Number 28 (Good Karma)

Thump…Thump…Thump…His footsteps thundered down the road, causing passers-by to stare in amazement, dogs to howl in backyards and alarmed old ladies to peer out of their bedroom windows wearing petrified looks on their faces. His legs were as long as oak trees, his torso was as wide as a house and his fists were as heavy as tractors: this metallic monster meant business. “Number 28 checking in. Over.” He spoke into the radio set, built into his helmet. His instructions crackled back through the earpiece. He knew what he had to do… He started with a small house. He needed to eat small things before he got to the big stuff. Chomp chomp chomp and the house was gone. He went over to the neighbours. He looked in through the windows. They were gone. Om nom nom and that house was a goner. He thought glass tasted weird but that didn’t stop him from eating a garage that was nearby. In 18 seconds it was gone. Hmmm, he needed to make things go quicker if he were to get big “Hmmm...” He thought he was big enough to eat a very small construction site. It was big enough to grow enough, and so he ate it. He was getting bigger by the minute. “Go back home you loser!” Shouted a lady. “Go back to dummyland!” said a man. Number 28 was getting annoyed. He wanted to prove himself so he smashed another building and ate it. The people were scared now, and some were screaming. He ate two more, and suddenly... Sirens. The last thing he needed to hear. He just got here and the cops found him. At least he wasn’t eating humans! “Leave me alone! I'm trying to complete my mission!” Said 28. The cops held fire. “Mission?” “What mission?” Number 28 ran for his life. The cops realised he was making a break for it and sent a chopper. He saw it. He ran for the chopper and they opened fire. Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat but his torso was armoured for the mission. He jumped at the chopper and ate it. He grabbed the cops and put them gently on the ground. 28 ran towards the beach. The people that were at the beach were either screaming their lungs out, running, or fainting. He started with the umbrellas and towels, then moved on to the fences and then worked on the pier. The cops ran over and pointed their guns at 28. He froze. Then he put his hands up. His radio in his helmet crackled back to life. “28! What are you doing!” “You’ll see.” He stood there for a while with his hands up and then orbital dropped on all the cop cars and choppers (but not the cops) and ran. He was a fugitive and he knew it. He needed to do something to prove he was a good guy… He needed a plan. He headed for the city. He knew more cops would be there but he did anyway. He ate heaps of buildings and spared the civilians. He was growing bigger. His plan was working. More buildings went down as he grew bigger. He headed for the mall. It was huge. He started to eat it all. The mall was going down by the second. He suddenly saw the airport. It was big as well. He ran towards it as the cops shouted: “Nooooo not the airpooorrttt!!” the airport and then he smashed it and ate it all and gently put down the humans. 28 saw a big shadow on the hills. He recognized the figure as it was another person, a chromanian. He ran towards the hills and there was a military base and that's why the chromanian was there as well. He shouted “It's mine!! The military base is mine!!” The chromanian stared at 28 for a while then ran towards the city. Yes the base was his. He was getting shot at by the military but that didn't stop him from eating the base. He had a choice though… Spare the military or don’t spare the military. He decided to spare them as he ate it all into his big mouth. The other chromanian that he saw was gone. He ran back to the city as there was still a lot of tall and huge buildings there. He kept eating and eating and eating until he was big enough to eat a lot of things in the city. He ate the empire state building, lots of parks, and stuff like that. 28 read his instructions in his mind, again and again as he ate all the buildings. He saw the cop building and ate it all up like it was dessert. He wondered what would ever happen if there were lots of chromanians here. He also wondered what would happen if he started eating people. He swore to himself. “I will never eat a single soul…” The city was destroyed though, from 28 and from the cops. He sat on a hill. His mission was complete. He headed toward his town. He said goodbye to the now destroyed city and silently said sorry. He started walking...

Thats my story for today soon I will post an Evil Karma where 28 just goes around causing destruction and eating people. Have a good day. :)