It's the year 3051 and guns had nearly been wiped from the face of the earth. Except for sword-guns, axe-guns and any other hand held weapon, which have a powerful laser, but not as powerful as regular guns, but they still had regular weapons as well. There was WWIII going on and America had two 15-year old heroes, Talon and Sirin. Talon used a sword-gun and Sirin used an axe-gun.
Talon was a tall strong man with jet-black hair and brown eyes. Sirin was about two inches smaller than Talon but a lot stronger.
"Sirin duck!" yelled Talon as he used his laser on an enemy behind Sirin.
"Thanks," Sirin says in relief. They ran towards the heavily guarded base. In surprise they found out the guards had GUNS!
"Uh-oh. Talon they have guns," Sirin said, astonished.
"I know Sirin. This is going to be tough," whispered Talon. They run toward the base blocking every laser with their weapons.
"Fire your gun Talon!" yelled Sirin 30 feet away.
"I was about to say the same thing!" yelled Talon while firing his sword-gun's gun.
They killed both guards and walked in the base calmly. The base had a whole security system. Talon and Sirin barely made it through considering everything had to be timed perfectly or they would have been toast. Because as soon as they touched a spot on the floor acid would fall, lasers would shoot, or the floor would go up in flames. They made it inside the control room. There must have been 20 guards guarding the place.
"It must have been hard to find all those people to guard," whispered Sirin looking through the door.
"Yeah. They must be slaves," Talon whispered back.
A guard looked in their direction, they stayed as still as they could, but the guard still saw them and yelled to attack them. Talon and Sirin headed on for the attack. It was hard to beat every one of the guards, and stop the count down. Their mission: to stop the Russian count down to blow up America was complete.