STAR GONE

The last thing that hung in the red little town was a weird insect-like voice that hugged and bugged the closed doors with a dramatic push, and the roads bumbled with vivacity, and everything was tossed up and wild. Then, in the distance you see a car coming, and it keeps its thundering for a long while before coming to a stop at Mission Bay. He entered Mission Bay, filled with white technology and giant flowers that hung in huge vases on the rock walls. Then, you see people come inside the building, talking quietly, all about the same thing, that they only had seventy hours before the meteorites hit their bay, which belonged on a moon, a time in the future. Emerald Captain ordered important messages to the star elites, and everyone obeyed him and does his or her specific jobs. He hired Cake Williams to lead the team past the star grass, which was a term that was known in the red little town to be a space in time where the matter they will pass becomes smaller than they were, and lasting a lot longer. It was known that while passing through space grass, one tends to lose himself in the infinite bored momentum of a feeling of forever that was only stuck for a few years in real-time on the moon. Cake Williams ordered his first assistant, a young Jupiter kid with great big eyes and wearing the color blue, his name was Bleek, to search the long lights up ahead for the pilot's wrongfulness in a stretch in time. "Keep a close watch, Bleek," Cake Williams said. Then the meteorites came and blew everything up, and a lot of people died, and then there was only a few left in the population in town, and there were about forty or so left, including Cake Williams and two of Bleek's seeds. Bleek died soon later in a short mission past the first wave of the space grass. The mission was labeled a stupid mission, a term that was known in the town. The mission talks about the sleeping self passing under the space grass, rather than above, and thus, mirror a small enough piece of time as to render his or herself safe while passing through the grass. But Bleek never made it back out, and Cake Williams was most struck by this tragedy. Then more meteorites came and took out seven more men. They passed through the space grass for fifty thousand years. "When will this ever end." No one dares answer back, not even the dogs. The red star blows red dust into the air and you can feel a small red metal thing drilling into the back of your neck. You will feel this sensation for fifty years, then fifty years more, always repeating. The town never left the space grass, and only three survived the bending's end. Cake Williams was one of the three survivors of the "Thousand-Year Sleep" which was a term that was only known to the three survivors including himself.

Cake Williams walked the long halls of the after years, looking back at all the cool times he had had, all that he had to endure. He once remembered a time when he and Bleek went to sixteen girls and once, on that embarrassment of genders that lay shun, stuck, and sticky on the inside of all their pink passions. He remembered a time when they went and did the same thing to the alien phantoms on that mission to Gleep. The other survivor was named General Watskonsin. Gen. Wat. was a master in surviving the "Thousand Year Sleep" because he had a nasty attitude, and never said a clean word about anything, not after their red little town died, meaning, so did all their wives and daughters. Gen. Wat. held not a word about sleep, even years after they had been rescued. "Were we rescued? Saved? Is that what this all is about? Is that what this all is?" Cake Williams said to the third survivor, which was only a Mollusk. "Hey, Mollusk, you ever going to ready man?" "Eat your own fire!" the Mollusk cried. "Always eat your own fire! Always eat your own fire!" This was a common saying only between Cake Williams and the Mollusk.

The hatred in the new society made the three survivors of the fleet long for another star. People called it the "Anger from the Sun". The people that took them in and called them survivors, and heroes, and people to make statues out of, well, they had only bad eyes, and always looked below, rather than to the heavens. Cake Williams was the first to notice this among the organic things. Gen. Wat. saw the hatred too. He wondered of escape but did not speak about any plans with action. The Mollusk wanted to kill the remaining populace but was stopped by Cake Williams. "We people do not need to do that sort of thing," he explained. "The three of us will not ruin and spread animalistic behaviors because we are well past our star. And we are the best and the only ones that can say everything else is a dumb thing, that we are gods." "Eat your fire!" the Mollusk cried in joy. Gen. Wat. rolled his eyes. "Do we kill the people who hate so much?" Cake Williams said to his two friends, who never saw a wink of hatred in all their star year. "Do you think we deserve this?"

Together, a great small battle took over the new ruins. The purple landscape endured multiple propulsion blasts, and all the small huts were swallowed up in a firestorm. The Mollusk did the most damage because he was a wild beast at heart. Gen. Wat. handled himself well with his Kitana swords, and he was like a hurricane of steel, and he powered through the bad people, cutting apart bodies, and limbs went flying into the red sky. Cake Williams used his blaster gun and shot the remaining people until there was nothing left on the red lands. The Mollusk cried in joy. Gen Wat. was damaged and soon died from his wounds. They buried him near the outskirts of the planet and said what they had to say. The day was sad and lingered for a long time under the primordial sky with a solemn spread of red. The Mollusk and Cake Williams made a new city for themselves. They were happy as if they had all the time in the world. The Mollusk was all head and no heart, so he remorse nothing for himself and he went away on a giant space sphere into the Northern Atmosphere. He bid no farewells to Cake Williams. The Mollusk went off into the sky like one giant flaming ball and the sky swallowed him up in seconds, bright and red, fiery and adrift. Cake Williams looked up into the sky, and he did shed one solemn tear as the Mollusk was consumed by stardust.