1 The End (Prologue)

    Bastion and Ash stared at the sky being filled with the last remaining ships being launched into space. Each vessel holding thousands of lives aboard. Lives of those who had the money to buy a place for themselves. 

     Their hopes diminished with

the fleeting time, but oddly enough, there was a tranquility to it all. "Hey,

remember the first time we met?" Ash tried to lighten the mood. 

      "How could I not?

Your dumbass got caught smoking behind the bleachers." Bastion let out a

reminiscent laughter. Ash joined in after. "And your dumbass got caught

trying to climb over the fence." 

     Bastion lightly punched Ash's

shoulders. "I would've gotten away with it if you weren't smoking." 

     "Same. But you just had

to get spotted while making your "great escape"." The laughter

continued, and so did the memories. 

     Bastion and Ash looked

towards the early rise of the moons and the streak that soared towards one of them.

The boys' nerves slowly resurfacing. "Do you think we could've finished

High School?" Ash tried making small talk.

    But before Bastion could even

answer, A loud and thunderous crash echoed through the sky. That streak

collided with a moon. Behind it, a wave of blue and white energy waves rushed

forth. the white waves quickly turned to a gray and then a black.

     Some ships exploded from

crashing moon fragments and the energy waves. While other ships plunged back

down to the surface. Finally, Broken satellites followed suit. Once everything

came to the surface, chaos began to spread.

      The energy waves first

hit the boys; and, the debris crashed around them. The wave that hit them blew

them a few yards away from where they were sitting. Then the sounds of people screaming,

and the sounds of impact followed. 

     When bastion opened his eyes,

he winced at how bright his surroundings had gotten. Almost as if a light was

being shinned towards him. It took his eyes some time to adjust, but even then,

the world still looked brightly lit. Objects around him had a faint-light-blue

outline to them. 

     Ash was unconscious, blood

running down his forehead, and his lower body was stuck under a piece of metal

debris. "Ash! Wake up! Common man don't do to this to me." Bastion

slapped his face a couple of times. "Ash!"

     Ash shot open his eyes to the

sight of the brown-eyed-short-black-haired teen Cradling him, almost to the

point of tears. "What's going on cry baby?" He let out a faint

laughter. Then panic slowly set in. "Yo. where are my legs? I can't feel

my legs!?" Panic set into them. 

     Bastion looked around and

found a metal stick not too far off. He lodged it in between the piece of metal

and his friend and pushed down in it to lift the scrap metal off his friend.

"Ash I need you to crawl out of there man. This thing is to heavy for me

to get off you."

     Once he was out, Bastion put

one of Ash's arms over his shoulder and dragged him to the closest building.

Behind them was a trail of Ash's blood leading into one of the homes. 

     "Stay here bud. Let me

see if there is any first aid around." Seating Ash on a couch, he searched

the house for any kind of first aid. But when he went got back, Ash was motionless.

"No no no NO! This isn't funny man wake up!" But Ash never responded. 

     Bastion checked for breathing

and a pulse, but he got nothing. he sat next to his friend for a good while

crying in silence as the chaotic screams continued outside. 

     When he was ready, he went to

the backyard and began digging a grave for his friend. Bastion said his final goodbyes

and took Ash's thin golden necklace as a memento. Bastion stared at the house

one last time before going out into this fucked up world he called home.