The Prose Universe Part 3
Earlier in Prose Universe….
“Oh no, it’s Fauxhero!”, said Mnezz. Fauxhero was a well-known spy of Emperor Lamb. “He must be here to stop us”, said Mtrubenfire. “Girls, go ahead I’m gonna take care of Fauxhero and his men. General Chambers must be warned in time.”, I said. I stop my horse and watched as their bodies quickly become smaller in the distance. I prepare for battle and ready my sword and shield.
I see Fauxhero and his men approaching me. There are six in total. I make my horse charge at them. My blue eyed brown horse quickly moving through the tall grass of the Dragon Forest. At first, Fauxhero and his men are surprised. A woman confidently charging at men with sword and shield in hand ready for battle. It’s just not something you see every day. It doesn’t take long for Fauxhero and his men to shake off the surprise and charge at me. Three of the men start to fire arrows from their bows at me while riding their horse. I jump several feet into the air, my horse stops running since I’m no longer on it. I land on the back of one of the men with a bow and arrow's horse. I immediately pierce his chest with my sword killing him instantly. He falls off the horse and I take the reins. The other two men with bows and arrows tried to trap me. One of them rides his horse to the left of me and the other to the right of me. They prepare their bow and arrows. They fire towards the center at me. I lean back and swing around the horse’s neck and re-mount myself on the horse. While I was swinging around the horse’s neck, the arrows flew past and hit the other guy with the bow and arrow. In other words, they missed me, hit each other, and both died instantly. Three down. Three to go.
At this point, Fauxhero was angry. Sandflea68 had taken down three of his best men with what seemed like ease. This was no ordinary woman. It was said Sandflea68 was the best spy the revolution had on their side. Now he believed it. Fauxhero watched as his last two men charged into battle against her and fail, ultimately suffering the same fate as the others. “So you’re the best spy the revolution has on their side. Let’s see how good you really are. Let’s see what you're made of. ”, Fauxhero said to Sandflea68. He then got off his horse and presented his sword and shield. Not one to back down a fight Sandflea68 got off her horse and did the same. They then charged toward each other. The battle of Fauxhero and Sandflea68 had begun. The best spy of the revolution versus the best spy of the empire.
503 Years Later (Present Day)...............
The school’s cafeteria was huge. Everyone in the school could comfortably sit in it. For the record that’s about 5,000 people. With it being half past noon most of the students in the school were eating lunch. Since today was Friday, mystery meat was being served. No one knew what was in the mystery meat and no one asked. We were all too afraid to find out the answer. Grateful that ignorance was bliss, we sucked it up and eat the mystery meat. It wasn’t terrible, but it didn’t taste all that great either. It was tolerable. Just tolerable enough to eat and at this school that is all that mattered. I, of course, was in line waiting my turn to be served the mysterious meat.
Suddenly, a dark haired girl walked into the cafeteria. Everyone turned their head. It was none other than OnyxCity, the school goth. OnyxCity is the great, great granddaughter of none other than the late Edgar Allen Poe. Her family is one of the most famous families in the world. The rumor about her is that her uncle is Stephen King. OnyxCity likes to bring her own lunch, especially on Fridays. She can’t stand mystery meat. Once she takes her seat, everyone goes back to doing what they were before. I’ve only talked to her once or twice. I get my food and take my seat.
I sit next to my friend Braskii. She can sometimes be shy and soft spoken. She is very kind and loves her dog. Suddenly, I hear Principal Ruby Pond’s voice over the loudspeaker. “Hello, Prose High School! I would like to remind everyone that the playwright writing contest is on Monday. The judges will be Mr. Dusty Grein, Ms. Firdaus, Ms. Vyxyn, Mr. Harry Situation, Ms. Bunny, Superintendent Samantha Fowler, Me, Vice Principal Soul Hearts, and Mr. Syne. The winner will get their play performed by the school. That is all”
Just then Andrometa, the school’s best football player approaches our table. “ Hey, Salinger, are you participating in the contest.” “Yes I am”, I say “And so is Braskii. What about you?”, I ask. “Well, of course, I am Salinger, but so is OnyxCity, Trueblood, Tylas, Monk, and Nyxnight.”, said Andrometa. “Sounds like tough competition”, said Braskii.