The runner

 This is my narrative that I think is really exceptional. We watched a video clip called Ruin. It was an inspirational video to inspire us to write.  We have been learning about narratives. Some things I need two be working on are: to keep on extending my types of different sentence types for effect. 

The runner

                                                                Orientation 

The once majestic, shimmering stand-tall towers were now overrun by flora.All of humanity was gone. Everything. I, the masked man, was the last malfunctioning person left-where was everyone else?

I kicked open the old crate, which unleashed all its goods. I found it: k10 iPhone Galaxy Plus. My eyes glowed, unleashing

power throughout my arm. The phone dimmed and there on the screen appeared to be two ‘quarantine facility sights’. I was determined to go there. “Quarantine facility,  here I come.”

                                                                      Problem (run)

The air felt tense, something was wrong. I could feel it. Suddenly, an Ultra-Powered Cytra Plane rose up from behind. They

found me. I quickly took off like Sonic the Hedgehog. Not feeling aware of anything. If I wanted to live. I would run. I slipped down the bank, got up, and was away with the wind. My Mx motorbike rammed across the dry, undergrowth of the remnant road. I had

to find a way out of this. There was an old railway tunnel I had remembered; that is where I was heading.

                                                                   Complication(Tunnel)

The sounds of a super machine gun made me clutch the handles and go faster. My life depended on it, suddenly two clone like machine gun maniacs came flying out from the sides. The clones started chasing me down. Banging the rocket bombs onto the side f my MX bike and, then watching them flare into flames. Persistently and effortlessly I threw them behind me. Boom! One by one.

Zooming into the tunnel I went.. Dark, scary, damp-was I going to make it out alive? Voice command.“Insert night vision goggles”.

Now the tunnel outline and the obstacles were visible. I might make it out...

                                                                   Solution(defeat)

Every second counted. I only had one more rocket, I only had one life and only one chance-was this all enough? I prepared myself

f for impact, waiting for the right moment to chuck my last bomb. Pacing myself, I threw the bomb into the air, making the drones

shatter like a glass mirror. Defeat. I had done it:  the masked man was victorious. Finally, I came speeding out of the tunnel, but hovering and waiting for its prey like a vast eagle was the Cytra Plane. I accelerated the motor on my MX bike, pulled out my katana, and reved my motorbike onto the ramp. Slowly and carefully, I stood up mid-air, before double flipping and then injecting my katana into the living souls of my victim. Defeat to Cytra plane.

The end.