Intrusion: The World Upon Downside!

Why, why; why! Do I have to suffer something so paranormal? So unusual; it’s like earth is fighting back, yet now it is trying to redeem its true title. I feel like the balance between everyone has had a massive drop. The balance in humanity has lost against a stronger force. The final balance between civilizations has been lifted. Most of the natural disasters upon us are causing more destruction than ever before.
I have to sit here, day by day; watching the sun go down; yet to us, it is going up. The whole world is going up in a single spark; flames will erupt with corruption on earth. The world we once knew has become a hell hole; a dimension, a new planet has begun to grow from beneath us. Yet to us; it feels like it’s growing upon us. From above; the ground shakes, roars breaking down our trees. Separating us from each-other, leaving us with what the dinosaurs ended with.

Written By: xxJessxx (Luke! Not Jess {Cousin} & Diantha
Warning: Content in this story: Bad Language.


12. Ignorance Inside A Bus...

Our bus, more like her bus; more time went by, I felt as if she was my own. After finding her abandoned – no family in sight. Well there were a few people back there; only the ones who have poisonous minds. Amy and I, we made a little wish I guess, back under the fire. The more she subtracted away from me; I seemed to repel away from her. Everything I had been doing wrong; I do right with this child, feels like a bright light. She is showing me the ways; yet I am her tutor?

“M-mister, will I ever... ever, see my mummy?” The little girl whispered; looking down at her torn up shoes.

“Only time will tell, I can’t judge what is about to come; yet I know it feels adventurous” I replied, with a smile; focussing on the positive, hiding away the negative.

The bus driver made a distress signal, it sounded very stressful, I could only imagine the crap he is going through. Driving all the citizens who are sane, driving them away to safety; then again, some say that a driver can drive you up the wall. All is fair I guess, if his signal made any sense that is... before I could even ask why the bus had stopped; people freaked out.

“Calm down, I know this looks bad; I could of just thrown you off this death cartridge on wheels, yet where would it leave me?!”  A mysterious voice called out; his voice was deep, unfamiliar too.

The little girl beside me, she had lowered herself under sight. I could barely see her, the pink bag that was behind the seat; she seems to have adapted to it. The grief on the bus seemed to be the commotion of a crazy lunatic; I thought we were on this bus to get away from that! I slowly turned; only to witness a few deaths in-front of me. The bus driver seemed knocked out cold.

“P-please, I can’t just make promises and break them... my children miss me!” A middle-aged woman cried; her knees joint to her hands; she seems to be begging.

“N-no, off-course, I can’t just let you fall; after-all your children would miss you” the man reasoned with the defenceless woman, holding his heavy pistol in both hands.

Whenever someone is in danger; I feel like it’s my responsibility. Personal instincts I guess, I never felt unique; I just felt the need to be good, after everything mother put me through. She was always there for me; keeping me away from dangers of the outside world. Only back then; not much danger was around, it was mainly just the basic uncommon crimes.

“T-thank you stranger, I promise never to talk back to you again, I p-promise” the woman pleaded with a thank-you. Her tears became more of a flowing liquid as she looked at the gun.

“N-no, wait... I never said that I would spare you for a pathetic little mouth feeding idiot” the stranger kept the threat steady; still being under his control.

The time to save her was rather now or never, I prepared to dash. Holding me back, it was a young sweet girl, her tiny delicate hands clutched around my waist. She looked at me with her eyes full of fear. The emotion was a little too powerful; leaving her behind seemed to be a mistake.

“M-mister, p-please find my mummy” the little girl whispered; crying patches of tears on my waist.

Result of giving in to a helpless girl full of life. Full of a future just waiting to happen, it always ends in such a way; that I never really wanted in the first place. Father told me about the war days; how one life has to be sacrificed to make such a big difference. He named them people; the real heroes of Earth; he was right to say that, mother was wrong to deny that.

“P-p-please, don’t do... let go of me!” The middle-aged woman screamed continuously, her scream; it wasn’t just one or two; it felt like an echo stuck in my mind.

The stranger was too devious to care, he had the power after-all; a weapon to put a life to misery. Everyone would of been right, I could done something; so why didn’t I? Why did I let an innocent life be taken away by the people I know longer trust. Is it wrong to class these people? Is it wrong for me to group these civilians who take a different role of dishonesty and defying trust all together?!

The little girl was still crying smaller tears on my waist. Her grip was a lot stronger than mine; she seemed to be attached to me already. Her mouth drooled from sadness, possibly a slight inch of devastation. The gun was soon to be fired; I sensed it, like anyone would; they would know if that weapon is going to be used. Sometimes we fear a little too often; when things can be done...

Being protective that leads me holding onto a life. whilst letting another innocent one fall. They say it’s the circle of life; so if it is? Why do I feel like I have just broken my own trust? The little girl clutched a little tighter; I covered her ears; looking down at her devastated face. Holding in the manly tears; I guess like everyone; we need to make the dangerous situations look a little un-dangerous. Someone has to be brave; someone has to teach wrongs and rights...

“Next time, you should...” the stranger’s voice went softer; as he went a further distance dragging the stressed woman away.

In just five seconds; the only sound I heard, well mostly... three bullets firing from a distance; then the final sound that I dread to think about... the falling of a person, I know it was a distance; yet it felt so close... it felt as if she died right in-front of me. Meanwhile; the young girl finally let go of me, no longer being afraid, she curled into her seat. Sleeping against the window as her tears was now drying against the fragile glass.

As soon as the gun firing is stopped; everybody is still in shock; holding their heads against the glass. Some people could not take what they had witnessed; lucky for me I never saw what happened to her... I dread to even set one little thought on how she was killed. Obviously it was a bullet; yet how do we know if that’s the full story? One person near me, he started to violently smash his head against the bus seat in front of him. (I guess he wants the easy way out...)

“Now, just cleared up something... as for the rest of you, I can see you’re taking this rather well” the stranger returned; filling more people with reasons to hate them-selves.

“So like I said before, nobody will get hurt; if you just give me the cash so I can see me my daughter!” The stranger shouted; starting from a calm voice as it erupted into a violent tone.

Everyone else on the bus was still in shock; some were taking it well, whilst others tried to die. Many of them were trying to escape through such a dangerous way of escaping.

Obviously this man had broken the barrier between peace and harmony; I needed to put a stop; though I was positive that the stop would not be successful in some ways. Holding the courage in my hands; I stood up for those who couldn’t, whilst looking directly at the stranger. Now I got to see a full profile on what this guy looked life; before I never had the time to observe his looks...

“Humph, just another guy trying to get by in life huh, don’t say a word; I’ve seen what you’ve done to someone. Well, I’ve imagined in a way that an idiot like you couldn’t” I taunted, stunning the stranger with truth and facts.

“I s-see, so as all the others lay there like ducks; you decide to take a stand... don’t get me wrong bruv; I could easily have you taken down. Just one little phone call; my mates would be on ya” the stranger spoke in a very impolite manner.

“Obviously... how do you expect to take me on though? This bus isn’t going to be moving until you leave anyway; do you really think I haven’t dealt with you idiots before?” I taunted the conversation further; as my words finally had taken the threatening ways.

Eye to eye, looking directly at his face; all I saw was a pathetic excuse for a man. Mother would have said the same; she always knew how people’s faces show who they are. Then again, her sister; blind Catherine, she has to sense from feelings. Being blind can change a person; sometimes it’s for the better or possibly for the worse? The only question I had in my mind was... (Is he going to use that gun? Is this man going to fall into the hands of the demons?)

“A smart mouth huh, my old man would take that as something to feed on. He says that the smarter they are, the easier they shall fall” the stranger spoke with a lot of embracement; if only it was holy words... not the junk a bad man would tell you.

“O-okay, I’m fine with what you’re doing... how about you use the gun, I mean; since you are the one here with a weapon after-all... putting many lives at stake, claim my life; leave their lives... you get me?” I spoke whilst feeling a little petrified from any action this stranger was about to pull.

“Ha-ha-ha, like I said; the easier they fall... my old man taught me the strings too, how a person can be manipulated into a fool; you know like a puppet mate...” the stranger’s height still never made sense to what age he must be. Yet his tone along with attitude; I got a decent idea...

“Na, you’re right; I guess my old man just saw a brighter light. You know; one that wouldn’t fall into a valley of darkness...” my final taunt was surely going to make him go off the edge.

The stranger finally allowed his brain to be full of greed. It wasn’t long until he made a threat to me; well it was part of me at-least. Maybe not in family, maybe not in spirit; yet she was still someone I felt very close to. Someone I had been relying on for a while now...

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