The ground shook. Mole Men rushed to find shelter from falling rubble. What was once a street, was now a huge crater, and from it hundreds of dark creatures were emerging.
One of them spoke, "We are what you surface dwellers call Subterraneans! We have lived for centuries under the ground, but due to overpopulation we require more space." He seemed to be the leader of these subterranean beings, they looked at least 11ft tall each!
"Go everyone, capture as many surface dwellers as you can and kill them!" Another Subterranean ordered. They all started to scatter about the city, chasing the screaming Mole people.
"STOP" A loud voice was heard. The Subterranean leader took interest and looked to the source of the voice, it was a lone Mole man.
"You Subterraneans are fools!" The mole man claimed.
"Oh are we? This is coming from the weakling, who's friend's are being eaten this very moment!"
"Do you realize what you are doing? We mole men arn't surface dwellers!"
"Of course you are! The Subterranean kind has lived under the surface for centuries, and your kind have always lived on the surface above us."
"That may be so, but have you guys ever actually looked farther above us? Ever thought about what you see when you look up?"
"What are you talking about?" The Subterranean leader looked up, seeing not a sky, but a rocky cavern roof. The lone mole man immediately gave a signal to the top of the building right next to them. A mole man on the roof of the building gave a thumbs up and pushed a giant rock off the building, which fell on top of the Subterranean leader, crushing him into a pancake.
"We're still underground, idiot." The lone mole man remarked. The other Subterraneans, sensing the death of their leader, retreated back to the depths of the crater they made, leaving the city alone for good.
-By SalmanTheFish [Write A World A Day]