This probably wont be that good, i came up with the idea in like 10 minutes.
"KLORON!" I managed to get out while watching my best friend get murdered in front of me. The gun of the murderer was smoldering, red-hot with plasma. Then he looked at me, smirked, and ran. Watching his figure fade into black running away in the distance, made me furious.
"NO!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, thrashing my fists at the ground. Next thing i knew my hands were raw, bloody, and the ground was cracked open. Then i managed to say in a scarcely low voice "no...." then looked at Kloron's corpse...a hole in his stomach still red- glowing from the radiation of the plasma. Looking up trying to avoid the sight, I saw my father's Space Ship fly over me, "Kloron....." I muttered as i got up from the blood-drenched ground, sprinting as fast as i could home.
Little sneak peak
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"Dad, " I muttered as i went to the couch.
"yes, son?"
"kloron....."
"what about him..?"
"well... he was....
There was a long and aquard pause...
"Murdered...."
Continued soon in chapter two...