Beasts Awakened

by Full Moon Publishing

  But however, some of them weren’t just motivated enough to be athletic. No, they weren’t. Instead, they decided to sit inside at all times and just write and read, keen on learning from what the books gave them, keen to simply observe and calculate the outcome of what things would be like and what would it end up as. One of these students was Borton Flint.

  “Mr. Flint!” Borton looked up, his eyes holding a lot more than just annoyance in them. There were small, black colored bags underneath his eyes defining the number of days he hadn’t slept and his hands spinning a simple pen in his hands. “How glad to have your attention. Perhaps you can solve the problem written on the board.”

  Borton sighed and looked at the complicated looking mathematics problem written on the board and snorted. Complex, yeah right.

  “The answer is X/2=7x+47C^182,” Borton said blandly. He then showed his paper to the teacher who’s jaw had dropped the second he had said the answer. “Ma’am, with all due respect, we’ve already done all of this in class once, why are we doing this again?”

  “Because unlike you, not all have a talent for mathematics and even if you are quite the math whiz, I would like it if you would pay attention and set the example to the other students.” Their teacher, a strict looking woman with glasses, glared at him. The other students sniggered quietly but were silenced by a glare from the teacher. “And the rest of you should follow his example!”

  There were some grumbles from everyone, but they were all silenced while Borton was the one to snigger this time. He simply shook his head and looked out the window once again towards the city.

  With the war that was going on in the world currently, the state of the city wasn’t the once-booming city it was. There were army squadron’s everyone, anti-aircraft missiles on top of high rises and even the school was protected by the military. What they certainly didn’t expect was what was going to follow.

  June Heart was a beautiful 19-year-old woman, sitting in her art class but her attention was on anything but what the old woman was teaching them. Her attention was more on what was going on around her, namely what the foolish nerds in her class were doing. She hated them all, their uselessness in a combat situation, their uselessness in what could be a potential disaster. She snorted inwardly, wanting to do nothing more than to leave and go to the bojutsu club in the college. At least then she’d meet people like herself. It would feel so great to actually move about, without the fear of getting into trouble, but instead, she was forced to sit on this bench and listen to the history of arts on all things.

  Fortunately for her, things were about to change, heavily.

  00:05

  Borton sighed and got up as the bell rang, waiting for the initial rush to get out of the class before he could get out himself.

  00:04

  June got up as the class ended, grabbing her purse and her stuff to head to the club-room. She wasn’t going to waste a second sitting here now that the class was over.

  00:03

  In the distance, there was the sound of some shouting increasing. Soft explosions were heard as suddenly an alarm blazed. It wasn’t the normal bombing alarm or a red alert alarm. It was a disaster alarm.

  00:02

  June and Borton both looked up and right towards the city when they heard the alarm. They didn’t know what was going on, but what they could see was a strange object falling down towards the ground far away from where they were. The only reason they could see it was because it was glowing.

  00:01

  1 second before it all started, almost 100 miles out of the city, there was a gathering going on. No one in the gathering knew what was falling down towards them at the moment. At the same time, the staff in the hospital faced a strange phenomenon as suddenly all the patients in the morgue started to rise, even the missing arms, legs, body-parts. Their eyes were soulless and their skins were pale. They made a strange, gurgling noise as they started to grab onto and take a bite out of any living thing they could see.

  00:00

  The entire world went white for everyone living in the city of Bonzin as over 100 miles away from their city, the capital city of Jenzin exploded due to the Megaton nuclear bomb that was dropped down on top of the capital of the country. From the Cleopatra College, they could see everything as it was going on. First was the blinding explosion of light in the distance, so bright that it could replace the sun. The ground shook when the earth-shattering explosion roared through the sky, parting the clouds in its wake as a huge, huge mushroom cloud of flames and smoke rose up in the distance.

  For Borton, it was a no-brainer. Lazy and nerdy, he might have been, but he was, by no chance, a fool. He knew what to do in survival situations and he knew what he had to do to make sure he survived himself. As soon as he heard the explosion, he knew he had to get into the basement, for that was the only place where they all would be safe. 100 miles away, sure, but that didn’t mean that they were safe from the blast. His classmates and friends screamed as a huge stampede suddenly barrelled down the hallways of the school, screaming and crying as loud as they could.

  Borton instead chose a different way. Instead of running with the Stampede, he chose to go around it. He knew that the main hall and all the different steps were going to be full of people running down to get to safety, he chose to take the storage stairs. As to how he knew there were storage stairs? That’s for him to know.

  For June Heart though, it was a bad decision she had made to actually run out of the class with the rest of the students. They had all received training, enough for them to actually know what to do when it turns out to be a bombing situation. They all had to get into the basement, one way or the other. The only thing she didn’t expect to happen was the number of people that were around her trying to do the same thing.

  ‘Idiots!’ June exclaimed in her head, getting pushed around by the mad crowd. Everyone was screaming and shouting, wanting to be heard so they could run out faster. Everyone was shouting as loud as they could and that wasn’t making anything better. The only thing good in this situation was that they actually stayed silent instead of screaming and shouting loudly. It wasn’t as if the basement was going to be closed off, the basement didn’t even have any doors, to begin with. ‘Can’t you just go silently?!’

  Shaking her head, she tried her best to get out of the mess she had found herself in and looked around for alternatives to go to for there was a bigger chance of her dying in this mess rather then the obviously incoming shockwave, and the radiation that probably was dumped into the air because by the size of the giant fireball in the distance there was no way the bomb wasn’t a nuclear bomb. So she as well decided to take the storage stairway, the same stairway that she used every day, having nicked the code from their club secretary. As she expected, it was empty, and there were not many people, in fact, there was no one at all. The fireball could be still seen in the distance, rising, and giant waves traveling through the sky. And the disaster alarms were still ringing, making June wonder what in the world was going on out there. But right now, her entire focus was on getting out of the school and into the basement.

  She most certainly didn’t expect a boy of her age to run down the stairs just as she reached the corner to turn around, and the two of them crashed into each other, sprawling onto the ground.

  “Watch it!” she cried, rubbing her face. She had a nice tumble onto the ground and was looking around, wondering what was going on and where, and found herself looking right at someone she thought belonged in a dollhouse. There was no way the boy she’d collided with was any type of training in combat situations and so on. In fact, there was no way the boy even knew how to fight.

  He was skinny, tall, but skinny. He had pale skin, completely pale, obviously meaning that he didn’t go out too much. His body might have a touch of an athlete on it, but he wasn’t the muscular types she’d often been fantasizing about. His black hair and eyes were completely filled with nothing. Literally, there was no emotion, no panic, n
othing in those eyes as he looked at her, his eyes bland. He was wearing a simple white colored shirt and a pair of blue jeans and was looking at her blankly.

  She knew that she wasn’t going to get along well with this male, even though he was fairly attractive in his own rights.

  “Considering no one knows that this staircase is as it is hidden by a set of heavy doors, I doubt I had to watch it.” The boy replied blandly. He was, on the other hand, staring right back at the girl.

  He knew that she wasn’t what he’d call ‘his type’. Provided that yes, she was beautiful, their type would never match. First of all was her curvy, athletic figure, highlighted by her choice of clothing. A simple blue top with some strange print in the front, accenting her bust and her hourglass, athletic figure. Her skin was tanned, not the complete tanned but a healthy tan, with the brightest head of gold he’d ever seen. She was wearing a set of skin-tight pants below, looking so tight and skinny it seemed to be a layer of skin on her, black in color. Her brown eyes held annoyance as she glared at him and he could have gotten lost in the glare if the glass didn’t start to rattle.

  “And I would love to chat with you, Ms., but right now I need to get to the basement,” Borton said, getting up and giving her his hand. She slapped it away and got up herself, ruffling her clothes. Looking around, he tried to figure out which way should they use to get to the place where they wanted to get to as there was no way there were going to get to the basement in time now. “Alright, get in the closet.”

  “What?” June exclaimed, her hands shooting at her stuff. “Who the hell do you think you are and what the hell do you think you’re playing at?!”

  “I’m Borton, mathematics student and apparently the only one here who realizes the danger approaching,” Borton said, impatiently pointing at the shockwave that seemed to be heading towards them. A cloud of dust accompanied it as it covered and uprooted everything in its way, weakening by the second. If luck provided then they won’t be crushed due to the shockwave, and if they were going to stand in such a large area with glass around them then there was no way they were going to survive. “Now, move!!!!”

  Grabbing her suddenly, June didn’t have the chance to even protest as he literally jumped inside of a closet room, or a storage room in the middle of the 2nd and the 3rd floor of the college building. It was a small room, completely empty with nothing inside of it and they had to cramp up together to actually fit inside of it. And all her protests died out when she felt the entire school shaking heavier and heaver and a large boom, accompanied with a pressure that came from her back that crashed her into Borton who was in front of her. She was facing Borton with a glare on her face when the shockwave impacted them with the force of a ton of bricks, her footing lost as she crashed into Borton’s chest. Borton grunted at the harsh feeling of her skull colliding against his chest and managed to grab her properly so even he won’t lose his footing, forced flat to the wall as the shockwave slowly passed them.

  For 3 full minutes, both of them were forced in their very same position, unable to move because of the shockwave and the amount of power behind the blast. They were instead glad that they weren’t flattened by the shockwave, nor incinerated because for sure the temperature had increased, a lot of that. June used all the power she could to slowly get off of Borton’s chest and look around, the darkness of the room making her cringe. She hated the darkness. She wasn’t afraid of it, she just absolutely hated the darkness.

  “Ouch,” Borton muttered, rubbing his chest. “You have a hard head Ms.”

  “June,” June replied, glaring at him. “And I don’t appreciate being thrown around, Borton and neither do I care about chatting with you. Now let’s get out of here and go on our merry good ways.”

  “Do you really think it’s going to be that simple?” Borton asked, deadpanning. “That was a nuclear blast, before which there was a Disaster Alarm that had gone up. Unless you don’t know about disasters, there is something else going on in this city other than the blast.”

  “And what proof do you have that there is something else going on in the city?” June demanded. “If you don’t know, my parents also live in the city and I am not going anywhere without them!”

  “Let’s just get out of the school first.” Borton sighed. There was going to be no explaining to this woman, he just knew it. He opened the door and got out and his jaw dropped, standing slack in front of the door.

  “What? Move Lazy-head!” June snarled out behind him. She shoved him aside and was treated to the sight which caused Borton to look at what was in front of him without a care in the world.

  Their college, Cleopatra, was separated by the storage staircase they were in. No-one might know about this staircase as it was hidden by large doors which required codes to pass through, but those large doors also marked the partition between the arts and sciences wing. Now, the part they were standing inside was the arts wing, and the part that was in front of them was the sciences wing. It wasn’t something to marvel at, definitely not, it was just that the entire sciences wing of the school was in shambled.

  It was as if luck had literally smiled down upon them, gracing them with its ever-flowing powers and ever yearned essence. There was a fissure, running deep into the ground, that headed from one side of the city to the other side of the city. In fact, much of the city seemed to be destroyed, the bomb’s mushroom cloud was still visible in the distance and there was not a sound of life anywhere around them. The entire sciences wing of the college had sunk into the ground, and right into the basement where everyone was, undoubtedly trapping or downright killing them. Everything, everything was in shambles, literally everything.

  “Holy hell.....” June muttered, looking at the destruction around. Instinctively, her eyes snapped towards where she knew her home was, and she gasped. It was one of the areas that were heavily damaged by the nuclear bomb that had exploded in the distance. “I need to go.”

  “Wait, June!” Borton cried out in a panicked voice as the girl started to run down the steps. He grunted and ran down behind her, watching as she continued to run down the remaining part of the building. Since the other side of the building was gone, the Storage staircase was no longer in use. Instead, they were going to be using the Arts wing to get to the ground level and head wherever they needed to be. “Everything should be doused in radiation! You shouldn’t run so carelessly!”

  “And what do I do then?!” Stopping mid-run, she turned around and snarled at Borton. “Huh? What do I do then, Borton? Should I stay around in a cramped closet with you hoping someone will save us? Huh? I have parents, toerag, and I will go to them whether you like it or not!”

  “At least listen to me for once!” Borton exclaimed, as loudly. “I have parents too, unless you don’t know where people are born from! And if you run around like mad, there is a chance that you won’t even make it home! Think about it for once! There was a god-damned nuclear bombing in the distance!”

  “I don’t care what sort of a bomb it was!” June shouted back, getting ready to strike him with her staff. “In fact, I don’t even care about you! Why the hell are you following me?!”

  “Because right now we’re probably the only people alive in the entire school!” Borton responded, glaring back at her. “For once use your brains in something else then swinging around the waste of wood you call a staff! We were given drills about what to do and what to not! And the first thing they told us not to do was don’t run around in a nuclear absorbent environment!!!”

  “Waste of wood?!” Suddenly the said ‘waste of wood’ was in her arms as she moved on to strike him. He dodged out of the way and managed to grab her wrist, stopping her from swinging her staff at him. Out of absolutely nowhere, he pulled out a gun and pointed it right at her forehead. June’s jaw dropped as the nozzle of the gun seemed to touch her head, his eyes set once again in an emotionless glare.

  “Don’t take me for a weakling.” Borton almost whispered, but the power of his words was eno
ugh for her to understand he wasn’t fooling around with her. He would actually pull the trigger if the need arose and she now realized that he wasn’t as weak as she thought he was. His grip on her wrist was so tight she wasn’t even able to feel her wrist. “I might be lazy, I might be a nerd and I might absolutely detest going outside, but that doesn’t mean you can run over me just like that.”

  His glare had gotten so intense, so dangerous that sweat slowly poured out of June’s forehead. His black eyes gazed into her brown ones as he remained unyielding. For a moment, she thought that the weakling she had first seen had been replaced with some sort of a god, who wouldn’t stop at anything but her death. He looked so ready to do the job, and so emotionless that June thought that he didn’t even understand he had her at gunpoint. She tried to stand up to the gaze, but he neither dropped down the gun nor did he look as if he was going to yield, ever. Finally, she gulped and nodded, grabbing her staff with her other hand and putting it inside of the sheath where it belonged in.

  “Now that your pitiful brain has slowly come to a proper state of mind, we can move along,” Borton said, lowering his gun. “Don’t get me wrong, I truly am a lazy, utterly useless, waste of space, but that is because I am what I want to be, but it seems that I am the only person here that understands what do we have to do here.”

  “Well then, oh great one, what should we do?” she asked sarcastically, her hands wrapped below her bust, her glare never yielding. “And I will tell you this. The second I am home, you go away. I don’t even want to be in your shadow.”