Disclaimer: I do not own Men In Black!
A Highway patrolman pulls into an abandoned warehouse, after someone had called 911 screaming for help and claiming to be attacked by unknown assailants. The suspicious phone call was traced back to the warehouse.
The patrolman parked his cruiser near the front of the old building and stepped out of the vehicle. He cautiously approached the open doorway of the building, which the door seemed to have been removed, or broken off. As he entered inside, he turned on his flashlight to better see in the darkness. The windows had been boarded up leaving the interior to almost complete darkness. There was a musty, rotten smell to the place.
He looked around the interior carefully to search for anything suspicious. He walked around searching every corner and every part of the building, making sure that everything was still intact and untouched.
After he had searched high and low, he was sure that nobody was in the warehouse. He made his way toward the doorway. Before he stepped out of the building he heard scratching sounds coming from the ceiling just above him. He stopped dead in his tracks and the smell of fresh blood tainted his nostrils, making him sick to his stomach.
Slowly, he pointed his flashlight upward, not knowing what to expect. His heart began to beat faster as he nervously looked up. His eyes widened in shock as he saw a man stuck onto the ceiling by some strange, green substance. The man appeared to be dead, but the patrolman couldn't be too sure. He knew he had to report this right away and get help.
Before he could do anything, something pierced through his body with such force and threw him against the wall. The impact caused pain to course through his whole body and blood spewed from the punctured wound on his abdomen. He looked up at his attacker to find a strange, large silhouette standing near the doorway where he had been standing before. His flashlight was on the ground. The light facing only him as he laid there on the ground bleeding and in sheer pain.
The unknown silhouette moved closer into the path of the light, revealing itself to him. The patrolman could not believe his very own eyes as he stared at the large creature before him. He was paralyzed in fear at the creature's glossy, yellow snake eyes that glared back into his. This thing resembled a giant cricket with its large antennas, its long, hind legs, and its shiny, beige surface. It looked like something out of a horror movie.
The patrolman knew that there was no way he could take on something this big without getting ripped to shreds. It had visibly, razor sharp teeth and let out a deep growl like a vicious predator ready to tear into its prey.
It began advancing on him in a predatory like manner, preparing to strike again. The patrolman quickly pulled out his gun and began shooting like a madman hoping to stop the creature in its tracks.
He didn't want to die, not like this. He had never expected to be in this situation, to be weak and helpless. He had spent over 20 years, protecting and serving the people of New York City. Never in his life did he ever think that he would become the victim.
The bullets seemed to be no match. Shooting had only provoked the creature even more, causing it to pounce on him. The patrolman barely dodged its attack and ran as fast as he could to the open doorway with his wounds still throbbing with great pain. The quicker, more powerful being grabbed him and flung him violently against the wall, knocking him unconscious.
It wasted no time in tearing him apart, leaving his body parts strewn everywhere covered in blood.
"Well done, brother!" a female voice called out.
The giant bug looked over across the dark corners of the building to meet his sister's gaze. She was in her human disguise. She and her brother had hid in the ceiling when they heard the cop pull up.
The giant bug stared down at the torn limbs of his helpless victim. "I never thought that killing a human could feel so good."