Chapter One:
"Help! Please someone help me!" the young woman screamed as she ran down the deserted city street underneath the full moon.
Behind her, a huge, disk shaped, dark colored flying saucer flew low over the city, its search lights flashing down onto the streets, searching for its' newest victim.
The young woman ran up the steps to the library, where only hours before she had been partying with her friends, "Hey! Open up! Please, they're after me!" She screamed.
Unfortunately that was her mistake, the aliens inside the flying saucer heard her, and shone all five of its search lights on her.
She screamed again, and banged on the door before running away from the library and farther down the street, but it was too late the flying saucer was upon her, its tractor beam flooding down on her, pulling her up towards the heart of the ship.
She screamed again and—
"Belle!"
Belle looked up from where she was reading her book at the front desk of the library to see one of her best friends, a dark haired woman with brilliant green eyes, wearing a crimson tank top, skirt and black stilletos named Ruby Lucas standing in front of her.
"Sorry Ruby," Belle said apologetically, lowering her book onto her lap, "Did you say something?"
Belle, despite being twenty-three looked like she was only nineteen for how small and petite she was. Not to mention that she was a natural beauty with her hazelnut brown hair cascading down onto her shoulders, with her deep blue eyes shining with innocent cheerfulness.
Ruby sighed and shook her head, "I said are you coming tonight or what?"
"Oh!" Belle's eyes widened in horror, and she quickly got to her feet and put the book away. She ran past Ruby and grabbed her friend's arm, dragging her along behind her as she ran out of the already closed library.
"Oh sorry Ruby, I got so absorbed in my book that I completely forgot about girls' night," Belle explained as she fumbled with her keys, trying to lock the library's door as fast as she could.
"Don't worry about Belle," Ruby reassured her, gesturing to the diner across the street from the library where Belle worked as the librarian, "I have some stuff I keep in the back of Grannies that you can wear tonight".
Only half an hour later, Belle found herself wearing a skin tight, knee length, sparkly blue dress that she had borrowed from Ruby.
"Come on Belle, you were late for your own engagement party, you can't be late for your girls' night engagement party too," Ruby exclaimed, tugging on Belle's hand to encourage her to hurry up as they ran from Ruby's car, which was actually Ruby's grandmother's, to the out of town nightclub called Vertigo.
"There you guys are!" Mary Margaret, a young woman with short black hair exclaimed as they ran up to the entrance of the small building, "You're lucky you got here before seven, if you weren't here by then, Emma was going to go out in the cruiser and look for you".
Emma Swan, another of Belle's close friends was the town's sheriff deputy, and took her job quite literal especially when it came to the people the young blonde cared about.
Ruby chuckled and linked arms with Belle and Mary Margaret, and together, the three of them made their way inside where green, purple and gold lights flashed overhead, and dancing people filled the club.
Near the back of the club, by the DJ, was Emma and Regina, who was also the mayor of the town, both women were nursing a beer at the bar, and talking with the bartender, a man by the name of Killian Jones.
Belle and her friends knew Killian quite well. Whenever they ventured into Vertigo for a night of fun, Killian always managed to slip them free shots and flirted with them, mostly with Emma, all night long, and then ensured that they all got home safely. Even if that meant calling a taxi for them. Or even taking them home himself as he had to do so one time.
Regina and Emma smiled when they saw the three women making their way over to the bar, and Killian even waved cheerfully at them.
"Hey love," Killian said to Belle as he pushed a cup of hot coco in front of her, which was her usual drink at the nightclub, "remember if you ever want a real man, I'll be right here".
"Sure Killian, I'll keep that in mind," Belle joked, tossing a glob of whipped cream from her coco at him.
The girls laughed, while Killian wiped the whipped cream off of his chin and licked his fingers, "No fair B, you know I can't fight back while I'm on duty," Killian complained.
Regina smirked, leaning against the bar counter, "Too bad Captain Guyliner, we're here to bring the house down".
After they finished their drinks, the women made their way over to the dance floor and danced away for seven songs, before the first slow song came on.
Belle and Ruby slow danced together for the fun of it, while Regina danced with some random guy that had asked her. Emma sat at the bar, chatting away with Killian, who would be off duty in a few minutes when his replacement, a woman named Tinker Belle arrived at the club.
Belle stopped slow dancing, and looked over Ruby's shoulder, trying to locate his fourth friend, Mary Margaret, who had seemingly disappeared.
"What's wrong?" Ruby asked, folding her arms across her chest, a frown replacing her usual cheshire smile.
"Where's Mary Margaret at?" Belle asked, leaning up on her tippy toes to see over the crowd of people, "I haven't seen her for a while".
"Maybe she went outside for a breather," Ruby suggested, gesturing towards the back exit. Belle frowned and nodded.
"Maybe," she said, "stay here, I'm going to go see if she did go outside".
Ruby tilted her head to the side, "Do you want me to come with you?"
Belle shook her head and headed away from friend, "I'll be just a moment".
She waved at Emma, who had seen her making her way through the crowd, letting her friend know that she was going to be right back, and then she pushed against the back door and walked outside.
The night air hit her face, and she breathed in deeply, enjoying the way it ruffled her hair, and created goosebumps on her skin.
Belle sighed happily and said softly, "I wish it could always be like this".
Then to her delight, a star streaked across the sky, leaving a trail of blue and red behind it. Belle smiled and watched as it made its way quickly across the sky, It's so beautiful, she thought.
Suddenly, Belle frowned, her eyes widening in horror. It wasn't a shooting star! It was some sort of air craft and it was heading straight for the forest!
Belle watched in horror as the air craft hit the tree line and fire flew up from where it had crashed before going dim.
"Oh no!" she exclaimed, and ran towards the forest, forgetting momentarily about her friends. Right now the passangers on the air craft needed her help! They might be severely hurt.
She ran through the woods as fast as her skin tight dress and two inch heels allowed. Twigs, and thorns snagged on her hair and dress, messing it up a little, not that she noticed any. She was only concerned about the poor passangers on the air craft.
She paused at the crest of a hill, and gasped.
Below, in a small valley, was a giant spaceship.
Smoke drifted lazily in thick clouds from the side of the ship, while the front of the spaceship had caved in, showing part of the interior of the massive ship.
"Oh no!" Belle whispered hoarsely. She wrapped her arms around herself, shaking all over with fear. In every story she had ever heard, or read, aliens always abducted humans and preformed the most horrible experiments on them.
She was about to run back to the club when she saw the body.
It was a woman, lying on her side, bleeding terribly.
Belle gasped, and forgetting everything about aliens that she knew, ran down the hill to the woman, and crouched beside her, hands fluttering uselessly over the strange woman's still form.
The woman was most defiantely an alien that much was clear to Belle. She had green-gold skin that seemed to glitter in the moonlight, and had reptilian eyes, and sharp claws. But, to Belle's mixed horror and relief, the alien was already dead, killed immediately on impact, and thrown from the ship.
Belle stood up, and trembling with fear, looked into the torn open spaceship. What if there were more aliens inside? What if one of them had survived but lay dying inside?
Belle took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "Do the brave thing, and bravery will follow".
She grabbed hold of the ragged edges of the hole in the front of the spaceship, and pulled herself into the ship.
Inside, the ship was very dark, and smoky. There was two main sections of the ship, separated by a half wall in the middle that was severely damaged. On the left side of the space ship, were five chairs surrounding what looked like a control panel. While on the right side of the ship were three metal examination tables, along with tons of strange equipment that she had never seen before.
Leaning against one of the examination tables was another dead alien, this time, it was male with very short hair and blood trickling out of his mouth, eyes staring blankly ahead.
Belle shivered, and was about to leave the spaceship to head back to the night club when she heard a whispered plea.
"Help!" someone croaked.
Belle froze in place, listening intently.
"Help," the voice came again. This time Belle was able to pin point where it was coming from, which was the right side of the ship.
Warily, fearing a trap, Belle made her way into the left side of the ship, past the already dead alien to see more strange equipment scattered about the room. At first, she didn't see anyone, but then . . .
A small man, with green-gold skin and shoulder length brown hair was lying on the floor in a pool of blood, his chest, and arms cut badly. He was leaning up on his elbows, his face turned towards her, amber reptilian eyes wide and unfocused, but terror showed clearly in their unique depths.
"Help," he croaked again, this time his voice sounded smaller, more afraid.
He must be in shock, Belle realized and then she saw why he hadn't moved since the ship had crashed. A large, and very heavy looking air tank had landed on him, trapping his right leg beneath it.
Beep!
Belle jumped at the small electric sound, and glanced around wildly for a moment before she realized that it was just her iphone alerting her to a text message from one of her friends. She pulled her phone out and looked at the message.
Ruby: Belle where are you? You said you would only be a moment.
Belle looked back up at the poor alien, her mind instantly made up when she heard him whimper helplessly, completely unware of her presence in the ship.
She quickly texted her friend back,
Belle: I didn't feel so good, went home. Sorry I didn't tell you. Did you guys ever find Mary Margaret?
After sending her message, she turned her phone off and shoved it into her jacket pocket, feeling a little guilty about lying to her friends. But how could she tell them she had found an alien spaceship without them thinking she was joking or going nuts?
She made her way over to the injured alien, being careful to watch for any sudden movements in case he still had friends about that planned on trapping her. But no one jumped out when she crouched down beside him, her shoes killing her feet.
"Shsh," Belle murmured comfortingly to him, brushing his hair back out of his face, "It's ok, I'm going to get you out of here, don't worry".
The alien whimpered, and coughed up blood, before pulling back away from her hand, his eyes wide, "P-please . . ." he whispered fearfully, his eyes still unfocused.
Belle smoothed back his hair, and caressed the side of his face, calming him. She knew from the state he was currently in that he wouldn't remember hardly anything of tonight when he came out of shock, so she didn't worry of what he must think of her gesture.
"Be still," Belle told him, and the alien silently obeyed, staring up at her with frightened eyes, still trembling.
With the alien calm, Belle turned her attention to the air tank trapping his leg. She kneeled down and gave the tank a gentle push; the alien howled in pain.
Belle shushed him quietly, swiftly, before she turned back to the air tank, figuring out a way to free the injured and very scared alien.
If I can push it off of him really quickly, then maybe I can get him out of here. Belle paused, wondering what she would do with him once she got him free.
I'll take him to that abandoned cabin I saw on the way here, she decided finally, and then I'll figure out what to do from there.
"Alright, hey on little alien," Belle cooed to him, "This is going to hurt a lot, but then you'll be free".
She braced her hands against the cold metal of the tank and pushed as hard as she could. The alien screamed in agony, and Belle couldn't help but wish he would be quieter. His screams might attract hostile attention to him.
Yes! The tank was moving! Belle pushed against it again, and this time it rolled off of his bloody, and very badly bruised leg.
She inspected his leg, squeezing it a little to ensure there were no broken bones. She gave a sigh of relief when her efforts confirmed that his leg was indeed only badly bruised, and a bit bloody.
She turned back to the rest of the alien.
The poor alien by now was sobbing softly, tears streaming down his face, his hiccupy sobs tearing at her heart.
"St-stop, p-please s-stop," he begged, his voice hoarse from screaming, and from fear.
"Shsh, it's ok, the worst is over," she told him, "I'm going to get you out of here now, ok". She stood up and moved behind him, before she reached down, and wrapped her arms around his chest, just below his armpits, and pulled up.
She grunted, and began to drag the hysterical alien out of the space ship, and towards the abandoned cabin she had seen earlier on her run through the woods.
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