Monsters vs. aliens storyAsk anyone who's ever seen Monsters vs. aliens who their favorite character is. About 70% of the time the answer will be in the lineup is Susan, the lovable heroine, and I have to admit, was at first my favorite comes The Missing Link, rocking the audience with his hilarious super-ego. Dr. Cockroach is next, and my personal favorite. Sad attempts at humor get the audience giggling, and an excellent brain power leaves everyone none of them are who I'm writing about today. Today we'll look at the side of the story never considered. The ones who's always left out of team photos, and also the one who came closest to dying on the battlefield. I'm talking about that giant, lovable, Insectosaurus. We all know the story of the five monsters that saved the entire human race. Now it was time for the monsters to shine again, and each and every one of them had an equally hard role to play. This fight would not end as quickly as dun dunnnnnn...Insectosaurus dozed happily in his cage. He dreamed of flying over Paris. He dreamed of his four little friends, knowing they had his back- both theoretically and literally- as they clutched the bristly short fur that lined his spine. He dreamed of how they chatted excitedly about their last mission, in which they had not only saved the entire human race and the planet on which they lived, but also most likely the entire galaxy as well, if not more. He dreamed he saw a giant snail... What did the small old man call it? Escargantua, slowly crawling towards the city. This was a very lifelike dream. Was it a dream?...The snail was so much like him. Body blown out of proportion by nuclear residue. Heading towards the largest sign of life it could find, hoping someone would please just help it understand what had happened to it. Why was the world suddenly so strange and so small? And yet how did it feel so small and alone even as it towered above everything in sight?Pulling up short, Insecto refused to go further. The others, with their tiny voices, tried to reason with him, but he refused. He would not hurt another being who was already in such pain. He understood that sort of pain all to well to charge forward as the others wanted him too. Not in his his path, he landed a couple miles outside of the city, far enough away that they would stay away until he was done. He flew swiftly and left them there, heading back to the snail. "Follow me" he bellowed softly. The snail didn't reply, of course. Snails cant talk, after all!But they do headed away from Paris, making to get to a place far away where no lights shone. Now they rested, silently, and Insectosaurus wondered vaguely what would happen next.

Dun, dun dunnnnn…Just go ahead and ask Derek Dietl what happened to his fiancé. But don't expect a strait answer. Depending on who you are, his story will you perhaps a future employer? Ah, my Pooches! I miss her so much! The government forbade me from ever seeing her again! -weeps-A reporter? Oh, Susan. Well she's on to bigger and better things. She dumped me the first chance she got. She broke more than just my heart, but my arm guy on the street? What fiancé?Absolutely none of these stories are remotely true. Except one. Susan really is on to bigger (definitely bigger) and better 's started to let her courage shine a bit more since that fateful day. She didn't need a man to give her happiness. She held a large dose of it close to her heart everywhere she she was not happy dun dunnnn..."What is he doing?" she asked Link for the millionth time. For the millionth time Link didn't know. For some strange reason his answer didn't change if she asked again, and again...Frustration curled off of her like smoke as she humphed and sat heavily on top of the nearest sat awhile, recollecting herself, and then she looked up again. The sun had moved too far on the sky for her liking. They would have to leave soon if they wanted to be back to the States by morning, since their ride ditched them. Since she was the fastest, Ginormica scooped up the others and ran with them to the edge of the city. She stopped dead in her tracks and looked up to see Insectosaurus flying back to them. Behind him Escargantua followed obediently. Insectosaurus bellowed in his usual way. Link chuckled."Looks like we've got a new recruit!"Dun dun dunnnnnn...A long time ago, before the experiment that changed his life, Dr. Cockroach PhD wasn't too different than your everyday science nerd. He was brilliant, creative and clever. His dreams were just as big as his brain, and he worked day and night to accomplish them. But there was one thing that set him apart from anyone else, one of the things about, well anyone really, that is often overlooked. was his motive when he stepped into that machine so calmly, so collectively, not knowing what could happen? Why on Earth would he want to do something that could have serious side effects, possibly even death? What sort of task would you want to accomplish so badly you were willing to put your life on the line for it to merely be a single step closer to completion? Only one person could possibly know, and he hasn't told us why he did it...Dun dun dunnnn...Perched on Ginormica's shoulder, Cockroach studied Escargantua as it slowly caught up to them. It was quite a fascinating creature, very much like Insectosaurus. Genes mutilated in a nuclear catastrophe. Enormous, powerful giant. Yes, quite an interesting specimen. Not that he was really interested in zoology. Maybe he might try a few experiments on it though, ... That is if he had the creature's permission... He may be mad but he was civilized, at least…

Anyway, he was excited to have a new recruit on the team, as they all were. Even Susan, err, Ginormica, had let go of her frustration and anger when Link retold Insecto's story. At first they all had bombarded the snail with questions, until Insecto bluntly pointed out that snails can't talk.

"Why not?" Su- Ginormica had wanted to know. Cockroach had to admit to some curiosity on the subject as well. But Insecto simply looked at her as if she was crazy.. Well, at least I thought so. I've never been able to decipher that poker face myself.

The now slightly larger group of monsters began to make their way back to the city. Cockroach sought out a phone booth to call for a ride, seeing how their newest member couldn't ride with them on Insecto. However, nobody would pick up when he called. He tried every American number he knew (which to me truthful wasn't all that elaborate. Only necessity numbers.) but could get hold of no one overseas.

Finally deflated, he started to return to the rest of the gang and tell them they would be spending the night in France. No one would be too upset about spending a night in one of the most famous cities in the world. But they would be as concerned as he was about not being able to get a hold of anyone…

He happened to walk past a shop on his way back, just as the door opened. Two Frenchwomen out on a shopping spree walked past him as they emerged, speaking quick French. Fortunately, Cockroach was fluent in the language, and managed to work out what was being said.

"It's insane what the president has done over there! Have you heard at all?"

"No! What's happened?"

"They say he was upset about his career. Afraid people would resent his decision to free the monsters. So the madman went and loosed nuclear bombs on his own country!"

As the women had continued walking, the strolled out of earshot of Cockroach, but he had heard enough.

Running like the Flash to camp, he cried out breathlessly,

"The United States is under attack of nuclear bombs!"

Hey everyone! Here's that new story I promised. More to come soon, I promise. But for now, sit tight, leave a review, and get ready for the most dramatic, ridiculous, out of this world story I've ever written! (It will be awesome! -Grins evilly-)