A/N: Shaymalan owns Signs, but I wish I did!

My eyes were glued to the humans' window. I was just sitting there, waiting. That was all I could do right now, was wait. Wait for the humans to come out…so we could strike.

I heard no more thoughts, so I figured that they were still in their basement, hiding there or something.

Suddenly, out of the silence of the night, I could hear a human's thoughts…the young adult again. "I think they're gone…" he thought. "It might be safe now…"

I grinned, hoping this was what all the other humans were thinking, too. If they were, we would have no problem destroying them. Orion and I were now completely silent now. Maybe we could fool the humans, and they would think we had left.

I heard footsteps, and wondered if the humans were going to come back upstairs. Had we fooled them?

Sure enough, up came the two adults and two children. The young male was being carried by one of the males, and was still breathing extremely heavily, as he was laid on their couch. The other three looked somewhat scared, and somewhat cautious. They weren't thinking much, or talking at all, just breathing heavily.

Orion was suddenly wide awake once again, as soon as the adults and other child left the sick one alone. He turned to me. Celestino… he started. I'm gonna go and try to get that sick one. Whatever you do, do not follow me, and do not try to fight the humans, OK?

I gulped and nodded, wondering why I couldn't follow Orion. I wanted just as much as him to get the humans, but I knew that if he didn't want me to help him, he must've had a good reason.

Orion smashed through the window, with much more ease than before, and made his way through the room, until he got to the couch. He picked up the human, and held him in one hand, while he began emitting the gas that was poisonous to humans from his other hand. However, the human was showing no signs of weakening. I could hear Orion grumbling about not being able to kill the human, but that was interrupted by the other humans' thoughts.

"OH…NO…MORGAN!" came the thought of the youngest child. The oldest adult, who was wheeling out a human TV set, looked into the set, saw the reflection of Orion holding the child, and gasped. The younger adult was the last human to come in the room, he was talking and carrying what looked as if it was human medicine for the child, which he dropped as soon as he saw Orion.

Orion looked up at the humans, glaring at them with extreme hatred. It seemed as if they were staring at each other forever, but it was only for a few seconds. Orion didn't even bother with his camouflage, except for a little near the human's sleeve, and that was probably just to show the humans what we had been doing. He knew this was it.

The only things I could hear were the humans' thoughts and talking, and Orion's grumbling…

Why…won't…this…human…die? Orion gasped.

"Morgan! You can't take him! You can't have him!"

Die, you dumb animal…

"We have to save him…"

Why aren't you dying?

"Swing away…that could be it…"

Die, you damn human!

"The bat…Merrill…"

Stupid creature!

"Swing away…what does that mean…"

Why…isn't…this…working?

"Merrill…swing away…"

Come…on! Die already, dammit! Die!

"MORGAN!"

"Swing away…yes!"

Frickin' human…he's still alive!

"SWING AWAY!"

Die!

"The bat…I can stop it…"

YOU DAMN BEAST! DIE!

"This is it…"

CRASH!

At once, the young adult took a stick of wood, and smashed the many glasses of poison that were all around the room. Apparently, Orion hadn't seen them, or else he would've been a lot more careful…or maybe he had seen them, and just didn't care anymore.

Making sure I was camouflaged, I peered over the window ledge and saw the three humans standing, one with a hunk of wood in his hands, the child, laying there, still alive, but breathing hardly, poison all over the place, and Orion's body, laying there with a blank look on his dead face. The humans had killed him.

I took one last look at the humans, and ran back to the jet, not wanting to suffer the same fate as my Clan leader.

***

I was back in the field, panting heavily, and staring at the faint silhouette of the humans' house. It was the first time I realized that the humans had beaten Orion. They had won.

But had they really won? After all, we managed to kill many members of their species…but they had killed just as many of ours, too.

I hopped into the ship, and turned on the Video-Phone, hoping that my call to the Master would get through. The screen blinked, and at once, the Master's shadow appeared on the screen. They got Orion. I said.

They what? came the Master's low hiss.

The humans killed him. A young adult took a piece of wood, and knocked the Chemical into Orion. He's dead.

The Master sighed. He's probably the millionth casualty. The humans suddenly figured out how to use the Chemical, and it was all downhill from there… The Master paused. Just get back to your ship, Celestino. he said quietly, and the screen became blank once again.

As I flew into the night sky, I remembered what Orion had said our first night on Earth:…If I die while we're battling the humans, I'll die a proud veteran of the Intergalactic Warrior Force…. And he did.

I piloted the jet up to the larger ship, watching Earth and its inhabitants, much like I did the first night I arrived at Earth. However, now, the worry and panic was replaced by happiness and relief. But I knew, right then, that the humans would pay…that we would come again…and get revenge on every single one of them.

~*~THE END~*~

A/N: Let me know what u think of the story because I might do a sequel or prequel to this if I get 30 GOOD reviews (No Flames please!) ^_^