This is Part Three

Part One is here

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Orsono s eyes open, slowly. He lifts his head to look around and noticed his location was familiar. Last thing he could recall was being struck with power as an attack on his head. He starts to stretch and gets up when a voice of magnificence floats into his ears. After careful clearing of distracting noises he could analyse that it was to be the singing of his mother. With sudden new urgency, he puts on more appropriate attire and runs outside. Getting pass the door frame and into the street he becomes enlightened by the realisation he was Home. He was back at the village he grew up on. Thoughts started to run through his head of: he must have won a battle as heo s back home, people are happy to see him he killed the aliens, he has to be awarded with the greatest riches. Such glee filled him up creating a feeling he couldno t control himself. The idea of a reward was hovering through his mind but not receiving one would be the most astonishing plausible possibility he could condor up at the point of pondering. As he pondered even more he felt his legs speed up, and speed up. His legs sped up so much he was almost running. He went straight towards the main hall. He gets to the centre piece of his village and glides up the stairwell. Once at the top he see friends and family all standing there. They all look well and rather young, well younger than he expected as he had left the town a year or two ago. Ignoring this confusion he carries on walking through the perception of people up to the Great One at the far end of the building. He is holding a leather type suit and a mask. Orson reaches the Great One waiting upon the words to honour him. But the second the great one speaks he realises what is really happening.

o Is thou now in execution of any bold or noble enterprise?o

His heart sank, his hopes were crushed. His pulse started to rise, he knew that he was still out there and needed to fight this battle once more. He worked out that his fantasy was just past and the he needed to fight two battles now; the on-going battle against the intruders of the planet and the fight of self-esteem. Over the last few months he had been plotting the demise of the eminence he is controlled under, he had lost all slight of feelings. He was once a man who cared for people, a man who helped people, a man who gave up a lot of his wealth when they first terrorised his village but now he has one feeling that has boiled internally within him. Anguish. He had become distant from society for too long and was becoming too feral . His anger was the only thing he could feel and with the memories he seen in his unconscious moments pushed his determination to kill the foreign prowlers. And with these thoughts he simultaneously sprung up and sliced the slimy creature into two. This time it continued to be in alive. He sliced them once more, now there were 8. He was dumbstruckened by this creature. He hadno t ever heard of a creature that could multiple with such requiescence. Jumping and sliding towards him, he reaches out his sword and they all melt into his pathway. Onward his travels prevailed in search of the domination he seeks. Walking in the linear fashion he had taken up before the ambush, he finally reached the flame. It wasno t a flame. It was a generator. Uncertain about what this machine could Intel; he comes to the conclusion that it must be stopped. With a mighty swing of his sword, the blade ended up inside the machine. Sparks flew everywhere, this wasno t good.