The fighters

In a far district, a large group of men were working in their computers, nonstop typing and serving calls. A man came there with a tablet and asked, "How is the preparation?"

"Sir Takanoko, we are trying our best to avoid the risk of death but, it 's calculations are getting more.

"Keep going" he said and went to the next room where two people were working in a transparent screen with glass pens and moveable screens, as they stood on a white surface it glowed appearing one screen and vanishing the other. Takanoko watched them doing their work and asked,

"Doctor Grey don't you think this is too much. It might lead to more devastating results."

"All this time we failed" replied the doctor in whites hairs and gia colored eyes and still working, "no matter the cost we have to stop him. All what he's doing is to banish us and then move towards other part of the world. We can't allow this. We have to stop our enemy in our own land...." his fist got tighter as he stopped and again begin his work.

The person near him was a lady, his wife Doctor Kinda. Looking at him worried she asked, "But, Grey we haven't said or informed anything to our son."

"That's right, sir" agreeing Takanoko "After the attack in your house, you didn't contact him or even ask about him... do you think he will be alright?"

"STOP THIS NONSENSE" shouted the man at him, frighting his company and then turned to work sighing, "That boy doesn't make any use.....to us or anyone. He's away he's fine"

"But, sir" asked the man "What about the device?.It's with him"

"Never mind" he replied touching a screen rotating it and changing it's shape with his hands "His mood will get off from it and he will throw it"

"But, there was a secret information in it grey" remained him the lady.

"Don't worry. It will be fine" was his final reply and he continued his work in silence. Both looked at him for while and then turned to their works.

Takanoko came out and said inwards while walking to his seat,"I really wished to know what was there in it"

The group named fighters were preparing their weapons and information provided to them by the scientists working there. Every one were attentive and busy in theirs.

The door opened and grey came in opening several screen and distributing it to all. When he was done, he left without a word. The men checked the information and some said,

"He gave us location and details of places but, did not give our formation."

"He's always like that" said another man while checking for more "He gives us puzzles and we have to solve it"

Everyone begin to insult the man when one among them spoke saying,

Don't bite someone's back with opening you eyes wider than it is"

Everyone looked at him who was busy closing his boots. "What you mean? asked a member "And who are you?"

"I am a long term soldier" replied the man "I have worked for this man way back and know well his attentions. His mood changes this way when the anniversary is on the head"

"What is it that you know?" asked another "Share it"

The man smiled and looked away.

In the city of star, the peoples were busy decorating their houses, shops and parks. Some on lights of light presenting it 's on a building with different picture.

Some using 3d art pens making beautiful shinny flowers with sparkling petals colored.

Some opened holographs and appeared a real looking aquatic bodies swimming with jumping and driving in the middle of streets.

Everyone were enjoying each other choice and adding more effects to develop it.

Two shop attenders were watching the people around busy and spoke to each other with a cup of tea, "Looks like we shall have a great function this time, don't you think buddy"

"Yeah you are right" answered the other one "I hope something terrible doesn't occurs"

"What are you saying" laughed his friend "We have soldiers to protect us this time. No worries.."

"I hope you aren't wrong" said his friend smiling.

The children were bringing balloons and colored papers, student and teachers cut them down and made beautiful art craft pinning it on the walls of schools.