Axe Messiah

I was just sitting on my bed and reading a book, probably for class. Suddenly, the room lit up. It also became warmer and more humid, and smelled like chicken soup.

I received a Message. The fire axes needed to be free.

Okay.

So I left my room and started down the hall. There was a fire axe on the wall, protected by glass. I didn't want to hurt myself, and I had some doubt in my mission. I went back to my room and got my hammer.

I shielded my eyes and hit the glass. It shattered completely and harmlessly. I lifted the fire axe out of its holder and held it like a baby. It felt electrified. I could tell it was happy to be out.

I went from hall to hall within the building, freeing other axes with my hammer. I didn't have trouble carrying them. There were loops on my belt to carry most of the axes. I think I had at least twenty there before I ran out of room. I just put the rest in my backpack.

In the lobby of my building, the fire axes were different. Shorter, square shaped blades with thinner handles. Actually, they were more like fire meat cleavers. I wasn't sure if they counted or not. Still, they were behind glass and painted red, so I figured I should set them free.

When I actually got them out, I changed my mind. They were really nice and felt good in my hands. I found a couple dozen of the fire cleavers. They went in my backpack.

I sensed that I had run out of fire axes to free. I really liked how the cleavers felt, though, so I held one in each hand and waved them about. I wondered how well they would cut things, so I tried hitting a wall with one. It sliced through the concrete wall like a hot knife through cake frosting. A big chunk of wall just fell off.

I was ecstatic. I wandered around taking chunks out of things for quite a while.