Here's the new chapter. In it a lot of things will happen that you wouldn't think could happen. But hey, it's a fanfic, it's allowed. I'm proud to see that this story has made some people's favorite stories list! Makes me a very happy person. Enjoy!

The glass of the living window shattered, sending a terrifying echo throughout the apartments. The thumps outside the bedroom door could only be the sound of bodies entering their humble abode. The five of them stood still, staring at the door, hoping and praying whatever was on the other side of the door would simply go away. The movement of the doorknob made it clear that they weren't going anywhere.

Someone was trying to open the door. But the unbelievably heavy dresser kept anyone, or anything, new from entering the bedroom where they were hiding and waiting. Three subtle knocks were heard from the other side, and all five of them stood silently in shock, all gripping their golf clubs tight. Then the knocks started to get louder, harder, and more frequent. After a few seconds it was nothing but a constant pounding. Whatever was knocking on the door certainly knew they were there.

Chandler Bing's eyes flew open. They had only closed a few minutes ago. He quickly sat up on the bed where he was lying, scaring the hell out of his friends. They screamed at the sudden movement, and he screamed at their screaming. When everyone realized what was going on, they all quit yelling, and much to their surprise, the knocks had stopped too. Complete quiet fell over the apartment once again.

Rachel ran over to Chandler, who was breathing heavy, sweat glistening all over his body. "Chandler!" She was in shock. They all thought he had fallen into a coma, and now, a few minutes later, he was awake, looking like he wasn't in any pain. "I thought we had lost you." Chandler looked up at her, confusion painted all over his face.

"What's going on? Who was pounding on the door?" Everyone looked at him wide-eyed. He didn't remember a thing. Rachel raised her eyebrows at him, unsure of what to say. She slowly reached her hands down to the bottom of his shirt, and gently lifted up so that she could look at his wound, and see if the blue had spread or retracted.

"Oh my god." Chandler looked on oblivious to what was happening around him, as Rachel revealed Chandler's wound, or lack there of, to her friends. Everything was gone. The large and deep cut along the side of his body, and the blue tint that had started to consume his skin both had disappeared. Chandler Bing was awake, and in perfect health. The echoes of "Oh my god"-s came from the rest of the group as they looked over his skin, amazed by what they saw.

"What is everyone oh my god-ing about? I know my chest isn't that sexy." Chandler Bing was back, along with sarcasm, humor, and the complete package.

There was no time to explain the situation, or rejoice in the miracle that had just occurred, because the visitors outside their bedroom weren't going to give up too easily. A sharp blade came slashing through the wooden door, causing all of them to jump. The blade started to cut a circle in the wood. It was obvious that whoever was controlling the blade was trying to make an entrance. As soon as Ross realized what was happening he lifted his golf club and began to swing at the blade.

It didn't falter. It kept cutting a large circle in the door, one big enough for any of the creatures they had seen to fit through. They were in trouble, and Ross knew it. "Everybody back against the wall. We'll just have to go after them as they enter." Everyone stood behind Ross, crowded back against the wall opposite the door, hoping for another miracle, when something they never expected happened. The small bedroom window busted into pieces as two pairs of green arms reached in, and grabbed hold of Monica. Everyone reacted quickly, Rachel and Phoebe began hitting the arms with their respective golf clubs, while Joey and Chandler tried prying them off of Monica.

Nothing was helping. While the group was trying to help Monica, Ross was busy beating on the blade that had almost completed its circle. Monica screamed as she felt a strong tug on her body. The figure pulled her out of the broken window, carrying her in its arms. Joey lunged after her, but he couldn't reach. The alien was somehow hanging on to the edge of the building, just out of Joey's grasp, staring back at him, when suddenly, Joey noticed the scar on it's arm.

It was the same alien he had stabbed in Chandler and Rachel's apartment earlier that night. And it wanted revenge.

Joey knew by the look on its face that it recognized him. He tried thinking fast, but he wasn't fast enough. The alien looked him dead in the eyes, and then it dropped Monica. Joey screamed as he watched his wife fall from its grip. They were several stories up, and below them was nothing but concrete sidewalk and street. The screams of Joey and Monica meshed together for a few brief moments, until Monica's body hit the street in front of their building, and all was silent.

The site was enough to kill Joey. He stared down at his wife, lying still on the concrete, a pool of blood slowly leaking out from under her body. Ross, who was still fighting off the blade in the door, had no idea his sister had just died. He looked back to his friends, all-staring out the window. "What's going on?" When no one answered, he turned his body and sighed, "Hey! What's going on?"

All four of them slowly turned from the window. Ross wasn't sure what to make of the looks on their faces. Then it hit him, "Where' Monica?"

Before anyone could answer him, the circle had been finished in the door, and several green figures could be seen standing on the other side of it. "Ross!" Chandler yelled while running towards him, attempting to get him out of harm's way. But it was too late; the same blade that had cut the hole in the door was now being swung towards Ross. Chandler dove for his friend, but he wasn't faster than the alien who was attacking him. The blade connected with the front of Ross' neck, and it dug an inch into his skin, before it was retracted back into the hand of the alien it came from.

Ross tried screaming, but his vocal chords were no longer working. The blood poured out from his jugular vein, and his eyes began to roll into the back of his head. Rachel fainted at the sight and Phoebe began to scream. She was watching her husband bleed to death. Before she could make any futile attempts to help him, his body hit the floor.

Joey's arms fell around Phoebe, and he turned her eyes away from the Ross' body. Chandler was on the floor next to Rachel, trying desperately to wake her before more trouble headed their way. Little did he know that trouble was already there.

Chandler stared down at his fiancé, his hands shaking her body. "Rach! Come on babe you have to wake up! More on are on their way." His attention was so fixed on Rachel that he never noticed the green figure standing above him. It wasn't until a sharp blade came crashing down on Rachel's chest that he realized one of the aliens had entered the room. She was in so much shock from Ross that she never felt herself die.

Chandler jumped off his feet and rushed towards the alien. One of its long green legs connected with his chest, sending him backward onto the large bed in the center of the room. Joey had pushed Phoebe against the wall, and he stood in front her, golf club in hand, ready to protect her. The alien that had just kicked Chandler slowly approached him, as did two that had already crawled through the large hole in the door.

Joey swung his golf club at the one that had kicked Chandler, and hit him right between the eyes. It stumbled backward towards the window and shrieked in pain. Before Joey could raise the club to swing again, one of the other two aliens tackled him onto the ground. Phoebe screamed in terror as she saw Joey crumble to the ground under the weight of one of the aliens. She never saw the other one approaching her.

Phoebe's scream went silent as a cold steel blade pushed into the back of her skull. Within a second Phoebe Buffay was on the ground, deceased. Chandler Bing was slowly coming to on the bed. He pushed his body up off the bed and his eyes darted around the room. He had a sharp feeling of doom when he didn't see any of his friends.

He screamed as he saw his best friend Joey pulled off the ground by an alien, and thrown through the same window his wife had been. Chandler cringed as he heard Joey's scream on the way down, and winced even more when he heard the impact. Joey landed exactly two feet from his wife.

Chandler screamed and stood up on the bed. He counted four aliens in the room, and he knew that he wasn't going to make it out alive. They started to close in on him from all directions, and Chandler could think of nothing to do but say a prayer and wait for the end. The four aliens had surrounded him, and simultaneously they all began to stab his body with their sharp metal blades.

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Monica, Ross, Rachel, Phoebe, and Joey all stared at their friend in shock. Only a few minutes ago he had fallen in to what they assumed was a coma. And now, his body was jerking up and down on the bed, as if a million sharp needles from all directions were poking him. Joey looked over at his friend Ross; "He must be having one hell of a dream."

"I'll say." Ross scratched his head as he watched his friend continue to move around on the bed. "I wonder what he's dreaming about." No one had an answer. A second later, his body had stopped moving, and he was lying peacefully on the bed. Ross turned to his friends. "We have to get him to a hospital. It's too risky for him not to be on any life support systems. Waiting here is no longer an option."

Monica sighed, "What are we supposed to do Ross? They're just waiting out there. The second we leave this room they're going to be on us. There's no way we'll make it to a hospital. We're going to have to stay here and take our chances with Chandler." Everyone was silent for a moment. There was a lot of thinking to be done.

"I'm taking him to a hospital." Everyone's eyes went to Rachel. "I don't care if I have to go alone. I won't take any chances with his life. If none of you want to help me, fine. But I'm not going to stay here and wait for my fiance to die." Rachel pushed passed everyone that stood in her way, and walked to the bed where Chandler was resting. His breathing was heavy and sweat poured off his skin. His body was working extra hard to do normal functions.

"I'll help you." Ross stepped forward and rested his golf club over his shoulder. "We have to try. He doesn't have a chance unless we do." Rachel smiled and Ross nodded at her. He wasn't going to watch his best friend die. He would put up a fight.

Joey sighed, "We're all going." His eyes went to Monica and Phoebe, who still hadn't said anything. "We have a much better chance if we stick together. There are tons of abandoned cars down on the road, we're bound to find one that still has the keys in it." Neither Monica or Phoebe objected, neither had the heart to. And it was decided, they were going to make a run for it.

"We should check out the news before we go. Get some last updates before we take off." Monica stated and walked to the TV. She hit the power button and watched the screen flicker to life.

Ground troops have been assembled in Washington, Houston, LA, and New York City. Military leaders have gathered in the Pentagon to plan out America's strategy in this new war. This is the first time battles have been fought on American soil since the Civil War and the statement just released by the President makes mention of that fact.

The group watched on in awe as the image of the president appeared on the screen.

"Every possible step to avoid fighting has been taken, but our opponents show no signs of goodwill or willingness to negotiate. We regrettably have to fight this battle in front of our homes, schools, and places of worship. But it is a battle we will win swiftly, and convincingly. We ask all Americans to stay within the safe confines of their homes and let the men and women in uniform handle this situation. Everything is under control."

Joey sighed and turned away from the TV. "Well, it's gonna be a fun trip."

That's the end of the chapter. Sorry it was so short, but it's late and I'm tired. Next chapter will be up in a few days. And I hope Chandler's dream fooled you all lol. Drop a review!