O. Redmon, Jr., ©2010
Og extended his right arm and closed his eyes. “Ok, I can do this… I can do this…” He repeated to himself. “Now!” The Operator screamed. Og opened his eyes and directed his sight at the barren tree. “Eeeeeeyyyeeeeeaaaah!” Og screeched forcefully as the electricity traveled from his chest through his upper arm downward to his lower arm and finally out of his palm. The immense bolt of light struck the tree and it instantly disintegrated. “Ha! Ha! Very good! Very good! Excellent!” The Operator leaped up and down and yelled hysterically in amazement. “I… I did… I did good… I….” Og replied faintly. The Operator walked over and congratulated him on his achievement. “Very good, young Og! Og?” The Operator noticed the young bot’s extremely weakened demeanor. “Thanks…” Og fell flat to the ground, low on power. “Oh, boy”, The Operator huffed. “That may have been a little too much power. Next time, pace yourself.” “You think?” Og panted as he laid face down on the gritty surface. He slowly turned his head and dust began to fly as he spoke against the dry ground. “I can’t move… help.” “Ha! Ha! You are hilarious!” The Operator replied in a roar of laughter. “Give yourself a few minutes to recover and we will continue. You will be back to your unique comedic self in no time. You are so funny, position two. Ha! Ha!” “Would you… at least… turn me over… you fossil…” “No. Stay there. If I move you, it may interrupt your flow of energy. You have to replenish yourself fully. Besides, you can use this time to reflect on things.” “Remind me to kick you when I get up.” The Operator walked back toward his pack and removed some more items as Og continued to lay fixed in the dirt. The morning was swiftly passing and a cool wind fell upon the valley. The ripples on the waterway grew with each mild breeze and Annie enjoyed its calming touch. The sun was in its highest point, but its light did not tread on the shade from the vast foliage that engulfed the small village. “Ahhh… that gentle wind feel nice. Wow. I can’t believe such a beautiful place exist in the middle of such ruin”, Annie said as she stood near the water’s edge.
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