Chapter 6
Sky felt nothing but fire. For the longest time his body was shaken by the violent vibrations of the ship. He would pass out then regain his senses, only to faint again. After what seemed like weeks, the metal that covered him from all sides and hid him in pure darkness cooled down and became icy cold. "Am I the only one who lived? Am I doomed to simply lay trapped here until I starve to death?" he thought. After what seemed like maybe a month, Sky heard scraping noises. To make a long story short, Some where around 86 percent of the Caged Sy-hoons had survived the crash. They had landed in the middle of a desert. Tin and the others who had come with him had lived. They had set out at once to find all the others who were trapped under the rubble. They found Sky of course. The Sy-hoons Salvaged the ship for all the could use to survive. Every one instantly held Tin in high regard. They loved him and called him a "Core". Core is a Sy-hoon word that means "Under God" Or "Demi God" Even though Sy-hoons don't really have a real religion. They just got it from their masters.
After Tin was treated and healthy again, he began to help the others build the Shattered Ship into a huge Village, witch later became a huge indoor city. He expected to never see Tin again. Sky knew he had only been a pawn in Tins plan and was no longer needed. One night 8 months after the crash, when the city had been swiftly built, Sky was wandering the newly plowed fields in front of the City. It was so hard to grasp the fact that he was free. No longer have to be constantly alert for a slave driver who was itching to use his energy whip. No longer always having to be moving and working, lest his owner think he was a slacker and punish him. Sky was free. He could lounge about and speak when ever he wanted. Suddenly He felt the presence of another. He turned his head to see Tin. Tin was even more scratched up and had a scar down his leg from pulling him self from the sharp metal.
"Yes? What do you desire 'o Core?" Sky said with out thinking. Tin sighed. "Just like all the others..." he said to Sky. "You all act as if I'm the Master and your all my slaves. That's not what I nearly got us killed for. I want us all to be even. But even If I told them all to act as if I were their brother or friend, they would continue to call me Core." "So? That's what you are." Sky pointed out. "But I'm not. A true core has a white stripe down his or her forehead. They have the most unworldly power one could imagine. Have you notice that all I have on my forehead is a few scabs." Tin said as he gestured to his head. "Mmmm Hmmm.. so what do you want? I'm sure you didn't come out here to plant some trees." Sky said. "I've known you for some time. Remember when you would want to talk and be sociable when I was thinking in the next cell? Well now I want to talk. I want some one who acts as if I'm a normal person. I want you to be my....friend....God. It sounds like I'm in some sort of baby cartoon!" Tin shuddered in disgust. "Fine. At least I'll get to hang around the "Core" Maybe that'll get some girls to like me....wow. When we were slaves...we were beat just for looking at a female!" Sky grinned with glee. "That's the spirit!" Tin said then smiled...
(More soon. Tell me what ya think! I'm so lonley! Hehehe, just kidding, but I would like a few more responses. Nen and Dave is a clasic...dammit!)
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