The Adventures of Erin Grace

by steampowered.dragon

Erin has never had any friends or family. She's move from one orphanage to the next, taking only stories of imaginative places. Now she's a junior at NYU and living by herself. Until an odd alien comes and attacks her. The man named the Doctor comes to her aid, and then takes her off to see the universe. (Rated T for swearing and a bit of violence)

1. Aliens: Part 1

I'm hiding in the bathroom of NYU, skipping this class to get my next class's assignment done. My pencil is scratching furiously against the paper in my hand as I'm trying to finish writing. I'm thinking of what to title my piece, when a loud noise comes from outside.

I stand up and quietly walk to the door. I pull it open and find myself face to face with a large creature. It has a human shape, but it can't be human, for its eyes glow with a hatred no human could feel. Its lanky body is covered in a semi-translucent skin; I can see the bones beneath it and the blood pumping through the veins. Its head is covered with little horn-like spikes.

I reach into my back pocket for my switchblade, but the creature pounces on me and pushes me to the ground. I cry out as talon fingers dig into my left shoulder. The right arm is pinned under my back and twisted painfully and most likely dislocated from my shoulder. I try to push the creature off, but the creature is too heavy to move.

I cry out, hoping for someone to come, but instead I am greeted with several more. They all surround me, each one bearing fangs or talons or small knives. I want to scream again, but the thing throws me against the wall. I crash against a row of mirrors and shattered glass cuts my face and bear arms. I fall to the ground. Another creature lifts me back up and holds me against the wall with my feet off the ground. It punches me across the face. I kick out and my feet hit against what I assume is his stomach. He crumples to the ground and I take off running through the hallway.

I leave a trail of blood. If I don't stop bleeding, the things will follow me and catch up. God knows what'll happen to me. I start slowing down after I pass the main building. My arm is in too much pain. I almost fall to the ground, but a man catches me before I fall. He wraps one arm around me and with the other he raises something into the air, most likely a gun.

But instead of the sound of a gunshot, I hear an odd buzzing noise. The man shouts something in a British accent, but I can't make it out. I finally fall out of consciousness as the man picks me up and starts carrying me in the opposite direction.