A Thousand Suns

Chapter Three- Empty Spaces

He got curious and decided to throw it up. The box went high up into the air just to land onto the ground soundlessly. "Are you fucking serious right now?" the thirty four year old cursed at the thing. "Earlier, you destroyed my house just because I pressed a button and..." He stopped mid sentence then mentally slapped himself. "The button. That's right."

He picked up the small cube and went looking for the button, only to find there wasn't one anymore. "Nevermind then. You're just stubborn."

He came to the realization that none of what happened the past few minutes and all the thoughts in his head had even mattered after a few seconds. At least, not at this moment. He was stuck here in the middle of nowhere left to wonder where he was. No cars were to be seen or billboards and exit signs of any sort and there were only a few street lights to keep him company. He had been running that long. Long enough to get him stranded with no human or object in his presence. That also didn't matter though.

What mattered is that he need a place to stay for at least tonight. A place had to be by somewhere and he couldn't stay camping out there all night, so, he started walking, hoping to find a city or small town near by. Hopefully he wasn't too far from civilization.

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"You don't know where he is? Not even a small idea?" Brad asked Mike while entering a small building in a town out in the middle of nowhere. That was where Brad had driving off to with the other three earlier that day. They didn't actually have plans with their families. They just had to have an excuse and it went perfectly. If only Chester hadn't messed up the second part of the plan. Then this place would've been wiped out by now.

The building was where the other three cubes were. They needed to get that fourth one from Chester. It's the only way they could do what they needed to do properly.

"No. Chester ran out the door and I forgot to put his tracker on him." Mike told the curly haired man. "I thought he wouldn't be that far away from the house, but he proved me wrong. I forget how fast he is sometimes." He smiled, thinking back on all those times they would race each other somewhere and Chester would make it there a long time before Mike did.

"Being honest, are you sure killing everyone is the right way to go about caring for Chester in the first place?" Rob asked, picking up a white cube with a metallic orange pattern on it. "Chester hates that kind of stuff. He probably hates you right now after finding out about these."

"As far as I know, Chester doesn't know that we've been killing people. I haven't told him and I know none of you have."

"But if he did, do you think he'd be happy with it?"

Mike let that question sit in the air for a few seconds. He knew Chester didn't like violence. Hell, the man despised even hearing about it. But Chester could probably understand that Mike's doing this for him, right? He's hurting the people who hurt him. He's hurting people who deserved to be hurt.

"These people are evil, Rob, and could hurt Chester." Mike finally said. "The last time I took Chester here, these people were nothing but mean to him and one guy decided to rape him while I was gone out to the markets to get food. He's still scarred from that."

"But is it the right thing?"

"Why are you questioning our motives all of the sudden?"

"Well..." Rob sighed then walked up to the cubes. "Which defyer are we using?"

"This place is a small enough place that we can use the bomb defyer." Brad cut into the conversation while picking up the black cube with cyan blue dots of light scattered around it. "This should be able to take the whole place down easily leaving nothing but rubble."