| CHAPTER ONE ENTER THE VAGINA The Year is 2021, the place is Gateshead, a small town recovering from the war with Newcastle 5 years earlier. The war came about when Newcastle United Football Club's home gound St James Park was destroyed when Hurricane Gwyneth attacked the North East of England. Gateshead Stadium had survived, and when Newcastle wanted to use this ground, had politely said no. Perhaps they should of granted permission, but it is no use complaining now, as a civil war erupted and killed three quarters of the Gateshead population. Gateshead is now a small collection of slums, which house many families and indiviuals. One such individual is Michael K. Hunt, aged 14. Michaels sits alone most days in his dark room, surrounding only by a cardboard box which says "Sony Playstation 6" and his warped copy of Egocentric: The Greatest Hits. (Egocentric were a local band who had achieved their first number one single in the spring of 2004, and had went on to world domination until a tragic accident involving a can of tuna and a copy of razzle claimed their lives) Michael stood up, he was wearing nothing but an old WCW t-shirt, and a pair of Bros jeans, which he had found in a 20th century nostalgia store shortly before the war. He decided to go for a walk. Walking was dangerous in this time since the law had forgot about the town that was once proudly known as Gatesheed!. As he left the house, he turned round, "If I had my own way" He said "I never would come back here again" As he left the house, he looked over the River Toon, It was the Tyne, but Newcastle had changed the name to illustrate the point that they had won. Newcastle looked amazing, but Checkpoint LCL stopped any Gateshead-ians from crossing the river. He walked down a street, in this time the streets have no name, so it could of been anyone, and turned a corner, he walked down past the now bombed out Gateshead Hylton, and followed the river, watching the Tyne Guards anxiously. After a few minutes, he stumbled across an old boarded up building. For a few minutes he stared at this building, curiousity always got the better of him, and he stood looking at the wooden boards, proudly claiming "Wards was here". After half an hour, he turned his head to check there were no Tyne Guards about, and he walked up to a lower ground boarded up window. He picked up a large brick, and bashed it against a wood panel. It dented, he bashed the brick again, creating a larger, more deeper dent. One more whack, the wood fell off, uncovering a glassless window, Michael climbed in, covering his clothes in dust as he stepped through the window and on to the floor below. It floor was covered in soot, pieces of metal and paper, and there was a rusty bucket in the corner near the window that he had used for his entrance. As he stepped forward, a tile creaked. He stopped, checked no one had heard, and started walking again. As he gradually made his way to the other side of the room, using the dim light coming from the now, not boarded window, he saw a large object, covered in a dirty white cloth. "What did they make here" he asked himself, before slowly walking towards it. He stopped for a second, and decided to have a look. He put his hands on the cloth, and pulled.It feel to the floor creating a cloud of dust. After the dust cleared, he could not believe what he could see. He worked out that it was about 20 feet high, and was covered a certain shade of green, but could not tell what shade due to the light restricition. It was all green, apart from the feet which were blue. Feet, he thought, feet, it had legs as well, and arms, and a torso, the top was a head, but the "head" had yellow horns. He noticed something else as well, the front had two yellow letters on, V and T. Michael heard marching outside; "Shit, the guards are here" he said quietly to himself. He ran back to the window, leaped through it, and ran back to his home. He was coming back later, he wanted to find out what V.T actually was. |
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