A/N: And here is Part three of three in this section of the story- have fun reading [=

Chapter Twelve- Vampires vs. Aliens pt.3

Rosalie POV

Emmett and I opened the only door that went directly out of the hallway where the entrance to the ship was. Beyond that hallway there was a long hallway filled with doors- I felt like I was playing the lottery, one door opens up to a million dollar prize (the engine) while another might open up filled with a booby trap (like a room full of humans). These walls were so sound proof that even though I couldn't hear a single human heartbeat, that didn't mean that there weren't humans there.

I ground my teeth in frustration- I don't like odds like that. I wish Alice could see, there's no such thing as odds around her, just facts. We would have to open every door, because unless the engine for this ship was really loud, then we would never know if we've missed it until it's too late. "You take that side," I ordered Emmett, pointing at the right side of the hallway. The hallway had a slight upward slope to it, making me wonder where it was going to come up to.

We walked down the hallway, opening every door in the hallway. They all opened up to identical rooms with six swinging hammock-like things made up of a strange brownish-black fabric that was both thick and flexible at the same time. I couldn't help but wonder how uncomfortable those must be to sleep on- there were no pillows and no blankets, and no trunks or closets that could contain such things. The rooms were small and dark, and completely bare of any personal items- either the aliens are born on this ship, never seeing anything worth keeping, or their natures are completely unlike that of humans. Humans (and anything else on our planet for that matter) feel the need to 'mark territory', and show that something is theirs. These things probably don't even bother sleeping on the same bed every night.

Honestly- can you think of any time you've ever heard of a human spending more than one day in a place, and never spending the same night in the same bed? Even if they spend every night in a different hotel then they'll throw a hat onto a bed or something to claim it as theirs.

These things are just so bizarre.

We continued down the hall, all of the rooms were just empty sleeping rooms. The one time we had stumbled upon one filled with aliens they had all been trapped in a coma-like state, and killing them had been a breeze. Did killing the creatures in cold blood bother me?

Nah. I killed Royce and his friends in cold blood too. The aliens aren't as bad as him, but that would be why I didn't torture the aliens to death.

We reached the end of the hallway where two huge double doors stood. I was about to open them up when both out phones started ringing. "Hello?" I said, only picking mine up while Emmett leaned against me, listening.

"Hey Rose- it's Carlisle. Is Emmett with you?"

"Of course."

"Good. Bella's found where the aliens are keeping all the humans, so unless you're heading to where she is then you probably won't run into any of them." I breathed a sigh of relief, I didn't want to deal with humans today. "We really need to find the control room. Everyone else, except Alice, has come back here. It's fifty-fifty that you're on the right path, so hurry, we don't have much time to waste."

I nodded, "We've explored about half way. The map showed some big rooms up ahead- hopefully one of them is the engine. Talk to you later." I hung up the phone, anxious to get going now that I knew none of the rooms had humans in them. I find it ironic that we're both avoiding them and saving them at the same time. Not that it's really surprising, I mean, if you had a really big secret, would you trust a human with it?

I thought not.

Emmett and I grinned at each other. "Three... Two... One..."

WHAM! We both kicked the doors as hard as we possibly could; they buckled slightly but didn't come down. Emmett chuckled, "You know, being able to kick something as hard as we can and not have it collapse is strangely satisfying. It's nice to be able to use our muscles at full power." I nodded in agreement with him; living in a world with super strength was like spending eternity in a china shop. Something just has to be right beside us and oh-so-breakable.

"Shall we try again?" I asked.

Emmett nodded, putting on a fake English accent (Carlisle would kill him, he always seems to think Emmett is making fun of him when he does that- normally because Emmett is making fun of him) "We shall." He said shortly.

It took us seventeen very satisfying kicks to break the door in and see the room beyond, and I very nearly turned and an ran from the sight. As a vampire that murdered a few people in my life, I can say I've seen a few pretty ugly things. The aliens have once again managed to impress though.

Sunlight streamed down through the glass-like ceiling. The ceiling was obviously not made of glass, because, had it been glass then it would have shattered under its own weight long ago. It was high noon, so the sun burned brightly- illuminating every disgusting detail. The room was like a bad horror movie gone wrong. You know those movies with the operating tables that the horrific monsters would always tie the helpless humans to before performing gruesome experiments on them?

This is an exact replica of that movie, with ten times the horror and absolutely no censorship.

We began heading to the other side of the room, very pointedly not looking at the half-dissected humans around us. We were lucky that the smell of the blood was muffled by the overwhelming metallic stench of alien, or else something could have gone horribly, horribly wrong.

We were about halfway through the room when I noticed another thick black door on the other wall. I pointed at it, I thought I could hear a really, really faint noise. It was tiny, almost nothing and completely indistinguishable. As we got closer I could kind of make it out, okay, allow me to rephrase; it got louder. It was still totally unrecognizable, except for now I could hear thumping noises and breaks in the faint keening noise.

I really hope that that is an alien, not a trapped human. I suppose we should at least try to rescue whoever it is (assuming it's not a human, if it's an alien then I'll open the door, but after that the term 'out of the frying pan, into the fire' will begin to apply to said alien's life). We walked up and stared at the door thinking. We couldn't just kick it in; we might hurt whatever is on the other side (assuming that it's not the engine. In that case destroying is required).

Emmett frowned, "The hinges don't look very strong, if I just-" he tried to pry the hinges off, but they were attached to close to the wall for his fingers to get a good grip. "-never mind. Damn aliens and their metals." He swore.

We tried grabbing onto the opposite edge of the door and prying it open, but nothing happened. All of a sudden I had one of those 'light bulb' moments that make you want to go hit your head really hard on a hard, sometimes pointy object. "Ermm... why don't we just try the doorknob?"

Emmett stared at me blankly for a few seconds, and then he started chuckling weakly. After a while the chuckles turned to howls of laughter and I couldn't help but join in- I swear, the aliens are trying to steal the last bits of my sanity. Not that there's very much of it left to take; you try being a vampire, it really wears down the nerves. After a while we stopped laughing and tried twisting the doorknob.

The door swung right open for us, revealing a long row of cells. Luckily for us we hadn't done anything inhuman yet, so the humans have no reason to suspect anything fishy... unless they think of how we're miraculously free and how the aliens are nowhere to be found. I peeked into the nearest cell and a woman shrank back, giving a shriek of pure terror.

Wow, and she doesn't even know I'm a vampire.

She was a petit woman with black hair and startlingly blue, innocent eyes. Of course... if I get a human it's going to be one that scares easily, not one that comes readily equipped with a spine.

"Relax," I said soothingly, while at the same time trying to mimic your stereotypical dumb blonde, "I'm not one of the aliens. They all ran off for some reason. My name is Sarah, what's yours?"

"Sunni," she said wetly, tears running down her face.

"Cool- do you know where the keys are?"

She shook her head, "the aliens had them and they ran down towards the human pens. I've been in here for hours."

I made a sympathetic noise, I heard Emmett say, "Hey Ro-" I faked a loud cough, "Sarah," he corrected himself, "Would you mind swapping with me. There's a little girl in this cell, and I think I'm kind of making her nervous."

"Eric, get over here. You should know better."

Emmett came over, his arms spread helplessly, "I can't help it." Lowering his voice so the humans (all two of them) couldn't hear us, he said, "Do you want to rip the doors off?"

I sighed, two humans isn't an unmanageable number, and I'd feel guilty for eternity if I left a small child here to rot. "We should. Make sure you don't do anything sudden, we don't need to terrify them."

I went to help the girl. Sunni didn't seem the least bit upset about having a big, hot, muscled guy with good manners taking care of her. I chuckled softly and went to kneel beside the girl's cell. "Hey honey, my name is Sarah- what's yours?" The girl was tiny, with long brown hair and deep brown eyes, she reminded me of Renesmee and I wanted to help her immediately. I knew that being hasty would just terrify the tiny thing more though, so I took my time and had concern for the small child's emotions.

"Juliette," she sniffled softly, "can you get me out, please?"

"Of course. I'm going to take the door off of its hinges, so I want you to be ready for a really big noise, okay?" she bobbed her head nervously. I grabbed hold of the bars and pulled with all my might. They started to peel off slowly, coming off at the weak points. Eventually it came off with a loud metallic screech.

Juliette's eyes opened wide, "that was cool- you're really strong."

"Oh, not really." I said modestly. "Why don't we go see Sunni?"

She nodded eagerly, I guessed that she knew Sunni, and I hoped with all my heart that Sunni was her mom. We walked over to where Emmett had just pulled the bars off of Sunni's cell. Sunni ran out, "Baby!" she cried happily, hugging the small child.

"I take it that you two know each other?" I said happily leaning against the wall. Hopefully this'll be a 'two birds with one stone' kind of moment.

Sunni nodded, "Both her parents died in a car crash and I rescued her. She's had a bumpy life, things used to get so hectic in here that I wouldn't be able to hear her anymore. I thought she was gone. How did you manage to get the doors off so quickly, and using only your bare hands?"

I looked her in the eye, "I cannot tell you. You must never, ever, ever tell anyone that you've seen us. There are things much more dangerous than us out there, and if they found out we'd freed you..." I let my voice trail off ominously, for once letting my true nature show through.

"What would happen?" she asked curiously.

"The penalty for letting a normal person know is death. We'd die, you'd die, and anyone else that we've rescued today would die too." There, and hopefully the 'normal person' will imply to her that we're actually human beings. Plus the warnings of mass murder are enough to deter anyone from being chatty.

She nodded mutely, "But that's beside the point." I said, faking cheerfulness, "Just tell people that the aliens dropped the keys by your cell door when they left in a hurry and no harm will ever come of it. Now we're going to go outside and I'm going to cover your eyes, because what's out there makes a Saw movie seem like a child's T.V. show."

Okay, so maybe I'm having a bit of fun with this...

We left the room with the mother's hands pressed protectively over her adopted daughter's and mine pressed over hers. For added protection, Emmett was walking between us and the tables. I really didn't feel like giving an eight year old child horrific nightmares that would resurface whenever she had to dissect something in science class. Hell, I'm going to have nightmares whenever I dissect something in science class and I don't even sleep.

We reached the door and walked a safe distance down the hallways before uncovering their eyes. "The door is that way," I told them, "There are no more aliens here, and there's someone just down the hallway to help you out the door. We have to turn around and keep going. Remember: do not tell anyone."

They nodded and walked down the hallway. I took a deep breath and sent up a silent prayer that they would keep their mouths shut so that we wouldn't have to shut them for them. We turned and went quickly back through the room and through the passages beyond. Many of the rooms were filled with some interesting things, but none of them had any humans, aliens or engines in them, so we quickly passed them by.

Eventually we came to two absolutely colossal doors; we spent about twenty minutes throwing ourselves up against them to get through. The very ground around us rumbled with sound, it was like a deep bass beat. No wonder the walls were so insulated- it was to stop the vibrations from this thing from shaking the entire ship to pieces. Now I could understand the reason a ship this big could get off the ground, it had been perfectly constructed with light materials (like the very thin walls) that were insanely strong with one very powerful engine to top things off.

Dang, I wish I could keep this thing! It's like Christmas come early just to get a glance at the object powerful enough to move this tank. I wonder if I could replicate it, or at least make something similar to it- it would probably make my car go awfully fast.

Tempting, oh so tempting.

In the end we couldn't get the doors to even open, we just punched a hole through them and squeezed inside. The minute we got the hole open it felt like my eardrums were going to shatter from the deep thrumming, it was insanely loud. It's a surprise that the aliens aren't all deaf from the noise. I stood up and looked around- the engine was unsurprisingly huge. But it was so huge that even though I was expecting it, I was totally surprised.

It was an intimidating array of wires and pumps and tanks filled strange liquids that I had never seen before in my life, let alone tried to disassemble. The entire thing must have made up thirty percent of the ship's mass.

It is still the single coolest thing that I have ever seen.

I looked around for a way to somehow turn it off. It seemed totally invulnerable; nothing could penetrate it and stop it. In the very back of the room, in the most shadowed corner (probably to hide it from ones such as us) was a tiny control panel, the Achilles' heel of the engine. I tapped Emmett on the back and pointed, unable to say anything loud enough for him to hear over the racket.

We carefully made our way over to the engine, narrowly avoiding being knocked over by huge pistons in the confined space. I can honestly say that, for once in my life, while I was standing right beside the gigantic engine, that I felt totally and utterly powerless. I've decided that I don't really like the feeling, so I guess that's one good thing about getting turned- it's a little hard to feel vulnerable when you're a rock.

I went over to the panel, there were a series of buttons on it. Most of them were small and uniform, but there was one big red one. It was like the apple in the garden of Eden- I knew that something bad would probably happen when I hit it, but it was just so tempting. Besides, it might actually be the emergency stop button on the engine. Such buttons are normally big and easy to hit after all. I figured that I had no idea anyways, so I might as well just chance it.

I reached out and gave it one big whap with my hand, crossing my fingers and hoping that I wouldn't blow us all up. Fate seemed to be with me though, because the engine slowly ground to a stop, slowing down so quickly it left my mind boggled.

I grinned at Emmett, and with our ears still ringing we walked out of the room.