After months of lonley travel, he came to a ruined city. His voice echoed through the street, with no reply.
No one was in its barrened streets.as he searched, Xion found an old photograph of a laughing child, and smiled.
Xion went city after city, not finding anyone. He did find though, an abandoned museum. The history of the planet was one of the exibits, and he quickly took out a notebook and wrote down every piece of information. He was overjoyed with this find, as it answered many questions he had.
As he rode on he encountered a mountain range. The icy wind bit through his cloak throwing him off trail. As his horse lost his footing on the slippery track, he fell. Down and down he tumbled.
At the bottom he found himself in a small hole with a door carved in the stone. He pushed it open.
Brilliant light shone through the doorway. Xion stared in awe at the hidden valley full of green trees and running water.
I have found it
I have found our salvation
Upon further inspection he saw that this lush oasis was made by man. Could these be the sky scrapers and bridges he had just read about? They must be. He had seen mountains before and these were no natural formations. He felt a smile slowly creep across his muddied face.
Just then his nose started to burn. "Good lord! What is that stench!?" Xion looked around and saw a small black and white creature waddling around. "What was that called? Racoon? Rabbit? Skunk?" His memory was good but he was too overjoyed to think.
The stench followed him as he wandered the oasis. He found a sign that said something xion assumed was the name of the area, but it was overgrown.
In the center of the oasis, he found a small group of people, huddled around a small fire.
The men heard him and suddenly turned around and drew their weapons. Xion threw his arms up by his head, startled.
"I am sorry to disturb you. I came across this oasis by accident. I was sent out by the government to find a habitable area. I think I found one"
"Sheesh. Watch it. I don't like them much either. See they made me look for an area to live because I am an orphan and I am expendable. I have been on the road for months. I have seen amazing things, and horride fates."
The man in the front let his gaurd down a little. He gestured to xion to follow him and he did.
After a while they came to what looked like a village, but it too was over grown. There were women and children. Live stock. And huts.
The man turned to Xion once more and said "this is how all humans on earth live now. Thanks to the government, we have no money or anything. We've been forced to revert back to pre-history."
Xion was shocked to see this many people in one place. He had wandered to long and he had forgotten what fresh food smelled like.
" Why would they do this to us. We are people of this planet to"
" Young one, I do not know. I do not know," His face darkens. He looked at the village with sad eyes.
" We humans used to be a thriving race. At the peak of civilization, a dark force brought down the state of our home world. Many fled for the stars. Others were stuck here. Up rose the "government". They promised to find a way to keep everyone alive, but behind our backs they cut us down."
The man led Xion deep into the heart of the village. As they approached the largest building, the man motioned for a young boy to ring the gong.
They walked up the steps into the large building. The man was soon flanked by tons of children all pulling at his robes shouting " Issac" over and over again. Xion assumed this must be his name.
They entered a large rotunda and found a collection of men
(2 of 2)
Sitting in a circle, bickering.
Issac walked up to the podium at one corner of the hall and cleared his voice. The men stopped talking.
" hello my good men"
A course of hello father Issac rang through the hall.
" we have found a traveler who was sent out by the government..." He was cut off by yells of rebellion coming from the collected men.
" Quiet!"
The men stopped
" let me continue. He resents them and has been exploring the above world and has found more information about the land before the dark. Let us here what he has to say."
He beckons Xion to come stand in front of the podium.
The men looked at him like he had just murdered their family. He smiled "I am sorry about that. Not a very good first impression, eh. So anyways I took a whole bunch of notes and pictures of what I found. It is a horrid wasteland out there. So cold and desolated. No plants animals or water in the wild. Traces of food in the cities, along with some water. No people. I found some tracks, but they were old, very old. It is scary and to hear that the people I called my savoirs were the one behind these peoples misery is sad. Very scary also. I have decided to postpone my search for a habitable land to help take down what we call the government."
He was met with applause by the men and Issac took the podium again.
" talk to him-, he paused, I never did catch your name boy. What is it? "
"Xios, Xios Melanin."
" Anyways go talk to Xios if you have any questions about his traveles."
After he had answered all of the questions the men had for him. He found himself a little nook by the
river. As he began to cook, he was approached by a small boy with a quizzical look on his face.
" how can I help you little boy?"
"My papa is on the council and he was telling me all about your journey. I have got a question."
His mousey hair glinted in the pale light. Soft face defined by shadows that danced accros his face.
"Let's hear it!" Xios set down his spoon and sat down on a root.
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"well My name is Zulu and... and... my father asks whether you are.. you are... of... The Chosen?
Xios looked at the boy and smiled sadly. "I do not know. The chosen are stuff of the old legends of this earth. I have heard only stories of them. But if I can do anything to help reveal the governments true intentions I will."
The boy bounced up and down, with a huge grin on his face.
" Mister I think you are one. Heart on the right path and mind is set on following it to the end."
" Zulu, tell me about the chosen"
Xios continues to cook as Zulu is tell him wild tales of daring adventurers, across the seven seas.
"Clang, Clang, Clang" all of a sudden the gong rimgs loud and clear. Once it stops, a loud scream pirces the silence. Then panic ensued.
It takes a lot of time and work to get the shuttle on the pad and into position, why would you just leave it like that? This would suggest things went real bad really fast. Plus the shuttle program retired years ago.
The only plausible scenario for this image would be back in the summer of 2011 as Atlantis was being prepared for the final Space Shuttle mission a massive geological event, most likely and eruption, took place. Now the epicenter of the event couldn't have been too close to the shuttle because the earthquake vibrations and shockwave would have been enough to topple it. However the pyroclastic flow from the eruption would rain down enough(given that it was a massive eruption) to cover the shuttle and surrounding earth just like in this photo. It would also create a very dark and dense cloud coverage, just like in the photo. As long and enough of the pyroclastic flow rained down in a steady flow it would encase the shuttle in a rock like hill structure, preserving it on the launch pad. In the months that follow such an event the weather conditions would still be affected by dust in the atmosphere blocking the sun and creating a long term winter even in such a place as Florida.
Also the terrain would be loose and rocking, making it very difficult for car, but much more suited for animals such as horses and donkeys to explore. So there you go, a logical and realistic story of how this picture could have actually been real. Nature can be a real mother.
Oh and undoubtably such an event would most certainly destroy our space craft launch program indefinitely, which would make the tag line fitting as well. Of course this is all based on the idea that we wouldn't see such an geological event coming, which simply isn't true. Geologist already knew where every major Earth changing eruption event will take place and it's only a matter of when, not if they will occur. However Port Canaveral, FL is not near any of them, and is more likely to be wiped out by a mega tsunami created by a Canary Island eruption and subsequent landslide into the Atlantic ocean. And if that had happened in the summer of 2011 it would have more likely have toppled the shuttle.
No one was in its barrened streets.as he searched, Xion found an old photograph of a laughing child, and smiled.
As he rode on he encountered a mountain range. The icy wind bit through his cloak throwing him off trail. As his horse lost his footing on the slippery track, he fell. Down and down he tumbled.
At the bottom he found himself in a small hole with a door carved in the stone. He pushed it open.
Brilliant light shone through the doorway. Xion stared in awe at the hidden valley full of green trees and running water.
I have found it
I have found our salvation
Just then his nose started to burn. "Good lord! What is that stench!?" Xion looked around and saw a small black and white creature waddling around. "What was that called? Racoon? Rabbit? Skunk?" His memory was good but he was too overjoyed to think.
In the center of the oasis, he found a small group of people, huddled around a small fire.
The men heard him and suddenly turned around and drew their weapons. Xion threw his arms up by his head, startled.
"I am sorry to disturb you. I came across this oasis by accident. I was sent out by the government to find a habitable area. I think I found one"
The man in the front let his gaurd down a little. He gestured to xion to follow him and he did.
The man turned to Xion once more and said "this is how all humans on earth live now. Thanks to the government, we have no money or anything. We've been forced to revert back to pre-history."
" Why would they do this to us. We are people of this planet to"
" Young one, I do not know. I do not know," His face darkens. He looked at the village with sad eyes.
" We humans used to be a thriving race. At the peak of civilization, a dark force brought down the state of our home world. Many fled for the stars. Others were stuck here. Up rose the "government". They promised to find a way to keep everyone alive, but behind our backs they cut us down."
The man led Xion deep into the heart of the village. As they approached the largest building, the man motioned for a young boy to ring the gong.
They walked up the steps into the large building. The man was soon flanked by tons of children all pulling at his robes shouting " Issac" over and over again. Xion assumed this must be his name.
They entered a large rotunda and found a collection of men
Sitting in a circle, bickering.
Issac walked up to the podium at one corner of the hall and cleared his voice. The men stopped talking.
" hello my good men"
A course of hello father Issac rang through the hall.
" we have found a traveler who was sent out by the government..." He was cut off by yells of rebellion coming from the collected men.
" Quiet!"
The men stopped
" let me continue. He resents them and has been exploring the above world and has found more information about the land before the dark. Let us here what he has to say."
He beckons Xion to come stand in front of the podium.
He was met with applause by the men and Issac took the podium again.
" talk to him-, he paused, I never did catch your name boy. What is it? "
"Xios, Xios Melanin."
" Anyways go talk to Xios if you have any questions about his traveles."
After he had answered all of the questions the men had for him. He found himself a little nook by the
" how can I help you little boy?"
"My papa is on the council and he was telling me all about your journey. I have got a question."
His mousey hair glinted in the pale light. Soft face defined by shadows that danced accros his face.
"Let's hear it!" Xios set down his spoon and sat down on a root.
The boy bounced up and down, with a huge grin on his face.
" Mister I think you are one. Heart on the right path and mind is set on following it to the end."
" Zulu, tell me about the chosen"
Xios continues to cook as Zulu is tell him wild tales of daring adventurers, across the seven seas.
"Clang, Clang, Clang" all of a sudden the gong rimgs loud and clear. Once it stops, a loud scream pirces the silence. Then panic ensued.