《The Cosmic Series: The First Apprentice. (On hold(life problems.))》Astronaut?(Chap 25)*Not edited*
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“Hello?” The astronaut said softly, as he slowly turned his head from the blue tiled ground, to the very thin lamp that illuminated the dark bedroom.
Three people stood in the room and saw him in amazement, as every single time he turned his head, gears hidden below his suit shifted and released a loud hiss. The astronaut stood up wobbling and touched the cold metal surface of his helmet.
“Hello earthlings. I have come in peace so that I can have fun and live the American dream…” The guy standing ominously in front of him smiled triumphantly and raised his silken white arm with such a slowness. “We have been expecting you.”
Expecting me? Who are these people? I turned towards the door next to me and moved slightly towards it. “I think you have the wrong guy, I'm just a traveling enormity visiting endless possibilities...even though I have no idea what I'm actually doing.” The freaking guy raised an eye brow, and I felt a wave almost not even there suffocate me and make me freeze. Not a muscle twitched. “You were not sent by Chaos?”
The big grey haired man took slow but sure steps towards me. The air around him frizzled and his smile turned into a thin line. “So...you are a spy of the tyrant?” The man stopped, his body blurred as he dug his feet into the hard wooden floor and tried to kick my jaw in an all fluid motion.
A thin crystal stick stuck in my spine engorged, and I felt the -Frail Frentel- advancement I worked on just a few weeks ago kick into motion. My legs tensed, and I was lifted off like an angel.
The floor below the astronaut flared to life and exploded into millions of glowing splinters, that propulsed the astronaut into a flying ragdoll. He just seemed stupid, as he had absolutely no idea what just happened...but it was not his fault it was the helmet. “Helmeeettt! -HUgh-”
The astronaut landed on the arctic floor near Lem's shelter. “Increase the brightness!” The Helmet groaned in a electronic form and the normal eyes of the astronaut could be seen.
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There was a monster hidden behind those pupils...
…
“What the hell do you think you are doing Lem?” Lem stood his ground and raised his rusty sword towards the hole in the ceiling. The sword stretched and turned into a molten gas. Cher put her hand on Lem’s shoulder. “I said. WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING? INFINITY GRIP!” Cher raised her arm and gripped Lem by the shoulder. Lem’s shoulder blade cracked open and blood almost as hard as granite came out of it like a small spring. “God dammit!” Lem said, as he closed his eyes in pain and fell to the ground with his whole body shaking.
“We don’t kick out souls in need. YOU should know that.” The nebula turned into metal and started covering the hole in the roof before the deathly cold came inside. “Go get him, and bring me a pool of the energy raging outside." Lem stood up groaning and walked towards the door with his head down. Cher crossed her arms and sat angrily with her teeth bared in the edge of the bed.
“Shit, I fucked it up good.” Lem walked outside and covered himself in a transparent bubble. The astronaut appeared behind a cloud of soft drifting snow. “Ow, ouch! Why did I have to this damned place?” The astronaut grabbed his side and tried to stand up with his other hand. The snow below him shifted and he fell onto his arm.
“Fiiiiirrreee!” The man cursed, as the arm he landed on broke out of circulation and tried to touch his back. “Hey, calm down. You are going to break that arm more if you keep that up,” said lem. The astronaut rolled to the side and flexed his hand.
The snow this time did not move and the astronaut spun in the air. Clearly, the astronaut was more stupid than expected. “Oh my god! Firing guns!” The astronaut screamed again. He had now two broken arms but he would not give up, as he this time tried to stand up with his leg.
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“Stop it!” Screamed Lem, as he finally reached the astronaut and tried to grab its shoulder. This time the astronaut jumped and landed perfectly on the drifting snow. His body leaned forward and he sprung himself into Lem’s stomach.
Lem surprisingly grunted as he felt the almost impossibly hard head of the astronaut crack one of his ribs. Lem fell to the ground trying to regain his breath...The astronaut just scoffed and picked up Lem like a princess. “AAHH!, AAHH! FUCK OFF!” Lem’s body just tensed, and he just kicked.
The air felt the approaching legs and because of how fast they where it could not move out of the way completely. A shockwave formed in the air just next to the astronaut, and Lem slipped out of the astronauts hands into the distance, miles away.
Lem from a distance almost looked like a rocket, as he speeds through the air and with no audible sound on the soft icy snow.
“Fire in the hole!...wait, I was too late.” The astronaut cupped his chin with his right hand and appeared in front of the other half of Lem: his legs. When Lem had shot like a high-speed rocket, he had like nature always said: slept on the wrong side.
“Tickle, Tickle, Tickle.” Lem's legs flinched at the astronaut's latex fingers scratching his naked feet. The astronaut suddenly frowned and he closed his face into Lem's naked feet. He saw ice form at the tip of his big finger. “Come on, we need to get inside the house.” The astronaut picked Lem out of the snow with ease and dragged him into Heylas big house.
Lem's teeth were chattering and his face was blue all over. His lips moved, but he did not speak a word. The astronaut walked towards the house; a little brown dot surrounded by mountains of white and frozen ruins in the distance.
’What the hell is this guy doing?’ Thought Lem, as snow kept building in the back of his teeth, after all, he was face down.the astronauts after a long two minutes reached the house and tried to relax. He kicked the door open, as he knew something was coming and that he would not be able to avoid it.
“Hello! DOnt- -ugh-” The astronaut felt his helmet crack and his face ripple. The astronaut had predicted the punch, as he long ago got always hit by the worms that had filled the space around his home.
Clearly, he did not travel here on an empty stomach. The astronaut fell to the floor with Cher looming over him like a towering giant. “Are you ok Lem?” Cher grabbed the leg of the astronaut and threw him to the wall with all her strength.
The astronaut felt the wall behind him, crack but not break apart. Cher picked off the freezing Lem and put him on the bed, next to the lazy Heyla, she snuggled in and they all went to sleep...not the astronaut, he was unconscious. Cher actually made the tree of them, sleep instantly because the world was freezing and they needed to keep their energy consumption low so the ice sheet spreading throughout the shield of the house did not get in.
A minute passed before the astronaut woke up and sighed. “what the hell is wrong with these people? He had just entered earth and he was already beaten down like a pulp? he turned towards the window and saw the freezing form of a metal building in the distance.
Maybe they had gone insane?” He took a long look at his crossed legs and noticed a green blob trying to enter his suit. “What is a blob parasite doing here?” He grabbed the damned thing and burned it with a flame that was produced by the united help of the tip of his fingers. “That’s better.”
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