Signs
Ch. 5: Signs
A/N: Freaky plot twists a-bound in this chapter! The freaky little white eyed aliens make a comeback as well as someone else. One funny thing I noticed while watching the Sci-Fi channel endlessly, for those who like Mystery Science Theater 3000 and have read 'War of The Worlds', in MST3K, the evil scientist is named Dr. Clayton Forrester, the same name of the dude in War of The Worlds. God, that was pointless, funny, yet pointless.
Abri sighed. The cell phone rang a moment later, Arwin told her that she was the one who could stop the aliens from destroying the planet.
"Sometimes I wish I was like everyone else. Instead of a Scully-look -alike, instead of- what I am now."
Dib 'phft' quietly.
"You want to be petty and dishonest?" he asked.
Abri turned around angrily.
"I already am! I wasn't meant to tackle an invading alien swarm! That's your dream, not mine!" she said.
The cell phone rang again. Dib answered it.
"Hello, Arwin? Yeah, we're at the house- or what's left of it. You want to talk to Abri, okay..." he handed the phone to the self-loathing teen.
"Here."
Abri spoke in a rather snappish tone.
"What now Arwin?" she asked. Her eyes widened. Dib could hear Arwin's voice over the line.
"I need you to grab the heaviest artillery you can, we've already called in the air force, but we need someone who knows more than anyone about alien crafts and invasions. Please, will you do-" he was cut off by Abri's angry words.
"No, I will not! I've had enough of this! I should have given this up years ago! I wasn't meant to be the hero. Have Dib do it! I don't want the fame. The world doesn't matter anymore." she said venomously. Arwin spoke up.
"All I ask is that you try-" he started.
Abri spoke slowly and coldly so that neither Dib nor Arwin would forget what she said.
"I gave up trying years ago." she said. Arwin sounded angry.
"You always were cold-hearted. I thought there was some good in you-"
Abri laughed darkly.
"Well, you thought wrong, didn't you? You can beg me all you want, my answer is no! I'm going home where I can live my last moments in peace."
Dib took the phone out of her hands and turned it off.
"The only peace you'll have is by yourself." Dib said.
"I'm used to being alone! When you have no friends that's what you are! Don't tell me you've never experienced true loneliness, Dib Membrane! You know how much it hurts, don't you? Don't try to hide it! You've thought about giving up, but I succeeded! You can go get yourself killed for a lost cause, I'm going home!" Abri said.
Dib shook his head as Abri walked the other way.
"You're just waiting for the bombs to fall." he said.
Abri stopped and spoke again.
"Like I said before, if it really is the end of the world- I'm screwed, aren't I? But now, I'm not the only one- it's the whole friggin' planet!"
Dib could see in her eyes what years of taunts and jeers and harassment had led to. This final moment when she believed that nothing was worth fighting for. Dib looked back into his own mind- he'd suffered too, he'd thought about giving up, but he didn't. He fought his way to be heard, yet his cries fell on deaf ears... Until Abri, but now here she was, a broken, self-loathing young woman with dreams that had been shattered by a loss of nerve and faith. Dib glared coldly at Abri's retreating back.
"Fine, flush your life down the toilet!" he said.
"I do hope that you may have a change of heart... But I guess you can't change a heart made of stone, can you?" he said.
Abri continued to walk the other way. The mark on her hand changing every few seconds. If there was such a thing as hell on earth, she thought, it would have to be in the human mind. She looked up at the sky when she heard a sound as though planes were soaring overhead. She made a 'tsk'-ing noise when she saw that it was more V-shaped crafts flying to where ever they saw another crop circle. She knew that Dib couldn't tackle those things by himself. She thought about turning back, but shook herself mentally.
"If you go back that would only shed more innocent blood." she whispered to herself. A little voice in the back of her mind spoke up.
"Doesn't Dib count?" it asked.
Abri groaned.
"I thought I got rid of you!" she snarled.
"The only thing you lose by smacking your head against the wall is brain cells, not your conscience.
Abri cursed under her breath.
"Damn!" she muttered.
"The last thing I need is sympathy from my own mind." she said.
The voice chuckled.
"I'm sure Freud is rolling over in his grave." it said.
"I hate you." Abri muttered.
"The feeling's mutual."
****
Dib fast-walked down the road. He knew he had to do something- but what? He had no idea what he'd do if aliens really invaded, he thought it wouldn't be in his lifetime. He tried to remember what happened in 'Close Encounter of the Third Kind'. He saw that years ago, and he couldn't remember. The only thing he could remember was the cool five-noted song that the ship played. He read 'War of the Worlds' but he couldn't remember anything from that either. It didn't matter, seeing as alien v-shaped ships were hovering near the ground. Dib watched as three two foot tall aliens with white glowing eyes stepped out, carrying something on a stretcher. One of the aliens put it's hand above the thing on the stretcher, a white light shot out of the creature's hand, engulfing the stretcher. A moment later, Zim sat up- alive, as though nothing had happened to him.
"What- what's going on?!" he saw the little aliens and screamed.
"Why are you here?! This is my Invasion! MINE! Not yours!" he saw Dib and sighed.
"Dib-worm! Tell them that I am the true master of this planet!"
Dib backed away in fear. Zim turned his attention back to the aliens.
"Me! ME, understand?! I conquer planet- you find different one!"
One of the little aliens stepped foreword, it spoke in a deep, if not frightening voice.
"Imprison the green one, kill the big-headed boy."
Dib glared.
"My head's not big!" he said. The little aliens rounded on Dib, they all had evil looking spears pointed at him. Another whirring noise sound from the distance. A moment later, a figure on what looked mysteriously like the Goblin Glider from Spider-Man appeared.
"Hey! You can keep the green one, but the big-headed kid is mine." said the figure, Dib knew that voice.
"Abri?!" Dib said, trying not to make any sudden movements. Abri was dressed in green and black armor.
"One and only!" she said, her face was hidden behind a hockey mask, the little aliens bowed.
"Oh fearless leader!" said the one who ordered Dib dead.
"What have we done to deserve your presence?"
Abri pulled out a high-tech blaster.
"Not a damn thing." she said, she killed the aliens on the ground. Dib leapt on to her glider.
"Where'd you get this stuff?!" Dib asked, looking at all the weapons and Abri's armor.
Abri removed her mask.
"My friends at the FBI." she said, shrugging.
Dib sighed.
"Why did you come back?" Dib asked.
Abri landed the glider where some more alien ships were landing.
"I'd never be able to live with the guilt if you died. I feel like I drove you into this, I yelled at you that the job was in your hands. If you died, it would be by the hands of these white-eyed freaks. Yet- in a way, you would have died at mine."
Dib looked amazed.
"You're a writer aren't you?" he asked.
Abri nodded.
"I write horror and science fiction. I write to scare people, but- when there is no one left to scare- I get pretty frightened myself." she said. Dib looked as though he didn't understand. Abri went on.
"I can easily get trapped in a world that is my own doing. I think you've had some experience in that." she said smiling. Dib nodded.
"Let's go kick some alien butt!" he said. Abri stopped him.
"Hold it, Tommy-Lee Jones, you need to get suited up." she held up two suits or armor, one red, one black.
"Pick your color." she said. Dib pointed to the red one. Abri handed it to him. He put it on, Abri chuckled.
"You look like Robin from Batman." she said.
Dib glared. He was smiling.
"Yeah, well, you look like the Riddler." he said. Abri let out a low cackle.
"Oh really? Well then, riddle me this, Mothman- if it is fame you seek, yet you don't want to be trapped in the media swarm, you should fight aliens in what form?"
Dib looked confused. He repeated the rhyme in his head. Abri hummed the tune to 'Hero' under her breath. Dib snapped his fingers.
"In disguise! We have to fight the aliens in disguise!" he said.
Abri shook her head.
"Not 'we', you Dib. You deserve to be the hero not me. The last thing I need is to see someone playing me on the sliver screen. You can get your point across." she said, taking off her armor, reveling her black clothes she had on before. Dib stared.
"I-I thought you were helping me." he said. Abri seemed to go into static-as though she were nothing more than a hologram projection.
"I am, I'll help you in anyway I can- take the glider, it's of no use to me anymore." she said, suddenly her image faded from view. Her voice sounded from with in his mind.
"I'll act as your mind, your reflexes. Blank out every thought from your mind, I'll take control, telling you when to shoot, what to use. Nothing will harm you while I'm here." she said.
"Who are you, really?" Dib asked.
Abri's voice laughed.
"The truth will reveal itself in time. The signs will give their real meaning when the moon the is in midnight hour. Soon afterward, the enemy will have weakened power." she said.
Dib sighed. Another riddle. He had no idea what Abri meant, but he knew that he could think about that later, seeing as a huge spaceship hovered near him. Abri's voice spoke again.
"Climb on."
Dib felt as though something was controlling his body, he spoke.
"I can't get on. I'd have to jump off something." he said.
Abri's voice remained calm.
"Hmmm. Care to try some flying, Mothman?" she asked.
Dib shook his head.
"Are you crazy?! I don't want to end up a splat on an alien windshield thank you very much!" he said.
Abri sighed.
"Very well. I'll do it myself." she said, she appeared a moment later still clothed in black. Her fondora hat was under her arm.
"I don't want the fame, you take the credit weather or not I'm killed!" she said.
"Come with me. I need to get to the city, that's where the ships are all heading. But we have to get to Seattle before the ships do. How?" she thought aloud. Dib looked at the glider.
"Does that thing have boosters?" he asked.
Abri nodded.
"Yes. Oh, here, I got this for you. When I asked you if you wanted to trying flying, I meant with these." she said. She held out a pair of what looked like metal wings attached to something that looked similar to Zim's backpod. Dib felt a slight pain as it connected to his armor. He looked back at them.
"Cool. How do they work?" he asked.
Abri was hovering above him on her glider.
"Just kick off from the ground! There is a control panel built into the wrist compartment of your armor, you can go as fast as you need! Try to keep up with me!" she said.
Dib jumped into the air, a moment later, he was gliding He found the wrist -wing-control Abri had talked about and pressed a button that made him catch up with her. The two of them saw that they were getting closer to the large ship. Abri lowered her glider near the top of a building. Unfortunately, she hovered a little too low, the glider tipped foreword, causing Abri to fall off. Dib stopped and landed near the totaled glider. Abri got up, shaking her head.
"Ooooh," she put her hat back on and saw Dib standing there, she stood up.
"What are you doing?! I told you, don't worry about me! I'm fine anyway, just a little scrape on the side of my head. Get back in the air, don't let the smaller ships out of your sight!" she said. They lost sight of the huge ship. Dib took off, he watched Abri step back a few paces, then run at full speed only to jump off the side of the building. Dib cried out in horror.
"NO!"
Suddenly, the large ship rose up into the air, Abri was alive, unconscious but alive, on the windshield of the ship. She shook herself back to the real world. Dib looked at his watch... It was one minute till midnight.
"Abri! It's nearly midnight! What did you mention to me in that riddle?!" Dib shouted. Abri was holding onto the ship for dear life. Abri shouted back at him.
10 seconds..
"It's time I tell you what this is all about! I didn't know! I didn't mean for it to go this far!"
8 seconds.... The ships were glowing with a bluish-white light. Abri looked Dib right in the eye. She looked rather sinister.
"I had no idea that my years of alien experimentation would lead to this! I managed to create a highly sophisticated alien race! They were perfect! But soon- they went out my control! They developed minds of their own, disregarding my orders! Now they- I- have killed an innocent family. I didn't know they knew what the crop circle meant! I knew what it meant the moment I made it!"
2 seconds... Dib was disturbed at the idea that his fellow colleauge- no, his friend, would do such a thing.
"You did this?!" he screamed.
Abri smiled. Suddenly, she stood on the ship's nose- and let herself drop.
Dib watched it all. He landed on the ground where Abri was lying, the alien crafts no longer had the power they needed. The ships disappeared. Suddenly- so did the buildings. One by one the people who formed a circle around Dib and the dead psychopath that the paranormalist had trusted, disappeared. Then the world faded before the ten-year old's very eyes.... He found himself staring into this blank nothing-ness. Even Abri's body had disappeared. Suddenly, he saw something like a window out of the corner of his eye. He walked over to it- and saw his room, was that a way out of this hell hole? He reached foreword, slipping though it easily, he felt as though he were falling, he closed his eyes and waited to end up like Abri... he hit the ground, he felt his body bounce back in a way...
He opened his eyes, he found himself in his bed. He was alive. Dib took a deep breath. He remembered Abri's words:
"I can easily get trapped in a world that is my own doing." he heard himself whisper. He heard Abri's voice in his mind, singing the part of 'Hero' she sang before,
" Now that the world isn't ending
It's love that I'm sending to you
It isn't the love of a hero
And that's why I fear it won't do..."
Dib got out of bed and looked out the window. He stared in fear at what he saw in his front lawn....
...A crop circle... Dib shook his head, not daring to believe it. He turned on his radio, there were news casts that crop circles had been appearing all over the world. Hours with in eachother... Dib took a deep breath again, forcing himself to realize the truth... He uttered the words quietly in hopes that no one would hear him...
"It's like War of the Worlds..."
A/N: I pulled an M. Night Shyalaman at the end! I'm done! Done! Ha-ha! Yes, that was me in my evil-genus-mode! I died in my own story-wow... Oh well, I needed someone to be the villain and it might as well be me! I'm not sure but I think I actually met M. Night Shyalaman once... I saw him last night on TV and thought, 'hey that guy looks really farmiler!' That was before I realized who he really was!
Ch. 5: Signs
A/N: Freaky plot twists a-bound in this chapter! The freaky little white eyed aliens make a comeback as well as someone else. One funny thing I noticed while watching the Sci-Fi channel endlessly, for those who like Mystery Science Theater 3000 and have read 'War of The Worlds', in MST3K, the evil scientist is named Dr. Clayton Forrester, the same name of the dude in War of The Worlds. God, that was pointless, funny, yet pointless.
Abri sighed. The cell phone rang a moment later, Arwin told her that she was the one who could stop the aliens from destroying the planet.
"Sometimes I wish I was like everyone else. Instead of a Scully-look -alike, instead of- what I am now."
Dib 'phft' quietly.
"You want to be petty and dishonest?" he asked.
Abri turned around angrily.
"I already am! I wasn't meant to tackle an invading alien swarm! That's your dream, not mine!" she said.
The cell phone rang again. Dib answered it.
"Hello, Arwin? Yeah, we're at the house- or what's left of it. You want to talk to Abri, okay..." he handed the phone to the self-loathing teen.
"Here."
Abri spoke in a rather snappish tone.
"What now Arwin?" she asked. Her eyes widened. Dib could hear Arwin's voice over the line.
"I need you to grab the heaviest artillery you can, we've already called in the air force, but we need someone who knows more than anyone about alien crafts and invasions. Please, will you do-" he was cut off by Abri's angry words.
"No, I will not! I've had enough of this! I should have given this up years ago! I wasn't meant to be the hero. Have Dib do it! I don't want the fame. The world doesn't matter anymore." she said venomously. Arwin spoke up.
"All I ask is that you try-" he started.
Abri spoke slowly and coldly so that neither Dib nor Arwin would forget what she said.
"I gave up trying years ago." she said. Arwin sounded angry.
"You always were cold-hearted. I thought there was some good in you-"
Abri laughed darkly.
"Well, you thought wrong, didn't you? You can beg me all you want, my answer is no! I'm going home where I can live my last moments in peace."
Dib took the phone out of her hands and turned it off.
"The only peace you'll have is by yourself." Dib said.
"I'm used to being alone! When you have no friends that's what you are! Don't tell me you've never experienced true loneliness, Dib Membrane! You know how much it hurts, don't you? Don't try to hide it! You've thought about giving up, but I succeeded! You can go get yourself killed for a lost cause, I'm going home!" Abri said.
Dib shook his head as Abri walked the other way.
"You're just waiting for the bombs to fall." he said.
Abri stopped and spoke again.
"Like I said before, if it really is the end of the world- I'm screwed, aren't I? But now, I'm not the only one- it's the whole friggin' planet!"
Dib could see in her eyes what years of taunts and jeers and harassment had led to. This final moment when she believed that nothing was worth fighting for. Dib looked back into his own mind- he'd suffered too, he'd thought about giving up, but he didn't. He fought his way to be heard, yet his cries fell on deaf ears... Until Abri, but now here she was, a broken, self-loathing young woman with dreams that had been shattered by a loss of nerve and faith. Dib glared coldly at Abri's retreating back.
"Fine, flush your life down the toilet!" he said.
"I do hope that you may have a change of heart... But I guess you can't change a heart made of stone, can you?" he said.
Abri continued to walk the other way. The mark on her hand changing every few seconds. If there was such a thing as hell on earth, she thought, it would have to be in the human mind. She looked up at the sky when she heard a sound as though planes were soaring overhead. She made a 'tsk'-ing noise when she saw that it was more V-shaped crafts flying to where ever they saw another crop circle. She knew that Dib couldn't tackle those things by himself. She thought about turning back, but shook herself mentally.
"If you go back that would only shed more innocent blood." she whispered to herself. A little voice in the back of her mind spoke up.
"Doesn't Dib count?" it asked.
Abri groaned.
"I thought I got rid of you!" she snarled.
"The only thing you lose by smacking your head against the wall is brain cells, not your conscience.
Abri cursed under her breath.
"Damn!" she muttered.
"The last thing I need is sympathy from my own mind." she said.
The voice chuckled.
"I'm sure Freud is rolling over in his grave." it said.
"I hate you." Abri muttered.
"The feeling's mutual."
****
Dib fast-walked down the road. He knew he had to do something- but what? He had no idea what he'd do if aliens really invaded, he thought it wouldn't be in his lifetime. He tried to remember what happened in 'Close Encounter of the Third Kind'. He saw that years ago, and he couldn't remember. The only thing he could remember was the cool five-noted song that the ship played. He read 'War of the Worlds' but he couldn't remember anything from that either. It didn't matter, seeing as alien v-shaped ships were hovering near the ground. Dib watched as three two foot tall aliens with white glowing eyes stepped out, carrying something on a stretcher. One of the aliens put it's hand above the thing on the stretcher, a white light shot out of the creature's hand, engulfing the stretcher. A moment later, Zim sat up- alive, as though nothing had happened to him.
"What- what's going on?!" he saw the little aliens and screamed.
"Why are you here?! This is my Invasion! MINE! Not yours!" he saw Dib and sighed.
"Dib-worm! Tell them that I am the true master of this planet!"
Dib backed away in fear. Zim turned his attention back to the aliens.
"Me! ME, understand?! I conquer planet- you find different one!"
One of the little aliens stepped foreword, it spoke in a deep, if not frightening voice.
"Imprison the green one, kill the big-headed boy."
Dib glared.
"My head's not big!" he said. The little aliens rounded on Dib, they all had evil looking spears pointed at him. Another whirring noise sound from the distance. A moment later, a figure on what looked mysteriously like the Goblin Glider from Spider-Man appeared.
"Hey! You can keep the green one, but the big-headed kid is mine." said the figure, Dib knew that voice.
"Abri?!" Dib said, trying not to make any sudden movements. Abri was dressed in green and black armor.
"One and only!" she said, her face was hidden behind a hockey mask, the little aliens bowed.
"Oh fearless leader!" said the one who ordered Dib dead.
"What have we done to deserve your presence?"
Abri pulled out a high-tech blaster.
"Not a damn thing." she said, she killed the aliens on the ground. Dib leapt on to her glider.
"Where'd you get this stuff?!" Dib asked, looking at all the weapons and Abri's armor.
Abri removed her mask.
"My friends at the FBI." she said, shrugging.
Dib sighed.
"Why did you come back?" Dib asked.
Abri landed the glider where some more alien ships were landing.
"I'd never be able to live with the guilt if you died. I feel like I drove you into this, I yelled at you that the job was in your hands. If you died, it would be by the hands of these white-eyed freaks. Yet- in a way, you would have died at mine."
Dib looked amazed.
"You're a writer aren't you?" he asked.
Abri nodded.
"I write horror and science fiction. I write to scare people, but- when there is no one left to scare- I get pretty frightened myself." she said. Dib looked as though he didn't understand. Abri went on.
"I can easily get trapped in a world that is my own doing. I think you've had some experience in that." she said smiling. Dib nodded.
"Let's go kick some alien butt!" he said. Abri stopped him.
"Hold it, Tommy-Lee Jones, you need to get suited up." she held up two suits or armor, one red, one black.
"Pick your color." she said. Dib pointed to the red one. Abri handed it to him. He put it on, Abri chuckled.
"You look like Robin from Batman." she said.
Dib glared. He was smiling.
"Yeah, well, you look like the Riddler." he said. Abri let out a low cackle.
"Oh really? Well then, riddle me this, Mothman- if it is fame you seek, yet you don't want to be trapped in the media swarm, you should fight aliens in what form?"
Dib looked confused. He repeated the rhyme in his head. Abri hummed the tune to 'Hero' under her breath. Dib snapped his fingers.
"In disguise! We have to fight the aliens in disguise!" he said.
Abri shook her head.
"Not 'we', you Dib. You deserve to be the hero not me. The last thing I need is to see someone playing me on the sliver screen. You can get your point across." she said, taking off her armor, reveling her black clothes she had on before. Dib stared.
"I-I thought you were helping me." he said. Abri seemed to go into static-as though she were nothing more than a hologram projection.
"I am, I'll help you in anyway I can- take the glider, it's of no use to me anymore." she said, suddenly her image faded from view. Her voice sounded from with in his mind.
"I'll act as your mind, your reflexes. Blank out every thought from your mind, I'll take control, telling you when to shoot, what to use. Nothing will harm you while I'm here." she said.
"Who are you, really?" Dib asked.
Abri's voice laughed.
"The truth will reveal itself in time. The signs will give their real meaning when the moon the is in midnight hour. Soon afterward, the enemy will have weakened power." she said.
Dib sighed. Another riddle. He had no idea what Abri meant, but he knew that he could think about that later, seeing as a huge spaceship hovered near him. Abri's voice spoke again.
"Climb on."
Dib felt as though something was controlling his body, he spoke.
"I can't get on. I'd have to jump off something." he said.
Abri's voice remained calm.
"Hmmm. Care to try some flying, Mothman?" she asked.
Dib shook his head.
"Are you crazy?! I don't want to end up a splat on an alien windshield thank you very much!" he said.
Abri sighed.
"Very well. I'll do it myself." she said, she appeared a moment later still clothed in black. Her fondora hat was under her arm.
"I don't want the fame, you take the credit weather or not I'm killed!" she said.
"Come with me. I need to get to the city, that's where the ships are all heading. But we have to get to Seattle before the ships do. How?" she thought aloud. Dib looked at the glider.
"Does that thing have boosters?" he asked.
Abri nodded.
"Yes. Oh, here, I got this for you. When I asked you if you wanted to trying flying, I meant with these." she said. She held out a pair of what looked like metal wings attached to something that looked similar to Zim's backpod. Dib felt a slight pain as it connected to his armor. He looked back at them.
"Cool. How do they work?" he asked.
Abri was hovering above him on her glider.
"Just kick off from the ground! There is a control panel built into the wrist compartment of your armor, you can go as fast as you need! Try to keep up with me!" she said.
Dib jumped into the air, a moment later, he was gliding He found the wrist -wing-control Abri had talked about and pressed a button that made him catch up with her. The two of them saw that they were getting closer to the large ship. Abri lowered her glider near the top of a building. Unfortunately, she hovered a little too low, the glider tipped foreword, causing Abri to fall off. Dib stopped and landed near the totaled glider. Abri got up, shaking her head.
"Ooooh," she put her hat back on and saw Dib standing there, she stood up.
"What are you doing?! I told you, don't worry about me! I'm fine anyway, just a little scrape on the side of my head. Get back in the air, don't let the smaller ships out of your sight!" she said. They lost sight of the huge ship. Dib took off, he watched Abri step back a few paces, then run at full speed only to jump off the side of the building. Dib cried out in horror.
"NO!"
Suddenly, the large ship rose up into the air, Abri was alive, unconscious but alive, on the windshield of the ship. She shook herself back to the real world. Dib looked at his watch... It was one minute till midnight.
"Abri! It's nearly midnight! What did you mention to me in that riddle?!" Dib shouted. Abri was holding onto the ship for dear life. Abri shouted back at him.
10 seconds..
"It's time I tell you what this is all about! I didn't know! I didn't mean for it to go this far!"
8 seconds.... The ships were glowing with a bluish-white light. Abri looked Dib right in the eye. She looked rather sinister.
"I had no idea that my years of alien experimentation would lead to this! I managed to create a highly sophisticated alien race! They were perfect! But soon- they went out my control! They developed minds of their own, disregarding my orders! Now they- I- have killed an innocent family. I didn't know they knew what the crop circle meant! I knew what it meant the moment I made it!"
2 seconds... Dib was disturbed at the idea that his fellow colleauge- no, his friend, would do such a thing.
"You did this?!" he screamed.
Abri smiled. Suddenly, she stood on the ship's nose- and let herself drop.
Dib watched it all. He landed on the ground where Abri was lying, the alien crafts no longer had the power they needed. The ships disappeared. Suddenly- so did the buildings. One by one the people who formed a circle around Dib and the dead psychopath that the paranormalist had trusted, disappeared. Then the world faded before the ten-year old's very eyes.... He found himself staring into this blank nothing-ness. Even Abri's body had disappeared. Suddenly, he saw something like a window out of the corner of his eye. He walked over to it- and saw his room, was that a way out of this hell hole? He reached foreword, slipping though it easily, he felt as though he were falling, he closed his eyes and waited to end up like Abri... he hit the ground, he felt his body bounce back in a way...
He opened his eyes, he found himself in his bed. He was alive. Dib took a deep breath. He remembered Abri's words:
"I can easily get trapped in a world that is my own doing." he heard himself whisper. He heard Abri's voice in his mind, singing the part of 'Hero' she sang before,
" Now that the world isn't ending
It's love that I'm sending to you
It isn't the love of a hero
And that's why I fear it won't do..."
Dib got out of bed and looked out the window. He stared in fear at what he saw in his front lawn....
...A crop circle... Dib shook his head, not daring to believe it. He turned on his radio, there were news casts that crop circles had been appearing all over the world. Hours with in eachother... Dib took a deep breath again, forcing himself to realize the truth... He uttered the words quietly in hopes that no one would hear him...
"It's like War of the Worlds..."
A/N: I pulled an M. Night Shyalaman at the end! I'm done! Done! Ha-ha! Yes, that was me in my evil-genus-mode! I died in my own story-wow... Oh well, I needed someone to be the villain and it might as well be me! I'm not sure but I think I actually met M. Night Shyalaman once... I saw him last night on TV and thought, 'hey that guy looks really farmiler!' That was before I realized who he really was!
