The Immortal Greed

Mt. Elberus, 2300 H On a very quiet night, the wind blew cold and darkness engulfs the heavy rainforest of Mt. Elberus. The sound of crickets and dancing trees was only audible at this time of night. The coldness chilled the bones of the black ops team heading to the mission site. There were three armed vehicles in convoy running at medium speed bouncing off against the rocky terrain. Captain Luke Mason and his 20 fellow agents were very silent in the armed military vehicle. They could not comprehend what, but maybe it was the cold breeze the Mountain offered with a perfect combination of lifelessness and a blanket of darkness or the risk of participating in any Kill squad missions. The Captain, a handsome middle-aged man, addressed his team via radio and went over the mission details. Efficient, experienced, and dedicated to the military code, the Captain possessed, had gained him the respect of everybody under his wing. He headed the Kill squad with highly trained assassins and th

Astron City Various colored lights and high-rise buildings, some of which seemed to seize the heavens, occupied a vast stretch of land at the Center of the United Alliance Confederation. Roads intertwined in different levels, some were overlapping and some were strategically built underground, stretching to the outskirts beyond the barren. People from different places varied in terms of status and visited this somewhat enchanted place to indulge in various selections of majestic tastes of fine living. It was their capital, the wealthiest, largest, most advanced, and where the UAC commerce rotates, named Astron City. Oftentimes than not, people were transformed in this City. They tend to acquire a sense of unexplainable hope of thriving as they wanted to experience more of this City. Different memorials were constructed in every corner of the city that commemorated the victory and survivability as it was under siege by Rebel militants, years ago, almost destroying a significant fract

Astron City - the next day Sun rose from behind the hills. Its rays peeked through, slightly embracing the beautifully designed neighborhood, River Creek. Birds chirped, as they were heard every morning, bouncing from beautifully spaced ornamental trees emphasizing the concrete road webbing through the subdivision. Almost overlooking the expanse of Astron City, making this property a little bit above the medium-end classification. As the sun was at its peak, the ornamental trees provided shade on roads to maintain coolness if people opt to evade the slightly harmful sun rays. At this time of day, River Creek was almost a bunch of empty houses as the majority of the tenants went to Astron City, burying themselves to work just to compensate for the lifestyle that they have chosen. But not Lance, he stayed in the house during the daytime to sober up for the next drinking session. Most often than not, he went out during nighttime - a scapegoat to his liking, evading the never-ending ser

River Creek, Astron City, UAC *** Angela parked her SUV in their garage. She was back from her hometown at Barnsford. It was a long drive and took her 5 hours to Astron City. As she disembarked, she sighed heavily bearing the ungrateful feeling of unhappy married life. The feeling was loathsome, the thought of having a nice home but a failing marriage, it was as if it became normal. Angela did not even have a solid definition of a happy marriage. She was not only unhappy but she was also hurting most of the time. Their home was situated in a quiet neighborhood. Living inside their house provided an immense discomforting quietness that always drove her to cry. Their house was expensive for an average couple. When they were canvassing for a house, Lance wanted to impress her wife when he was still active on duty. Thus pushing him to buy an ostentatious house up above the hill overlooking the beauty of Astron City. It was perfect to live a quiet and private life beyond the loudness o

Route 55, Brensby, Bower City *** A fat and bald police officer, in his early forties, sat down on his chair with her both feet placed on top of his desk. He was eating peanuts and waiting for something to happen. Suddenly and unexpectedly, his landline phone rang loudly. The police officer stretched his right hand while staying in a slouched position. "Brower Police Station, this is Officer Jones." The police officer lazily answered as he always anticipated a prank call. "Officer, there is a car accident. The car collided with a lamp post and it is burning.. here in route 55." The anonymous male voice spoke at the other end of the phone. Officer Jones jerked and took his feet off the table and sat rigidly while hearing the voice over the phone. "Hello, hello, hello, who is this?" Jones exclaimed. The conversation was suddenly cut-off. "This is Roy. I am riding on Route 55 towards Astron. I just passed by a burning car right on the curb. Hurry up, maybe someone got hurt." It ans