|
The Mystic Force - Prologue
By Spinoboy11
For the past year and a half...
Spinoboy11 had released four stories that haven't reached the standards to winning any awards...
But today, July 6, 2003...
...you will sadly be blown away...
T H E M Y S T I C F O R C E
WRITTEN BY S P I N O B O Y 1 1
STORY IDEA BY S P I N O B O Y 1 1
S P I N O B O Y 1 1
D A C
D I N O D U D E
V A D E R
C A R N O T A U R 3
S E T H R E X
J U R A S S I C L A W
I C E B R E A K E R
T H E C R O W
AND E V I L G R I N C H
Arizona - 2003 B.C. :
The sun began to rise in early morning as the ancient Nezalo tribe began to awake. The inhabitants of the land came out of the mesa they called home as their normal daily life was underway. Many of the workers began to work on their crops and some stayed and made clothing for the other tribe members.
Meanwhile, a young warrior was showing his love the dress he had made her, while the children ran around the area, playing tag. Their Chief, Wild Boar, his wife, Mezula, and his teenage son, Little Coyote, walked out of their section of the mesa and smelled the fresh air. The great Chief howled into the sky, signaling his arrival to his tribemates while at the same time, showing his power of the civilization. His wife and son stood proudly beside him, smiling.
The Nezalo people began to cheer as the Chief and his family began to walk down the main steps that led to the ground. They jumped up and down in respect and joy for their master, as he had proven himself by killing a rattlesnake with his bare hands in a ritual 15 years ago. He raised his hand, silencing the Nezalo tribe, and began his speech in an unknown language that originated from 8,000 years ago. After telling his people about different rituals that would be performed in the near future, he raised a special gold stone above his head. The artifact shone brightly as the blazing sun reflected off of it.
The tribe watched in awe as Chief Wild Boar began to talk about his accomplishment 10 years before as he had walked on fire to be given a reward. He then received this special rock by a witch doctor who told him that it would give the being who held it awesome powers that even the Gods couldn't match. The Nezalos cheered again in respect for the Chief, until suddenly...
BOOM!
Electricity surrounded the giant pod that landed in front of the main steps, feet away from the Chief himself. Beeping sounds could be heard as the door opened, causing the Natives the back away, excited and terrified. A tall, buff man walks down the ramp, looking down on Wild Boar. The intruder had to be seven feet tall and weighed in at 320 pounds. A gold name plate shone on his chest, with the name 'Force-9380' engraved on it. The Chief's son grunted before charging at the man, spear aimed. The man chuckled and snatched the spear from the teenager before throwing him back at the Chief.
Force-9380: Don't mess with me, little boy. I'm your worst nightmare.
The sinister voice of the being startled the tribe members, causing them to back up even more. Force-9380 laughed into the air before surprisingly throwing the spear at the Chief's son. The weapon punctured through the teenager's chest before bursting out through his back. The Chief's jaw dropped in horror as he watched his only child be slaughtered by this unknown being. The Chief was furious and walked up to the tall intruder with dozens of his tribe members following behind him.
But Force-9380 didn't come alone, however, as four other tall beings leaped out from the pod, each with a 'Force-' name engraved on their name plates. Force-9380 laughed ferociously before giving a signal to his teammates. They immediately began to open fire on the tribe with plasma laser machine guns. Their advanced weapons easily overpowered those of the Nezalo's as the tribe began to run for their lives. The Chief, his wife, his son, and many other tribe members lied there, dead while others tried to escape.
Force-9380: Kill them! Yes!
Some of the Natives tried to make themselves into slaves in return to keep their lives, but they were immediately executed. Finally, the whole entire tribe...the Chief, his family, men, women, and even children...all lay dead. The intruders blew their guns and began to celebrate.
Meanwhile, the insane leader, Force-9380, looked down on the deceased Chief Wild Boar. He hawked and spit on his face to embaress the soul of the Nezalo Chief before picking up the artifact that was still being held in the Chief's dead hand.
Force-9380: Fellas, we've gotten what we've come for. Let's get the hell outta this shithole, shall we?
Then, all of a sudden, a gigantic sandstorm erupts and begans to pick up power. Force-9380 yells for his teammates to head back to the pod. The five intruders try to get inside of their only way of transportation, but the air pressure was way too strong. It finally came to the point where it swept all of them and the pod itself away, leading them to the middle of nowhere.
The unknown futuristic team and the ancient artifact that they had been long looking for had both disappeared...
To Be Continued...
7/6/2003 2:54:32 AM
(Updated: 7/6/2003 2:55:15 AM)
Comment on this fan fiction!
|
|
|
