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Chapter 3: Rescuer

I am terrified. I knew the police were there. And I know there's something else too. I know what the police are firing at. They're firing at Scissor-Hands, and some other creature that seemed to have Scissor-Hands spooked. Is he alive? I kind of hope not, and I kind of do. I sense someone's hand grabbing my wrist. It's Jennifer, my roommate. She tugs on me for us to leave.

Our new era of technology allows us to use out cell phones to write and print things out of the top of our phones small prints and brail. I feel a paper that I soon realize Jennifer slides under my hands.

It reads:

"Kaila we need to leave now…it's…there's two of those things, and five of the big black bugs. Remember those scary 'xenomorphs' from the news? And them…the muscular guys? There's one with the freaky hands, and there's one with the strange mask that kind of reminds me of Captain Rex's from Star Wars? The one I described to you? Alright, I'll admit it. I'm scared. Now please, Kaila please, let's get out of here before we get killed."

I'm startled. That just…just…isn't like Jeni…I mean…I feel the grip on my wrist get tighter. I sense Jennifer scream by how tense she was. And I understand that the other hunter has got Jeni…but, why not me? I just don't understand. Why don't they take me? "Hey! Over here!" I scream without realizing. I begin to sprint. I know that the hunter is chasing me down. And I know that it isn't Scissor-Hands. I know I can't outrun him. But for some reason, it's worth the try.

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I notice that Ravage has started a footrace with the ooman female. She is just barely escaping the clutches of death. My thoughts were sidetracked as I'm forced into the water by the kiande amedha. I roar, but my roar was suddenly cut off by the rushing water. I was mistaken. The kiande amedha are trying to drown me under their weight…and becoming slightly sucsessful.

One of the kiande amedha grab my neck, squeezing it hard, causing me to let go of my breath. I've got about a…couple…more seconds…of…breath…

One of the xenomorphs rise up to the water's crest. The one that is still attempting to drown me is now noticeably a aquamorph. An aquamorph are xenomorphs that are capable of breathing underwater. Oh, how I wish I had my plasma caster right now…my hands! I release my hand blades, and shove them hard up the aquamorph's chest. The acid. Who cares right now. I have already lost so much…my breath has run out.

I start to puff, flinch, and double-over underwater. Water begins to fill me up, making me flinch and sink. The Xenomorph holds me under, struggling to survive my blow. I sink more and more under the weight of the aquamorph. I hear a splash nearby.

My vision blurs, and I am…well, drowning. The figure swims towards me, puts it's arms uder my arms, dragging me to the surface. I know it isn't ooman, because there is no way an ooman is going to be able to lift me up to the surface. No flipping way. In a few moments…darkness overtakes me…

-"Scissor-Hands!" I hear my name. I slowly open my eyes, only to meet face to face with the Elder. "Scissor-Hands!" He calls out again. I try to say something, but nothing comes out. The Elder flat out smacks me in the face. "Elder Chawweh?" I ask, standing up, feeling very dizzy. I almost fall when the Elder catches me. "Kid, you better snap out of it. I want some answers as to why we are the only survivors of our clan? Hm?" The Elder sighs. "Answer me!" He snaps. "But sir, you never asked me a question." I respond calmly. I can tell the Elder is on the merge of exploding. Another Yautja limps up. "Sir, you're not the only survivors…" The Yautja says with a groan. "Hello, Ravage." The Elder says with a glare.

"Elder Chawweh?" "Yes kid?"

"Why does everyone call me Scissor-Hands?" I ask. "Uh, because of…well, your hands." He says, his voice filled with pity. I have never heard a Elder stutter before. I finally take a good look at my hands. Bladed. Bladed hands.-

"SCISSOR-HANDS WAKE UP! BY PAYA IF YOU DON'T! WHO KNOWS…oh you're awake." I hear Ravage say. I cough up water. Ravage holds up a towel to my mouth, catching all the water. "Where are the kiande amedha… where are the oomans?" "Oh, the kiande amedha? You killed them. As for the oomans, only two remain." "Whom might that be?" I ask. If the ooman girl is dead, and if it is Ravage's fault, if he killed her…he won't ever see the light of day again. She was my kill.

"Where am I?" I ask. I look around me. There seems to be several images on the walls. The room is small, unlike my ship. I am laying on a bed big enough to hold two. Two oomans that is. On our planet, the beds are much larger compared to these, and the blankets are much more comfortable than the ooman's . Ooman's are silky, ours are furs.

"Why you are in what the oomans call a 'dorm' it's apparently something you live in for a scholarly subject the oomans call a 'school'." Ravage says. Huh. I sit up and…"SCISSOR-HANDS BE CAREFUL!"…tear through the sheets. "Woops," "Yeah a real woops Scissor-Hands. When the oomans get back they're going to be really ticked off…" Ravage mutters.

"Don't they have names?" I ask. Everyone in the ooman world has names. "Uh, yes. I only know the incapable one's friend's name." "Okay, tell me." I say. "Something along the lines of Jennifer." He says. Okay then. One is named Jennifer. Great. Difficult to say, but great. I hear the door click and open.

A red haired girl walks in. She is carrying some sort of plastic bag. "Oh you're awake. Excellent. And you're here. Excellent times two...get it?" She says, with her fear filled voice. "I should of known your blood would get all over my sheets…and wait…did you TEAR my sheets?!" She hollers. I shrug. Ravage glares. "Jennifer." Ravage says. "WHAT?!" Jennifer screams. "This is Scissor-Hands." Ravage signals to me. "Well, that explains the ripped sheets…" She mutters while walking with the plastic bag and walks over to me. "Scissor-Hands, Scissor-Hands…perfect. I've got Edward Scissorhands in my dorm…"She says.

Jennifer reaches into the plastic bag, and pulls out some bandages. She looks over at Ravage, and he nods. Crud. I left my bandages back at my ship. Or the ship's remains that is. My ship! Did the oomans get ahold of it? I sure hope not. I've got to get back to my ship. I attempt to get out when I'm forced down by Jennifer. What makes her think she can boss around a full-fledged Yautja? Jennifer presses on my chest as a sign for me to stay down. I growl at her. "Do you want me to get Kaila to do this?" She threatens…but who's Kaila? "Who is Kaila, ooman Jennifer?" She sighs. "Really? She's the blind and deaf girl you rescued then tried to kill." She smiles. "She told me." "Oh." I say, as she wraps up my stomach. How in Paya's name did this happen?! Was it the kiande amedha? "While we were underwater, the kiande amedh stabbed you in the stomach." Ravage says.

"You look weird Scissor-Hands." Jennifer says with a smile. "I'm sure he does, weirdo." Ravage jokes. "Very funny." She says, abandoning me and walking over to Ravage. "You better back off ooman if you want to keep your head intact." Ravage remarks in a friendly way. "Well, if you would like to maintain your dignity, I would do the same." Jennifer says.

I laugh. "What's so funny? The fact that this ooman thinks she's better than me?" Ravage says, inching closer to Jennifer, causing her to get slightly nervous. "You couldn't hurt me even if you tried." Ravage says. Jennifer brings her knee up to his crotch, and in a split second, Ravage falls to the ground in pain. "Wanna bet?" She asks in a snarky way.

Probably one of the longer ones…I like to write and draw…what do you expect?