Apocalypse book Chapter 1
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This is my first story I wrote, and this is only the first chapter. Any feedback about it would be great. I know this is short, but aren't all stories boring in the first chapter?
*trumpet sound* A giant lash of fire lashes out at a widowed mother.
*another trumpet sound* A flaming beam falls onto a father chasing his children out of their house.
*another trumpet sound* Large, thick pieces of glass start raining down from a city's skyscrapers.
*another trumpet sound* People start rising into the air,
*final trumpet sound* Ugly creatures start rising from the ground and killing civilians
6 years later
"I know you were kidnapped...Yes I know you were suspended...No I cant send help...because the Buildings have laws...I've got to go," Jake closed the hologram and walked around, thankful that he isn't in God's Army, and thankful he only has to listen to his brother's ramblings when he wants to. Jake is a man around his late twenties. Long (well, what's long for a man), blonde hair
After thinking on his brother's recent traumatic experience, he couldn't help feeling sorry. With nothing else to do, he decided to make a sword out of the martesium, an element which was discovered at the beginning of the Revelations Era, he collected from others in the Building who found scraps of it in the small cave that the children play in. The metal is very light, black, and looks like cloudy glass. On the other hand, it was very resistant, almost indestructible. It is part of the main equipment God's soldiers had to wear or wield. That's why it was illegal in the Buildings. There is a myth that martesium is the only thing that can kill Satan, and God too.
When night approached, Jake had to put blankets over the armory windows. He did this because the nighttime sentries are more thorough than the daytime sentries. Weapons are illegal in the Buildings, so Jake could be put to death by just having these. He worked by the glow of the hot sword, fresh from the furnace. He poured the liquid metal into a shaping bar, and waited for it to cool down enough to stick into water to cool it down faster.
By this time, the nighttime sentries "released" the people of the Buildings to their free-time. All citizens had 20 minutes to get the the ground floor. There were only two people on each floor, unless there is a family. Jake lives on the top floor of his Building, so he and his neighbor always went down last. His neighbor was a women in her mid-twenties. She had red, shoulder-length hair. Jake describes her eyes as "small emeralds." They don't talk very much, but this time was different.
"I heard your brother just returned from the war," she said while they were waiting on the elevator.
"Yeah. Where did you hear that?" Jake asked.
"Someone told me during the daytime release," she said.
"My brother's on the other side of the city, though. Eastern Buildings aren't supposed to talk to Western Buildings," Jake claimed.
"I've got my resources. Just like I know you've got an armory in your apartment." she said.
"Be quiet! How would you even know that? I take precau-" she cut Jake off.
"The sound of your hammer is kind of loud."
Jake gave her an impressed look.
"What's your name?" Jake asked.
The elevator reached their floor and the door opens.
"Sophia," she said then walked into the elevator.