. I was a billionaire. Endulging in all their riches. Fast cars, money, women. I was living the high life. The lordkins evolutionized the world. They could do anything. I was at home watching the N G B A. The national galaxy basketball association was a sports entertainment organization that made millions to come and play basketball at a high level. My favorite team the Chicago Angels was a terrifying team of angels that played the rawest way ever. I was entertaining my guests when a televised message was broadcast. A televised service for iguana a mariguana industry that selled millions.
It was war everywhere we traveled. Light years. And beyond. My race was powerful beings that been in a war with a race of people called the lunarians. The olgathans, parisians. We raise children to become warriors. I was asleep on our planet and we have joined other families to end this war of the olgathans a savage race built on destruction and conquering. My race was a race of warriors and we been fighting the lunarians for decades. An ongoing battle that had driven us to conquering our enemy. I was a swift warrior and swordsman that wields a powerful sword of light. This sword strikes foes with a terrifying light that pierces souls and obliterates them into dust. I was in a middle of a war against many and strikes fear in many. My name is Vatririon a fierce warrior from the Vatririans. I galloped on my horse with the sword of lightning and strikes thunder on olgathans. A army was waiting on my signal to blow the trumpets of fire that called down fire to burn any who falls in my wrath. I jumped off the mighty horse the lightrian and flew with mighty wings to soldiers with deadly weapons that smites thousands. The sword of might turned those into fire and turned them into ash. I fought while many vatririans watched. The lightrian flew towards me blowing fire out its mouth. I kneeled and stuck the sword of light into the ground and destroyed armies. “You will perish vatririan.” This one soldier yelled as I stuck him with fire. “Never.” I yelled as I threw the sword of fury and a triple somersault and caught it back. I left many perished and with dread.
He was out in the rain watching as the worlds terror rained down on him. He stood looking through the window of a happily family on halloween. His face would terrify the most innocent child and make them run in terror. The father of the house looked through his window and saw as a hideous face mocking him. He grabbed the kids and he called the police and reported a trespassing. He stepped outside and the man spoke. “Happy halloween.” The man ran back in the house. A few minutes later the police arrived and he was gone. In his lair he had remains of body parts everywhere of children. He’d eat children and drew pictures of himself standing in the same position. He loved to terrify people. We called him the halloween man. But he would kidnap children whenever he wanted. He stood watching television of the channel news station. He had caged a child that was fighting for dear life. “Hello.”?With a deep terrifying voice. He opened the cage and the child tried on run but he was too strong to escape or find a way out. He looked at his picture of him standing in the rain. He showed his picture to the child who was crying helplessly and proceeded to take the child back to their home.
The child knocked on the door with a picture in his hand and was screaming.
It sky was beautiful the stars were wishes meant to come true. I was looking at the stars thinking about other planets and how their home planet was. My planet was full of beings that lived their life as stars being wished upon. I seen shooting star flying pass so I made a wish. I knew my wish would come true one day. Knowing others wishes would come true. After stargazing I got up and flew home. I liked flying felt like a superhero flying. I lived in a world where many crazy things happen. Yesterday it rained stars and the world came out to see it. Magic. It was a evil system controlling the world. Corrupt. It was hard living in this world I lived in. I was a spy from a secret organization that monitored evil. My name is agent Q. Q is for quan. Me and my team are called the galactic corps.
