The Interview

“What day is it?”

“It’s Thursday. Why do you ask?”

“I was just curious as to why, you’re carrying a suitcase.”

“Well, if you must know. I’m carrying this suitcase because I’m going to be interviewing for a job.”

“So what’s the suitcase for?”

“I have all of my important documents about me in this suitcase.”

“Well that’s really weird that you would need all of that stuff.”

“They need this stuff to know exactly what I’ve accomplished throughout the years.”

“You mean other than beating a dog in an eating contest?”

“I thought I told you never to bring that up again!”

“Hee-hee. It was so funny though.”

“Well anyways, I need to get going.”

“Why are you in such a hurry?”

“Because I want to be on time for it. Besides why are you asking me so many questions?”

“Because… You’re interviews next week…”

“No… It’s today. The 13th.”

“Today’s the 6th…”

“… Oh, let me check first…. F@#K! Well, at least now I have more time to prepare for the interview.”

“That’s the spirit.”

“… I’m just going to go to bed now.”

“It’s 2 p.m. though.”

“The days over anyway.”

*Door slam*

“Eh, could’ve been worse.”

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Battle for Athens

Living in the intellectual bastion that is Athens had allowed Nissicus the opportunity to study under some of the smartest philosophers the world has ever seen . What he wasn’t ready for, was that Sparta had been gearing up for a new war in hopes of finally getting their greedy hands on Athens’ spoils. He had never had to fight since he was from a wealthy family, but that might have to change. There have been reports that the Spartans are gearing up for an all out assault on Athens. Nissicus was not a cowardly man, he often liked to question his teachers when they said something that didn’t have a purpose. Many of his fellow classmates were nervous about the coming war, just as he was, but they didn’t believe that the Spartans would actually dare to challenge the might of Athens.

Nissicus knew that the Spartans were not a joke. When he was a child, he had seen a Spartan slave kill a man with his bare hands. The thought of seeing an army of such men scared him half-to-death. The traumatizing experience even worsened the fact that, because he was the heir to the family fortune, and that he was the only male old enough to fight in his family, he was to be conscripted for the war. Training for the war was in one week and he needed to be fit. However, his classes at school were not going to stop during said war. His teachers feared that if they stopped teaching Athenians about philosophy, that Athens might then become like savage Sparta.

Everything began to overwhelm Nissicus, who ran to the Parthenon to pray to Athena for guidance. Even after all of the sacrifices that Nissicus brought to the temple, nothing seemed to help him. Had Athena forsaken him? He thought to himself and questioned if the gods were real. He shook his head, of course they were real, even his teachers believed in the gods. They did however, say to question everything. Deciding that it would be better for him to just rest and deal with everything later, he headed home to sleep.

Nissicus, awoke the next morning to a horrifying shriek, and then someone yelled,  “The Spartans are attacking!!!”

That was the last thing that he wanted to hear. He wasn’t prepared to fight, but he must defend his family and his city from those savages.He ran into the living room of his house and grabbed a bronze sword and shield that had been mounted on a wall. He then sprinted out the door and down the hill towards the walls of Athens. Upon approaching the walls he saw hundreds of Athenians soldiers standing in front of him.

“Hey you!” Nissicus heard someone yell at him.”Are you ready to fight for Athens!”

“I am ready!” Nissicus yelled back. He turned to see a giant of a man standing next to him. Nissicus himself was about average height, but hadn’t had to do much manual labor.

“Really? You look pretty scrawny. How good are you with a bow?”

“I’m better with a bow, then with a sword.”

The man turned and yelled, “Get this man bow! And you, get on top of the wall.”

Nissicus ran up the stairs to the top of the wall. He stood next to others who were in similar physique as him. A man came running up the stairs carrying a bow with a quiver full of arrows. He saw Nissicus, the only on the wall without a bow, and handed it to him saying, “May Athena be with you.”

He looked down from the wall at an encroaching Spartan army. He saw men carrying ladders and knew that if they succeeded in getting those ladders on the walls, he was going to die. He raised his bow into the sky, but a fellow archer took it from him. “Wait for orders to fire!” the archer yelled at him. He then gave Nissicus the bow.

This was all new to him. The gates of Athens opened and Athenian spear-men poured out. He knew that they couldn’t defeat the Spartans on the ground.  The Spartans were known for their powerful spear infantry. How did they expect to win.

“Ready your bows men!” a man yelled. Nissicus pointed his bow into the air, took an arrow out, and pulled it back on the string. “Fire!” He let fly the arrow, and hoped that it stayed true. A flurry of arrows descended down on the Spartans, who had put their shields up to defend themselves, however some of the Spartans were killed from the arrows. The Spartans marched onward, towards the Athenian spear-men. “Ready! Fire!” Nissicus heard once more. More Spartans fell dead this time.

The Spartans finally reached the front-lines of the Athenians. It looked like it was going to be a massacre. Athenians fell dead, but so did the Spartans. To Nissicus’ surprise, the Athenians were doing quite well on the ground. “Ready! Fire!” Nissicus was going to hear this many more times before the battle is over. Every time those two words were yelled, more and more Spartans fell dead.Some of the Athenians got caught in the crossfire, but for the most part, the archers decimated the Spartan lines. The Spartans didn’t have any archers to retaliate with. After the Athenian archers killed the men carrying the ladders for the Spartans, they had no choice but to retreat.

Athens gathered their wounded and their dead after the battle. It made Nissicus sick to think that so many people could die, just for glory. Those disgusting Spartans killed thousands of Athenian men, just so they could appease Ares. Or at least that’s what their prisoners said, before  they were sent to become slaves on the farms around Athens.

Nissicus, in the end returned to school in hopes that he would never have to see the battlefield again. His teachers said that war was necessary for the evolution of mankind. They must have never seen what transpires on a battlefield. For the very opposite of evolution occurs in the heat of battle. He went to the Parthenon and prayed that their wouldn’t be any more battles for Athens. However, he knew the gods loved war, and that his prayers would fall on deaf ears… But there is always hope.

 

A Night in Space

Looking at the stars is something that always makes me wonder what it must be like out in space. I’ve always wanted to go out there, but my parents tell me that I’m to young. They tell me that when I get older, I might be able to get a spaceship ride. For now however,  they told me that I am too small to ride on a spaceship safely. I am sixteen years old, I believe that if I am able to drive a vehicle, I should be able to be a passenger on a spaceship. My parents are just so old-fashioned.

Going to school, I asked my friends if they had ever been on a spaceship. They told me no, but they had heard of children much younger than us had been on one. I wasn’t sure if these were fictional or true stories that I was being told. But, I mean a kid must’ve been on a spaceship at least once in history. Knowing this, I got on the internet and searched “kids in space” and found countless stories of children with their parents in space. It was actually common on some planets, apparently the planets were so small that some things could only be found on other planets so they had to leave a lot.

I guess my planet is large enough that we don’t ever have to leave. I’ve never seen my parents go to the spaceport and leave, so I assume that our planet is good enough for them. I want to see the galaxy. There is so much out there that I have yet to experience, and even though I’m in high school, I want to experience as much as I can. The world seems to pass me by faster and faster, and I am afraid that if I don’t adventure now, I might never get the chance to. I need to get a ticket and see what outer space is like.

The next day, I told my parents that I was going over to my friend Sam’s place after I got off work. I probably would’ve told them that I was going to be gone for a couple of days, because I was going to the next planet over and then returning. I bought my ticket online. The trip was scheduled to take about five to six hours and delays weren’t likely. It was exciting to be doing something so daring. I called in for work, and didn’t go to Sam’s, instead Sam and I went to the Spaceport.

The whole building was packed full of people. Most of the people were adults in business suits, and there were children here too despite what my parents told me about going to space being dangerous. We went up to the desk and they gave us our tickets. I looked at Sam, and thought about what might happen if we get caught. Sam noticed that I was getting nervous, grabbed me by my shoulders and shook me. I snapped out of my worrying thoughts and we walked over to the line for our ship. We stood in line for what seemed like hours before we were able to get through security and to our spaceship.

Walking to our spaceship, I couldn’t believe how big it was. It carried hundreds of passengers, but I never imagined it would be this big. As we took off, the sun began to go down on my planet, and the takeoff made me flinch. High above my planet I could see its blue and green that makes the planet so beautiful. I’ve been told that my planet is one of the most beautiful planets in the galaxy, and now I know why people say that. It truly is awe-inspiring to see it in all of its glory. I looked at Sam to see if she was seeing what I was, but she was too busy looking at the menu trying to decide what to eat.

About an hour or so into the flight, the pilot came on over the PA system and told us that due to some technical difficulties. We had to turn back. Sam told me that she was kind of bummed because we didn’t make it to another planet, but I reminded her that we just wanted to go to space anyways. The other planet was just going to be an added bonus. When we got back to the spaceport, we got our refunds, and we left. Since it was still night-time and I had told my parents that I was staying at Sam’s, that’s exactly what I did. So in the end I didn’t lie to my parents after all, and I got to spend a night in space.

How Did It Come To This?

The sweat fell from his brow as he ran through the field of grass, sword raised high above his head. “How did it ever come to this?” he thought to himself as he raced towards an armored clad knight.

Earlier that day, Ron was sitting in bar waiting for his beer, when a man dressed in fancy looking clothes sat next to him. He told the bartender that he wanted a pint. Ron stared at the man. Rich people weren’t common in these parts, and sensible men would never come here. It is dangerous part of the city in which many call it the slums.

“What brings you to these parts?” Ron asked. The man looked over at Ron and just sneered.

“Look, it’s dangerous for people like you here, so you should probably leave soon.”

“I’m here looking for someone, and I won’t leave until I find him.” The rich man stated.

Ron looked away from the rich man as the bartender slid him his beer. He chugged the beer and whipped his face.

“Look, everyone here considers everyone else as family. So, whoever you’re looking for, you better not do anything to them or you’ll pay, rich boy.”

“Is that a threat?” the rich man said. Ron noticed the sword on his side and he flinched slightly. “I will do what I need to do.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means that what I’m doing here is none of your business.”

The bartender looked at the two men, and knowing that things were going sour fast, said “You two need to leave. Sorry Ron, but if you’re going to continue arguing, it’s gonna be bad for business.”

Ron looked at the rich man. He looked at his beer, and said “Let’s go outside like the bartender said.”

The two men walked outside and squared off. A fight was about to happen, but Ron believed that because the man was rich, that their was a better chance at winning. He never saw it coming when the rich man knocked him out with the first punch. The next thing he saw, was a woman pouring water on his face. He sat up and asked her what she was doing. She replied, “I found you in the street. So I’m just doctoring you all up.”

To think that pouring water on someone is considered doctoring them up. He asked the lady if she had heard of anything that might have happened in the area recently. She told him no. So Ron asked if she had seen the man and if so which way had he gone. She told him that she had seen the man head north towards the old church. He asked the lady which the old church was from her house. She told him and Ron ran to that location.

As Ron ran towards the old church. He noticed a gathering of people so he walked over to it. He pushed his way through the crowd to see a lifeless body laying before him. That lifeless body was the body of his best friend, Gunther. Ron’s blood boiled at the thought of the man he had fought earlier. He knew that the rich man must be behind him.

“Did anyone see who did this?”

“Aye!” yelled a man.

“Which way did they go?”

“They ran towards the gates!”

Ron ran to his home in order to grab his only family treasure. The family sword. He then ran towards the gates. The guards were standing around just talking to each other. Ron approached them.

“Did you see a rich man leave here on foot?”

“What’s it to ya?” a guard asked rudely.

“A man was murdered and man is the murderer.”

“What makes you think that?”

“Because he told me he was going to do something bad to someone.”

“Oh, really. Well in that case, I think he left.”

Ron was done talking to the snarky guards and decided to try to find the man on his own. He walked out from the city walls and looked around grasslands, hoping to find the rich man. After hours of searching, Ron saw a face that he recognized, but they were wearing a suit of armor. He couldn’t remember meeting any knights.

“Could that scum actually be a knight?” Ron thought to himself, “There is no way.”

As Ron got closer to the man, it was in fact who he thought it was. The rich man was wearing a suit of armor. He looked up to see Ron charging at him with his sword held above his head. Ron couldn’t believe that he was about to attack a knight, but he couldn’t let him get away with murdering his best friend. The rich man had plenty of time to grab his sword and parry Ron’s first strike.

“This is it.” The thought of death filled Ron’s mind. He knew there was no possible way he could defeat a knight in combat.

“You don’t have to fight me!” The rich man yelled. “I can tell you why I did it.”

“NO! You killed my best friend! You have to pay!”

“Suit yourself.” The rich man started to strike at Ron with powerful blows. After a few strikes, Ron’s sword was knocked from his hands and landed behind him.

The knight then said, “Now will you listen to me?”

“Why should I?”

“Because otherwise, I will kill you.” The rich man put his sword up to Ron’s chest.

“Now, your best friend was a wanted criminal. He was considered one of the most powerful mob bosses in the city. I was tasked with taking him out, by all means necessary. When I approached him, I told him that he needed to come with me. He threatened me at knife point. So I was forced to take action.”

“Gunther would never do anything like that!” Ron shouted.

“Well, he did. And that is why your friend is dead. Now, do you still want to join him?”

Ron stepped back, taking everything he was just told in. He couldn’t believe that his best friend was murdered for being a mob boss. He couldn’t have been a mob boss. Ron was the mob boss in the area, not Gunther.

“I was in the wrong, alright. I’m sorry for attacking you.”

“You’re alright, just next time. Don’t be so irrational.”

“Oh, I won’t be.” Ron said to himself as he walked back towards the city.

Everything was about to change in the city, and Ron was going to be the mastermind behind it all.

 

Like a Bird

“Do you ever wonder what it’d be like to be a bird and to just be able to fly around the world and see everything?”

“You do realize that birds go on the same migratory adventure every year, right? They don’t go all around the world.”

“Well, they still see a lot more of the world than I do.”

“That’s true. However, you don’t leave your house very much to begin with. I mean I could walk down the street and see more of the world than you ever have.”

“I get out of the house!.. Sometimes.”

“Look, do you want to go out and see the world or just sit in your house all day, everyday.”

“Can’t I have both?”

“How are you supposed to do both?”

“I’ve read stories of moving houses. I could make one of those.”

“But, you won’t even exit your house to make one of them.”

“I can figure out a way to build the moving house from in here.”

“You know if you weren’t in bed all the time, you might not be so pale, or sick all the time.”

“Well maybe if I wasn’t crippled I could get out of bed.” *eyes start to tear up*

“Yeah, you’re right. But, I can always carry you around town”

“The sun burns my skin though.”

“It does that to everyone.”

“I wish I had feathers like a bird so that it wouldn’t burn.”

“I do too. But, I will take you anywhere in the world.”

“That’s really sappy to say.”  *giggle*

“You are my daughter, so most things I say are sappy.”

“I love you Dad.”

“I love you too sweetie.”

New Earth

“I want to go home!” I heard a child yell behind me.

“We can’t go home.” The child’s mom said with a sad tone.

“No one can go home.” I mumbled to myself.

A war had erupted between China and the United States. Russia soon joined into the war when the fighting spread to their country. World War III had been started and the only thing left was for someone to get desperate enough to launch a nuclear missile. No one is sure who shot that first missile, but everyone was told to either go underground or to get on a shuttle and head for space before the radiation spread to them.

The choice to go to space was basically a death sentence because we hadn’t yet figured out how to survive indefinitely in that environment, but since I’ve always wanted to see space, I went there anyway. The exiting of Earth’s atmosphere was definitely interesting. You could feel your body becoming lighter and it was pretty sickening at first, but once gravity was restored on the space ship, all the sickness that you might have felt was gone. Looking out the window made the whole choice of going to space worthwhile. The Earth was magnificently blue, but you could see that brown was starting to take over. The atmosphere of Earth was changing incredibly fast and was making the whole planet uninhabitable.

It’s sad really. When you see that a beautiful thing can be destroyed by something that seems so small in contrast. Earth’s death was caused by the failure of humans to resolve their issues, and therefore killing themselves. The beauty that so many had wished to save, was destroyed by the few who wished destruction. I pulled out my camera and took as many pictures as I could before we got too far away.

The spaceship I am currently on has been made to accommodate around one-hundred and fifty people. It’s one of the smaller spaceships, but in the end they were all going to the same place. All refugee spaceships were to convene on the New Earth ship. This ship is the new version of the International Space Station. It’s  technology makes it almost self-sufficient. ‘Almost’ is why going to space is basically a death sentence. Only a certain amount of people are allowed on the ship, because the farms can’t sustain a growing population because of the lack of soil and water.

I took pictures of New Earth as we began to dock. Entering the behemoth of a ship was exciting. This was the fruit of over one-hundred years of construction. It was the feat that all of the nations of the world helped to create before the Great War broke out. The ship was truly awe-inspiring. So much so that even the little kid that wanted to go home said, “Wow! This is so cool!”

We could see the workers on New Earth running about, trying to get to the ships to unload all the refugees. At this time a lady walked up to us as we were leaving our ship.

“Welcome to New Earth! This will be your new home. We hope you enjoy your stay. I will be your guide to the housing precinct of New Earth. On our way there, we will pass through the food court and grocery stores. We are currently in the works of our entertainment district. Follow me to your new home.”

We began our tour of the ship when we reached the massive food court. It seemed that they had every type of food imaginable. I could live here, but I knew that I would need to find work somewhere more fitting for me. Perhaps farming, or construction would be most suitable. Anyways, the lady started to speak.

“This is New Earth’s state of the art food court. We have over one-hundred different restaurants with as many different types of food.”

We continued our walk down a wide hallway. The walking ended when we found multiple grocery stores. Each one seemed to market towards different types of food.

“These are the grocery stores that you will allow you to be able to get any type of food that you would ever want.”

Walking through the entertainment district was kind of interesting to see. A very large chunk of the ship was being worked on. The construction seemed to go on forever and outside you could see workers building on to the ship.

“This is the Entertainment district. As you can tell, it is currently under construction. We plan to finish the construction before the last refugees come aboard.”

I stared at the construction a little longer. I wanted to help out. It was beckoning me to do so. I looked at my camera and decided to take a picture before I got too far behind the tour. When I caught up to them, we were nearing the housing precinct.

“This is the housing precinct.” The tour guide said. “Welcome to your new home! Now, I am to give you your keys to your home based on your identification. So if you would please, pull out your identification cards.”

Everyone, including me, pulled out there cards and showed them to the lady before she gave them their key. When she finally got to me and gave me my key, I looked at the number on it, searched for the door number, and entered. “This is my new home.” as I looked around the already furnished room. I took a deep breath and said, “Peace at last.”