Select Few
Chapter 1: Greetings
Disclaimer: These characters are in no way mine so don't sue me. I'm simply taking them out of the toy box, lighting them on fire, and then putting what's left back.
Genre: Sci-Fi/Horror/Angst
Warnings: Okay this is a dark story, might be why it's M huh. There will be character deaths so don't read if you don't want that. Hmmm…What else? Oh yeah loads of violence.
Pairings: This is NOT a romance story but there will be Troy X Gabriella through the whole story and Chad X Taylor at the beginning.
Summary: Earth is attacked and the only survivors are prisoners to the beings that took it. Can they survive everything that comes there way? Will they want to? Troy centered. Troyella. Troy Chad Friendship.
Okay, hi whoever you are who is reading this or skipping this like I'm sure many of some do. I'm really not expecting a good turn out on this story to be honest because of the Sci-Fi factor. I'm not sure how many High School Musical fans are crazy about Sci-Fi, like me. Judging by the single story under Sci-Fi before this I would guess not many…Oh well. If you do read this please let me know by reviewing. Enough with my rambling and on with the story!
Troy sat pensively in front of the television with the rest of his family. His parents clasped hands in a tight grip with there eyes glued to the screen, jaws locked in tension. Troy licked his lips and bounced his knees up in down in an anxious motion. His elbows rest on his thighs as he leans in towards the television, his eyes wide and fearful. His hands set before his tight lips as if he were praying, which he would be doing if he was the least bit religious.
He had long ago tuned out the sound coming from the TV but he couldn't seem to pull his eyes away from the pictures that were flashing, pictures from all over the world, pictures that looked like they belonged in a horrific sci-fi movie and now on his TV with a breaking news bulletin flashing in bright red across the bottom, bright red like the blood covering the bodies in the pictures.
Troy's breath was shallow and he felt cold as he watched people screaming and crying. Screams the he could no longer hear, that he had blocked out long ago, but he could see there mouths open in empty screams and the pure terror that grotesquely stretched there faces. The way the camera jerked as the camera man ran for his life with hundreds of others made Troy feel sick.
This was happening all over the world at once. There had been no warning and no one had ever taken any serious thought on a defense to this problem. Pictures flashed from different countries, people cried in different languages, but the devastation that was left in the wake was always the same.
They came in a storm, as if not powerful enough they could control the weather, something humans had recently been toying with. But they weren't toying in any way, they where commanding, it was a weapon and they controlled it. This had been a planned attack and they had extensive knowledge of the human biology. Biological warfare was being used in a more horrific and devastating way that anyone could ever have imagined.
Nothing lived through the chemical attacks, the attacks however they had not been used everywhere. Only over all of Australia, parts of South and North America, most of Asia and Europe and almost all of Africa. The chemicals didn't linger after the initial attack making it safe to go into and search of the survivors that are not going to be there.
The parts of the world that had been untouched had a worse fate that simply falling into death. They seemed to be searching for certain people. They search each section systematically leaving a gory mess in there wake. It is unknown if anyone has been taken by them or if what they had come for has been found.
Troy began to shake and his mother let slip a soft squeal as the camera man was jumped from behind. The agony filled scream of the dieing man was able to break the blissful silence that had protected Troy for a while. He squirmed in his seat and closed his eyes tight as blood splashed over the camera lens.
Troy kept his eyes tightly locked until both his mom and dad screamed in fear. Then his eyes snapped open and he froze. Something had walked in front of the fallen camera. Troy held his breath as the creature came in view.
It was hunched over an all fours with a long lean body, much like that of a panther or some other feline predator. It had hands and feet like that of a human and skin like humans to, smooth a golden. It lacked a tail and wore loose pants much like sweat pants. The thing that made everyone on Earth take a collective breath was it's face.
It looked human. It looked much like an attractive male looks with sharp features, high cheekbones and soft lips covered in crimson blood. It's hair was thick, long, and black, tied back neatly by a strip of leather. It's eyes, however, were anything but human. They were a rich gold and almost snake like with pulsing black slits.
"Hello," the creature drawled in a smooth velvet voice that made Troy shake all the harder. He curled his hands into fists digging his short nails into the soft flesh of his palms. His jaw locked painfully and he could feel unwanted tears burn his eyes.
"I'm sure you're all sitting in front of your little light boxes watching me with terror. Good that means I have you undivided attention. I want to tell you what we're doing.
"We have come to your lowly planet in search of female mates. Being an all male species makes the likes of you…" a look of thought crossed his face as he considered his next word, "humans, I believe is what you call yourselves, a necessity to maintain a descent population. We are a picky bunch though and only pick the most beautiful and healthy. Only those select few will live.
"So," a nasty smirk crossed his attractive features and made Troy's mouth go dry, "Males go ahead and run, protect the ones you love, kill yourselves even, your flesh and blood with still taste sweet." He ran his pink tongue over his crimson covered lips tasting the blood of his last kill.
"Oh, and for all you females out there go ahead and try to escape by killing yourselves. We can bring you right back to life. You will only be making the catch easier on our part.
"Now you pathetic humans panic, run for cover, hide. Just know by the time we leave here Earth will be without any human life. But before you take off running down city streets with you fellow neighbors know…" The creature's muscles began to shift pulling his bones into different directions smoothly and quickly shifting out of his cat like form and into an erect one identical to humans. "You don't know what you're running with."
With those words the creature shifted out of the fallen cameras view. Troy sat in shocked silence with his family for a long moment. Finally he blew out a shaky breath and placed his face in his hands.
A memory entered his mind from a moment long ago in his seventh grade science class. They had been working on a worksheet, busy work while the teacher was out sick. It had been something along the lines of the probability of the existence alien life. The only thing Troy can really remember of the whole thing was telling Chad his thoughts of intelligent life.
Troy and Chad looked over one of the many questions on the worksheet. Both tapping the end of there pens against the hard desk top considering the question for a moment before looking to the other.
"So what percentage of intelligent life out there do you think is smarter than us?" Chad asked his friend as he too considered the question.
"Probably a good percent," Troy mumbled distractedly.
Chad raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Why? I thought it would be lower, after all we are the smartest on the planet."
"That's not true and I think we give human intellect to much credit. If we're the smartest beings in the universe the universe is a stupid and sad place. I, personally, would like to hope that there are smarter beings out there." Troy answered.
Chad looked at Troy strange for a few seconds before mumbling, "Whatever dude."
Troy sighed, oh how he wished he had been wrong now. Shaking his head Troy let his mind finally grasp the situation. In the next day or two he would be dead. Everyone he loved, cared about, even just knew would be dead…or a prisoner. Death was most likely better.
Troy had to do something and soon. Pushing himself from the chair he ran into the kitchen and grabbed his cell phone, car keys, and at the last second a kitchen knife. As he ran out the door he dialed Chad's number. On the second ring Chad answered in a shaky voice.
"Chad I need you to call Sharpay, Ryan, and Taylor. Tell them to get to the school as soon as possible. Don't call anyone else Chad. Too many people will bring them right to us. Just them okay? The school is empty so I don't think they will go there first. It will give us a bit of extra time to…" Troy paused and took a shaky breath that came out a sob. 'To what?' he thought hopelessly.
"Troy?" Chad asked in a tentative voice he hadn't heard Troy cry in a long time and it scared him.
"Just call them and tell them to get there. You get there too Chad, I'm going to get Gabi then meet you there." Troy licked his lips and swatted at the hot tears that blurred his vision. "Chad you get there, okay?" Troy asked as his voice cracked. He couldn't lose his best friend.
"Yeah Troy, I'll be waiting there for you. Stay safe." Chad's voice was just as strained as Troy's.
Troy made a soft affirmative sound in the back of his throat not being able to force out another word before hanging up.
Troy gently set his phone down in the car as he climbed in before slamming the door with more force than necessary then beating his palm against the steering wheel in anger, frustration, and fear. As he made his way to Gabriella's he began to yell curses to anything and everything responsible for what was happening and what was going to happen to him, to his family, to his friends, to the world.
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