Fire In The Bunker Fire in a bunker The autumn wind rushed through the crisped trees and through his hair seemingly opining a portal to a sunny meadow with trees so orange and red and a perfect contrast to a lake with lovers’ canons hovering over. the lake, so blue, it tempts the onlooker to drink. Nobody drank. For this was Radiation Lake. The image seemed to merge into a battle field with archaic weapons and immense fighting with hollow passion. Puffing and panting, one brave but scared man ran across a no man’s land and into the field to his death. The image blurred once more into a dark seen that Fire recognised and as his head shoot up, he shouted a cry “OWWWWWW!” he realised with great peril that he just hit his head onto the top bunk. Siren’s bunk. “Hey, somebody trying to sleep up here” a voice that seemed like golden syrup perfect flavour to Fire’s ears. “SORRY, wait don’t do that on me Siren,” Fire called up as he got out of bed and into the room. The room was brightly lit. He could see the furnace and the mirror that reflected the three bunk beds seemingly attached to the walls. If you looked carefully, you could see that the bunk beds were bolted tight, except from one. Fire heard the usual pitter patter of artillery shells onto of the bunker so far away. He thought to himself how he had come so far from the last month, he had been a bus boy to a snobby, posh and stuck up women who owned a café beside radiation lake and thought she was all that, bossing fire around ,making him cook and clean, even though he was best at waitering. Then Fire's powers kicked in. Hey first happened when he was forced to clean Mrs Saton's canons, that was what the women was called Mrs Saton, but people called her Mrs baton for the one time a robber came in with a hover board, Fire was only just starting when this man came in and forced Lucy down on the ground with his bionic arm crushing Lucy's arm. I wanted to help Lucy but I was weighed down by fear. Then Mrs Saton leaped from the other side of the room and with a great yell she poised her fingers and struck a bundle of nerves at the base of the skull and knocked him out cold until the cops cam and took him away. He chuckled releasing that he had lost his train of thought but then remembered something about that day when Mrs Saton had done that he had stared at Lucy and was hurt by the thought of her being hurt and how that day he had unchained an emotion he had never expressed before. Love. Lucy's blonde hair had mixture of dried blood witch fire had run over and cleaned getting her to an ambulance. Having that memory made him sad knowing he had blew his chances when he had burned her. It was a total accident when he was doing the connows and half of a connow fell into the lake and destroyed Mrs
