ALIEN'S ANGEL by A Vulcan called Ka'Lyn
Disclaimer: I don't own Signs, or the characters from the movie. Duh.
Author's Note: Any ideas? I'm stuck. Maybe Rebecca will find a way out of this mess in a dream or something that I have that will give me inspiration. Nah. Just kidding.
Quick Overview: Rebecca, a prisoner aboard the alien spacecraft, must figure out how to get back to the control center to literally crash the alien ship. But an old friend will actually help her this time!
Chapter Eight
In the small white room, Rebecca paced across the tiled ground, counting the small squares, one by one. It was the best thing she could do in the boredom! Slowly but surely, she came to the corner and wall that was opposite to the one she started at. "One thousand, four hundred, twenty-six tiles," she said softly to herself. "What a bore. What a bore!" she exclaimed, stomping one foot against the tiled floor. With an exasperated sigh, she leaned against the white wall and fought back a yawn.
A little while later, she could be found skipping along the perimeter of the room, chanting happily as she stepped on the cracks between the tiles, "Step on a crack and break Aasim's back!" She continued that function for over an hour. Eventually, she got tired of bouncing around and finally sat herself down with her back against the wall. She leaned her head against the cold wall and slowly drifted into a labored sleep.
Time passed as the girl slept and several times the doors were opened, giving her the greatest chance to escape. Only if she were awake. Aasim entered the room silently and peered down at Rebecca, watching her sleep restlessly. He shook his head and knelt down next to her, lifting her into his arms gently so to not awaken her. He rose up calmly, the young girl cradled in his arms, and he exited the room promptly, giving the guards a nod as he passed them.
Walking briskly, but making sure his actions weren't suspicious, Aasim made his way down the normally white hallways, which were now dimmed and grey. The corridors were nearly abandoned, for it was time for sleep and rest in the alien spacecraft. But Aasim was wide-awake and eager to work. And Rebecca had a part to play in this work. After passing many doors and passageways, he came to his destination. Opening the doors, he paced in, depositing the girl in a far corner so she could rest until he needed her assistance.
Standing next to the control panel at the helm in the control room, his claw-like hands punching in a new set of coordinates. He was setting a new course! The faint beep from the controls roused Rebecca, however, and she stared, wide-eyed, around at the new room she was in, although it was recognizable. Blinking away sleep, she heaved herself up to her feet and gazed over at Aasim. "What are you doing??" she gasped, half filled with shock, the other half filled with amazement.
"Putting an end to the annihilation of Earth," the alien replied bluntly.
She stared at him for a moment, baffled, gaping at him. Was this the same Aasim that wanted to destroy Earth a few hours ago? Most likely not! She swallowed down confusion and wandered over to his side, watching over his shoulder as he punched in another command. "Why?" she finally asked, eyebrows knit together in wonder.
Aasim turned his head in her direction and gave her a small but earnest smile. "I had a long discussion with myself, you could say. But I realized that every breathing creature has a right to live where it was meant to live. And the human's place is to live on Earth," he explained proudly. Rebecca blinked owlishly and raised an eyebrow, her head cocked to one side. "I'll explain in more detail later."
Rebecca nodded and moved to the side as Aasim brushed by her. He went to the doors and opened a panel that contained the security controls. He set to work overwriting the current settings by replacing the lock password with a new one so no one could enter. Once when the doors were secured, Aasim busied himself at the helm, where he would make sure the spaceship would fly smoothly. Rebecca stood next to him, watching the panel light up with a button was pushed.
The young girl glanced up and she watched through the viewports, where she saw small specks of light go by as the ship traveled with speed. She immediately recognized the large red and cream planet with the storm belt and felt a rush of excitement. She was going home! Wavering slightly from the excitement, she had to grab onto Aasim's arm to keep herself steady. Rebecca beamed at the viewports, watching as they passed through the asteroid belt, where Aasim had to take the controls and dodge the asteroids that flew at them.
Soon enough, the blue and green planet came up of the viewports in the distance. Rebecca's smile slowly faded and she looked over at Aasim with confusion. "You're going to crash this ship with us in it?" Aasim nodded but remained silent. "That's suicide! How can you.?" she whispered, hesitantly, although Aasim remained wordless and quiet. She took a reluctant breath and returned to the same corner she was in earlier, curling up to sleep. Aasim glanced over at her and smiled to himself peacefully as she fell into a deep sleep.
Rebecca was awakened rudely by the ship's shaking with terrible tremors. She was bashed about as she stumbled to her feet, only to find herself on the floor again. She heard screams from outside the doors, banging, alarms, and movement. All the noises filled her ears and overwhelmed her. She could hear the hull of the ship creaking in pain. The young girl was buffeted by a piece of equipment that had come loose in the commotion. "What's going on?!" she hollered over the sirens at Aasim.
He gave her a look and shouted, "We've entered Earth's atmosphere!"
"Oh God," she muttered, clutching her stomach with both hands as she rose unsteadily to her feet, pushing aside the item that had knocked her over. "I never liked rollercoasters." she whispered. To make everything worse, though, the lights began to flicker and eventually went out altogether. Rebecca let out an exasperated groan and gripped onto whatever was closest - a panel protruding from the wall. She held on for dear life as she was rocked back and forth on the wild ride. "How much longer?" she cried as she was rocked to one side.
Aasim stood nearby, claws clinging to the helm's control panel. He looked at the panel and replied, "Twelve minutes and twenty-three seconds, and counting." Rebecca hid a gulp as she lost her grip and was literally thrown across the room with a small shriek. She landed against the helm's control panel with a thud and a groan and slid down to the floor limply next to Aasim. She recovered quickly, but painfully and had to support herself by leaning against Aasim's side.
Rebecca took a shaky breath and regained her composure as much as possible. She watched silently as Aasim maintained a set course at the helm. Then, finding enough courage that she could gather, she turned to Aasim and said softly, "I never expected anything like this to happen." She paused at the glance he gave her and she looked down sheepishly before continuing. "You've been like a brother to me since day one, right? Teaching me how to survive and all, I mean." her voice trailed off once more as she realized that Aasim appeared to not be listening. But he waved at her, indicating for her to continue. "What I'm trying to say is.well, you're my best friend and I love you," she spat quickly, blushing slightly at her confession.
Aasim turned his piercing black eyes towards her and smirked, making her feel even more embarrassed. "So, now you're telling me this?" he asked with a smug smirk. "Great timing, I'll say!" Rebecca adopted a face of mock anger and struck his arm with a swipe of her hand. He chuckled and averted his attention back to the controls. Rebecca chewed on her bottom lip for a moment and fought back a smile. Raising her hand again, she hit him hard on the arm. "HEY!!" he exclaimed, eyes wide, glaring down at her. "What was that for?!"
It was Rebecca's turn to laugh. "You're supposed to say something nice, you know, not something rude," she hissed, matching his smirk. "I was saying something kind and I expect a kind answer, thank you." Aasim gave her a venomous look and she laughed softly, elbowing him in the side. "Come on, say something nice for once. Before we die, got that?" she urged.
Aasim rolled his eyes dramatically and waved her off, trying to concentrate, but when Rebecca persisted, he looked down, lips pursed, thinking of something nice to say. "Uh." Rebecca raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms, waiting impatiently. "Well."
"Come on, we only have six minutes left."
"I reserve that last five minutes for me to think," he shot back, causing her to sigh. However, after a long minute or so, Aasim said, "Okay, how about this: You taught me how to appreciate other species and their customs, which led me to decide against destroying Earth. How's that, miss- smarty-pants?" She put her hands akimbo, shaking her head in disgust. "Fine! I give."
"Just say that you like me," she said with an evil grin. "After all you've put me through, I want to know if you even care."
"'Course I care! Why do you think I'd be risking my own life right now?!" Rebecca giggled and Aasim glared at her, realizing what she had made him admit. "Fine, fine. I like you. A lot, in fact." She gave him a triumphant smile and he rolled his eyes sarcastically.
"Good enough for me!" she exclaimed.
"Okay, well, if you don't mind, let me steer this thing to its death, please," Aasim snapped. Rebecca nodded and smiled, waiting patiently for the crash to come, although they had two minutes left.
However, Rebecca's mind flooded with ideas, a possible alternate course they could take that would twist their original plan to kill both of them. Her eyes widened and she grabbed onto Aasim's wrist tightly, then closed her eyes and focused. Home, she thought. Take us home!
There was a bright, blinding light that engulfed the room. Then, it slowly faded, leaving nothing living in the room. It had worked! Rebecca and Aasim were safe and sound somewhere else while the ship was destined to crash. The time ticked by.
Five.
Four.
Three.
Two.
One.
ZERO!
The aircraft made impact with the liquid waves of the Atlantic Ocean, causing waves to spread in every direction. But no one saw the event, for it was at night, not even the watchmen at their posts. The alien spacecraft sunk down slowly, never to be seen again.
Disclaimer: I don't own Signs, or the characters from the movie. Duh.
Author's Note: Any ideas? I'm stuck. Maybe Rebecca will find a way out of this mess in a dream or something that I have that will give me inspiration. Nah. Just kidding.
Quick Overview: Rebecca, a prisoner aboard the alien spacecraft, must figure out how to get back to the control center to literally crash the alien ship. But an old friend will actually help her this time!
Chapter Eight
In the small white room, Rebecca paced across the tiled ground, counting the small squares, one by one. It was the best thing she could do in the boredom! Slowly but surely, she came to the corner and wall that was opposite to the one she started at. "One thousand, four hundred, twenty-six tiles," she said softly to herself. "What a bore. What a bore!" she exclaimed, stomping one foot against the tiled floor. With an exasperated sigh, she leaned against the white wall and fought back a yawn.
A little while later, she could be found skipping along the perimeter of the room, chanting happily as she stepped on the cracks between the tiles, "Step on a crack and break Aasim's back!" She continued that function for over an hour. Eventually, she got tired of bouncing around and finally sat herself down with her back against the wall. She leaned her head against the cold wall and slowly drifted into a labored sleep.
Time passed as the girl slept and several times the doors were opened, giving her the greatest chance to escape. Only if she were awake. Aasim entered the room silently and peered down at Rebecca, watching her sleep restlessly. He shook his head and knelt down next to her, lifting her into his arms gently so to not awaken her. He rose up calmly, the young girl cradled in his arms, and he exited the room promptly, giving the guards a nod as he passed them.
Walking briskly, but making sure his actions weren't suspicious, Aasim made his way down the normally white hallways, which were now dimmed and grey. The corridors were nearly abandoned, for it was time for sleep and rest in the alien spacecraft. But Aasim was wide-awake and eager to work. And Rebecca had a part to play in this work. After passing many doors and passageways, he came to his destination. Opening the doors, he paced in, depositing the girl in a far corner so she could rest until he needed her assistance.
Standing next to the control panel at the helm in the control room, his claw-like hands punching in a new set of coordinates. He was setting a new course! The faint beep from the controls roused Rebecca, however, and she stared, wide-eyed, around at the new room she was in, although it was recognizable. Blinking away sleep, she heaved herself up to her feet and gazed over at Aasim. "What are you doing??" she gasped, half filled with shock, the other half filled with amazement.
"Putting an end to the annihilation of Earth," the alien replied bluntly.
She stared at him for a moment, baffled, gaping at him. Was this the same Aasim that wanted to destroy Earth a few hours ago? Most likely not! She swallowed down confusion and wandered over to his side, watching over his shoulder as he punched in another command. "Why?" she finally asked, eyebrows knit together in wonder.
Aasim turned his head in her direction and gave her a small but earnest smile. "I had a long discussion with myself, you could say. But I realized that every breathing creature has a right to live where it was meant to live. And the human's place is to live on Earth," he explained proudly. Rebecca blinked owlishly and raised an eyebrow, her head cocked to one side. "I'll explain in more detail later."
Rebecca nodded and moved to the side as Aasim brushed by her. He went to the doors and opened a panel that contained the security controls. He set to work overwriting the current settings by replacing the lock password with a new one so no one could enter. Once when the doors were secured, Aasim busied himself at the helm, where he would make sure the spaceship would fly smoothly. Rebecca stood next to him, watching the panel light up with a button was pushed.
The young girl glanced up and she watched through the viewports, where she saw small specks of light go by as the ship traveled with speed. She immediately recognized the large red and cream planet with the storm belt and felt a rush of excitement. She was going home! Wavering slightly from the excitement, she had to grab onto Aasim's arm to keep herself steady. Rebecca beamed at the viewports, watching as they passed through the asteroid belt, where Aasim had to take the controls and dodge the asteroids that flew at them.
Soon enough, the blue and green planet came up of the viewports in the distance. Rebecca's smile slowly faded and she looked over at Aasim with confusion. "You're going to crash this ship with us in it?" Aasim nodded but remained silent. "That's suicide! How can you.?" she whispered, hesitantly, although Aasim remained wordless and quiet. She took a reluctant breath and returned to the same corner she was in earlier, curling up to sleep. Aasim glanced over at her and smiled to himself peacefully as she fell into a deep sleep.
Rebecca was awakened rudely by the ship's shaking with terrible tremors. She was bashed about as she stumbled to her feet, only to find herself on the floor again. She heard screams from outside the doors, banging, alarms, and movement. All the noises filled her ears and overwhelmed her. She could hear the hull of the ship creaking in pain. The young girl was buffeted by a piece of equipment that had come loose in the commotion. "What's going on?!" she hollered over the sirens at Aasim.
He gave her a look and shouted, "We've entered Earth's atmosphere!"
"Oh God," she muttered, clutching her stomach with both hands as she rose unsteadily to her feet, pushing aside the item that had knocked her over. "I never liked rollercoasters." she whispered. To make everything worse, though, the lights began to flicker and eventually went out altogether. Rebecca let out an exasperated groan and gripped onto whatever was closest - a panel protruding from the wall. She held on for dear life as she was rocked back and forth on the wild ride. "How much longer?" she cried as she was rocked to one side.
Aasim stood nearby, claws clinging to the helm's control panel. He looked at the panel and replied, "Twelve minutes and twenty-three seconds, and counting." Rebecca hid a gulp as she lost her grip and was literally thrown across the room with a small shriek. She landed against the helm's control panel with a thud and a groan and slid down to the floor limply next to Aasim. She recovered quickly, but painfully and had to support herself by leaning against Aasim's side.
Rebecca took a shaky breath and regained her composure as much as possible. She watched silently as Aasim maintained a set course at the helm. Then, finding enough courage that she could gather, she turned to Aasim and said softly, "I never expected anything like this to happen." She paused at the glance he gave her and she looked down sheepishly before continuing. "You've been like a brother to me since day one, right? Teaching me how to survive and all, I mean." her voice trailed off once more as she realized that Aasim appeared to not be listening. But he waved at her, indicating for her to continue. "What I'm trying to say is.well, you're my best friend and I love you," she spat quickly, blushing slightly at her confession.
Aasim turned his piercing black eyes towards her and smirked, making her feel even more embarrassed. "So, now you're telling me this?" he asked with a smug smirk. "Great timing, I'll say!" Rebecca adopted a face of mock anger and struck his arm with a swipe of her hand. He chuckled and averted his attention back to the controls. Rebecca chewed on her bottom lip for a moment and fought back a smile. Raising her hand again, she hit him hard on the arm. "HEY!!" he exclaimed, eyes wide, glaring down at her. "What was that for?!"
It was Rebecca's turn to laugh. "You're supposed to say something nice, you know, not something rude," she hissed, matching his smirk. "I was saying something kind and I expect a kind answer, thank you." Aasim gave her a venomous look and she laughed softly, elbowing him in the side. "Come on, say something nice for once. Before we die, got that?" she urged.
Aasim rolled his eyes dramatically and waved her off, trying to concentrate, but when Rebecca persisted, he looked down, lips pursed, thinking of something nice to say. "Uh." Rebecca raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms, waiting impatiently. "Well."
"Come on, we only have six minutes left."
"I reserve that last five minutes for me to think," he shot back, causing her to sigh. However, after a long minute or so, Aasim said, "Okay, how about this: You taught me how to appreciate other species and their customs, which led me to decide against destroying Earth. How's that, miss- smarty-pants?" She put her hands akimbo, shaking her head in disgust. "Fine! I give."
"Just say that you like me," she said with an evil grin. "After all you've put me through, I want to know if you even care."
"'Course I care! Why do you think I'd be risking my own life right now?!" Rebecca giggled and Aasim glared at her, realizing what she had made him admit. "Fine, fine. I like you. A lot, in fact." She gave him a triumphant smile and he rolled his eyes sarcastically.
"Good enough for me!" she exclaimed.
"Okay, well, if you don't mind, let me steer this thing to its death, please," Aasim snapped. Rebecca nodded and smiled, waiting patiently for the crash to come, although they had two minutes left.
However, Rebecca's mind flooded with ideas, a possible alternate course they could take that would twist their original plan to kill both of them. Her eyes widened and she grabbed onto Aasim's wrist tightly, then closed her eyes and focused. Home, she thought. Take us home!
There was a bright, blinding light that engulfed the room. Then, it slowly faded, leaving nothing living in the room. It had worked! Rebecca and Aasim were safe and sound somewhere else while the ship was destined to crash. The time ticked by.
Five.
Four.
Three.
Two.
One.
ZERO!
The aircraft made impact with the liquid waves of the Atlantic Ocean, causing waves to spread in every direction. But no one saw the event, for it was at night, not even the watchmen at their posts. The alien spacecraft sunk down slowly, never to be seen again.