The Girl Who Saw Chapter 2
I darted down the dark narrow streets, the cold air whipping and slashing against my face. Faint shouts came from far behind me. I'd nearly lost them. I rounded another corner and slammed myself against a wall. Listening carefully, I kept my hand in my pocket just in case. I breathed out a sigh of relief when no sounds came out of the darkness. I carried on moving, but walking this time. It had been a stupid idea to come out this late at night.
I silently stepped along the pavement, every step bringing me further to my home, where my bed was. It had been a long night and I desperately needed sleep. I span around the last corner, and the blinding light of the off license hit my straight in the eyes. I stepped in, hearing the whoosh of the doors shut behind. As soon as I delved further into the small shop, I sensed I was the only one there.
The owner's eyes were on me, as I pretended to scan the shelves. I had been hunting these things for days, but they always slipped through my fingers. After about five minutes, the tall man walked over and locked the front doors. I pretended not to hear or notice when he walked towards me. He reached his hand up to his face, but at the last second, I ducked, and kicked his legs, making him hiss and fall in pain. The things started to stand, but I snatched up a jar of something of the shelf, and smashed it over his head.
He was only knocked out, so started returning to his default form. It had taken me just under five minutes to tie him up, and examine him. These things were slowly taking over earth, and no one noticed. See, they look like regular people, but if you look closely and focus, you see them. It's like a dolls face, all rubber and nearly no features. Terrifying. Enough to give anyone nightmares. Not me, though. I already have plenty of them. Of course, I don't need to concentrate to see the horrible doll face on these things, it's only a simple perception filter, and I See through everything alien.
The doll like face isn't the last layer of disguise though. Under it, is a horrid thing, looking human, but bony, and an egg white colour. Sharp teeth and snake like tongues. This all came out from under the doll face when it was attacking you.
I was yet to find out the intention of these creatures, but from the proper scan I found their name to be Dystilia, from the planet Isbergonen. Never heard of it, but I did research and found it was a small, lonely planet, housing only the Dystilia. No wonder they wanted this planet, theirs was smaller than Pluto.
The creature was coming around, and I stood back, unknowing of its abilities.
"Free me…" it hissed at me.
"Who are you?" I asked quietly, not wanting to scare it.
"We are the Dystilia, and your planet will be ours, for our empire to lord over." It seethed at me, a sickening smile plastered over its putrid face, as if it was pleased.
"Yeah, I gathered that, but how many of you are there? Your planet is embarrassingly small, no wonder I've never heard of you." It pulled at the wraps around it, angry at this insult. But then, it started to smile again, even laugh. It looked like a dark mist had taken over its eyes.
"All fairy tales come true, just you wait and find out. You'll get what's coming for you, and you won't be ready. The Earths Guardian will fail her duty, let her guard down." The mist cleared from its eyes, and a shiver, worse than anything I've felt before. I pointed my gun at the thing, rage and fire burning inside me.
"What did you say?" I asked nearly a whisper. How dare it suggest such a thing? And why is it talking about fairy tales? But the thing merely hissed again like nothing had happened.
"I say, how dare you insult the Dystilia. We are mighty warriors, we a creatures of night and darkness, we are-"I cut it off mid rant with a fatal shot to the head.
Angry and confused, I deleted all security footage in the store, and walked out, kicking the locked door open. I walked home, wondering mainly what he meant when he said, 'All fairy tales come true', what did that mean?
As I walked my usual route home staring at my feet, I suddenly slammed into something that had never been there on my street corner before. I stepped back and looked up to see a big blue police box. This night was getting weirder and weirder. I circled the box. Jeez, I haven't seen one of those since I was a kid, I'd thought. And I had seen the inside more than the outside. But something was different about this one. It was right in the middle of a patch of grass, in the wrong time zone, and the words on top appeared to be glowing, almost like the box was…alive.
I circled it, and scanned it. The thing was overflowing with alien life and technology. I saw a few things on the scanner that I was sure were a mistake, and disregarded them. I found the door, and stood on the other side, awaiting an alien to make an appearance. As I waited, I thought about how anyone else would have slammed on and then just kept on walking. But not me. I see it all.
After a few minutes, I heard nothing, so I banged on the door, and darted back around. A moment later, I heard it open, and flew around the corner. I just about had enough time to take in a tweed jacket, red suspenders, a stupid bow tie and human looking hands raised in the air before I shot.