The sinister deed was nearly complete. Over half of the gyms students were
now slaughtered, and the remainders were in small pockets all around the
school. Open battle was fun, straight up killing spree was nice and all,
but Aliens were at their peak when it came to guerilla warfare.
The confusion made the perfect camouflage; the screams completely masked their body movements as they stalked the halls, pursuing the runners. The girls called out to each other as their mounts went down separate hallways, but their friendly shouts were drowned in the sea of chaos. The individual accounts continue:
Ray: I guess I got lucky. No one I know is in the group we are currently stalking. Its really sad for them, we have a perfect view of them, and they have absolutely no clue how close we are. All of the sudden my Alien stops moving, and turns its head to the side to look at me. I listen closely as it whispers, and it tells me it wants my help. I simply nod, and it quietly lets me off its back. It kneels next to me, and tells me to 'soothe the children', so I'm guessing it wants me to lure them in. I really don't want to be involved, but if I don't do something, it might change its mind and eat me instead. I slowly round the corner, and approach the hysterical sixth graders. I notice that they are wearing clothes from the Limited Too, which can only mean one thing... These are little psychos who think they are all that. I cannot stand sixth graders who are full of themselves. I shouldn't be judgmental, but it really looks like they consider themselves to be popular... Whatever, here goes.
"Hey, are you guys alright?" "Alright?! Did you see the size of those monsters?" said an ugly boy. "Well, come on, we should get out of here." "Who the hell are you anyway? First of all, the doors are sealed, second, why would we trust you?" piped a hyper little girl. "Look, we all just wanna get out in one piece, its not like I'm going to lead you to one of them." Ray lied innocently. It was she or they after all. The followed her suspiciously, but loosened up a little. Too bad for them, when they rounded that corner... They ran smack dab into one of the cute little Aliens, with Ray standing off to one side, shrugging her shoulders.
Cate: I tried to wave to Ray, but she pulled away too quick. It seems like my friends are really getting into this, and I suspect that was the Aliens intention. You know, it's not so bad. People may be dieing all around us, and there may be no hope for the civilized world after this, but I feel like we are doing the right thing. If we didn't help the Aliens, the FBI would capture them, so really we would have been helping the government, who would most likely screw up our lives either way. This is the way it is, this is the way it must be. You know, its really funny, my family is Christian, and did everything in their power to drag me in, but its so sad watching them believe in nothing. God never said anything about Aliens, and yet here they are, a hell of a lot better off then we are, and it doesn't seem like they believe in anything. Did the Romans really do the right thing, by converting all of Europe and beyond, condemning us to this fate? Awfully cruel of them, now that I look back, and awfully cruel for the world when they find out how the Christian government, the bringers of God's justice, failed us all. We put so much trust and money into it, the sacred 'freedom' of the United States, and a lot of good that did us. They have forsaken us, used us, and are now hunting us down, killing innocent children, all for their own perversion.
I'm into the hunt now, its kill or be killed. I have gotten off the creature, and though before I was almost jealous of the girls who could talk, this silence is much better. Who needs words, its intentions are clear, planning or scheming would be such a waste of valuable killing time. No system, no pattern, just cut down whoever is in the way. We came up upon a group of Chinese seventh graders, you know, the kind you find in eight grade math classes, thinking they are so much smarter than the rest of us. Well, it's a damn shame now, all that brilliance down the drain. I'm not complaining. Its getting interesting now, and I've actually started to help. What the hell are they gonna care, they are just about to die anyways, why not help it along? I walk right up to the trembling kids, smiling, looking safe, and then grab one by the elbow and fling him out across the floor, right into the Alien's eager jaws. The kids shrieked, and glared at me in horror, but I just kept coming. I know karma will get me in the end, but is this really wrong? In the bible, it commands that you cannot kill another person, but wouldn't that outlaw survival? What the hell kind of words of wisdom are those! This is why I refuse to live under their ignorance.
Rey: Game on. I haven't had this much fun for a while. I'm running around on my own, my Alien disappeared a ways back, but I know its following close. It needs me to lead, I know it, and it wants my help. Its almost like we are playing a game of hide and seek as we trap group after group of unsuspecting kids. They hide in the halls, the classrooms, so predictable. I found my monster again, and as a herd approaches, it flips me up onto its back, makes sure I'm holding on, and shimmies up the wall onto the ceiling. They pass right underneath, and I'm having a hard time keeping my grip. I'm flexible enough; I decide to take the first move by flipping onto one of the taller boys, crushing him on the ground. His little harem looked about ready to tackle me, when a little gasp from the girl in the back turns everybody around. My Alien speared her, and then just spazzed out on the closer ones. You have to appreciate their emotionless battle technique; it's a beautiful thing to watch. The others tried to push past me, but I tripped them. We make a great team.
Kate: We are the last ones in the gym; I think my ride got hurt. I get off, squishing into the layer of bloody corpses, and reach out for its arm. It looks at me strangely, and I back up, but slip into the mountain of blood. I land next to Cate's boyfriend, and I wonder if she knows. My partner pulls me up, and I can see that it's straining. I think it pulled a shoulder muscle, I know Rachel would know more about it, but I decide that heading for the bathroom for some water to wash up would be the best course. The others can eliminate the remaining kids. I hold its claw, and walk towards the nearest men's room, hell, who's gonna scold me now? As we walk in I see a little group of boys shivering in the corner, and they get really panicked as we go over to the sink. I turn on the cool water, and splash some on my face. I take off my shirt and rinse it out, even though the boys are staring, they are about to die anyways, who cares. I put my damp shirt back on, and wet down my hair, and look over to my Alien friend. It's looking tired, so I splash some water on its shoulder, where I think its hurt, and it makes a happy noise. It comes over to the sink with me, and I continue to throw water onto its hard, shiny skin. The droplets roll down, leaving streaks and rainbows all over it. As I admire its coat, I can feel the boy's eyes on me still, so I walk over to them. "Is there a problem boys?" "N...no, wh..what the heck is that monster...a.and why isn't it attacking y..you?" "Good question little boy, why don't we ask her." Kate said coyly, turning to the beast, which as if understanding, stretched up to its full terror. Kate backed up so that the blood sprays wouldn't get her messy again. They exited the bathroom together, smiling as though nothing had happened.
Calley: I could get used to this. It now comes to my turn, finally a chance to vent these hormones. My body has become so stimulated with all the bloodshed and excitement, I need to let it out, and my partner knows it. I'm still riding, though I spot Ray walking, and I can tell its about to pounce. I hold on tight, and it lunges into the air, landing with a crunch on a defenseless seventh grader. I should have braced tighter, I was knocked off and sent rolling across the floor, but no harm done. I can feel my body snap upright in response, and I get the thought that maybe, just maybe, I'm losing control. My muscles are beginning to act on their own, out of instinct, and I like it. Emotion is gone, and I'm becoming a killing machine, just like them, as I tackle a kid to the ground, breaking his leg. I stand up slowly, surveying the scene. As I scan the hall, one guy catches my attention. Its Kate's neighbor, and he see me. His eyes are a whirlwind of shame, betrayal, and pleading. If he is going to survive, I have to step in, and I know that. The outside doors are locked, the Aliens are closing in, and I'm standing here, fighting my own conscience. I grab his wrist, and jerk him behind me, pushing him to the courtyard door, hoping my beast doesn't see. It's preoccupied, and he slips unnoticed into the courtyard. I spot one of his friends, and for some reason, I pity him too. I motion him to me, but he is too slow. He gets knocked over by another boy, and I am forced to intervene. I scoop him up from under the large kid, and push him to the door, dodging an Alien jump as I do. He makes it out safely, and they hide in the trees. I motion them to a pile of leaves, and it seems like they make it in safely.
Shortly after, as I'm battling alongside the Aliens, I wonder why the hell I saved them. Why should I pity them over the others? I know it was wrong, but a few kids would survive, might as well be them. I stand in the main lobby, as the fight dies down, and cant help but feel I've forgotten something...
The Teachers.
The confusion made the perfect camouflage; the screams completely masked their body movements as they stalked the halls, pursuing the runners. The girls called out to each other as their mounts went down separate hallways, but their friendly shouts were drowned in the sea of chaos. The individual accounts continue:
Ray: I guess I got lucky. No one I know is in the group we are currently stalking. Its really sad for them, we have a perfect view of them, and they have absolutely no clue how close we are. All of the sudden my Alien stops moving, and turns its head to the side to look at me. I listen closely as it whispers, and it tells me it wants my help. I simply nod, and it quietly lets me off its back. It kneels next to me, and tells me to 'soothe the children', so I'm guessing it wants me to lure them in. I really don't want to be involved, but if I don't do something, it might change its mind and eat me instead. I slowly round the corner, and approach the hysterical sixth graders. I notice that they are wearing clothes from the Limited Too, which can only mean one thing... These are little psychos who think they are all that. I cannot stand sixth graders who are full of themselves. I shouldn't be judgmental, but it really looks like they consider themselves to be popular... Whatever, here goes.
"Hey, are you guys alright?" "Alright?! Did you see the size of those monsters?" said an ugly boy. "Well, come on, we should get out of here." "Who the hell are you anyway? First of all, the doors are sealed, second, why would we trust you?" piped a hyper little girl. "Look, we all just wanna get out in one piece, its not like I'm going to lead you to one of them." Ray lied innocently. It was she or they after all. The followed her suspiciously, but loosened up a little. Too bad for them, when they rounded that corner... They ran smack dab into one of the cute little Aliens, with Ray standing off to one side, shrugging her shoulders.
Cate: I tried to wave to Ray, but she pulled away too quick. It seems like my friends are really getting into this, and I suspect that was the Aliens intention. You know, it's not so bad. People may be dieing all around us, and there may be no hope for the civilized world after this, but I feel like we are doing the right thing. If we didn't help the Aliens, the FBI would capture them, so really we would have been helping the government, who would most likely screw up our lives either way. This is the way it is, this is the way it must be. You know, its really funny, my family is Christian, and did everything in their power to drag me in, but its so sad watching them believe in nothing. God never said anything about Aliens, and yet here they are, a hell of a lot better off then we are, and it doesn't seem like they believe in anything. Did the Romans really do the right thing, by converting all of Europe and beyond, condemning us to this fate? Awfully cruel of them, now that I look back, and awfully cruel for the world when they find out how the Christian government, the bringers of God's justice, failed us all. We put so much trust and money into it, the sacred 'freedom' of the United States, and a lot of good that did us. They have forsaken us, used us, and are now hunting us down, killing innocent children, all for their own perversion.
I'm into the hunt now, its kill or be killed. I have gotten off the creature, and though before I was almost jealous of the girls who could talk, this silence is much better. Who needs words, its intentions are clear, planning or scheming would be such a waste of valuable killing time. No system, no pattern, just cut down whoever is in the way. We came up upon a group of Chinese seventh graders, you know, the kind you find in eight grade math classes, thinking they are so much smarter than the rest of us. Well, it's a damn shame now, all that brilliance down the drain. I'm not complaining. Its getting interesting now, and I've actually started to help. What the hell are they gonna care, they are just about to die anyways, why not help it along? I walk right up to the trembling kids, smiling, looking safe, and then grab one by the elbow and fling him out across the floor, right into the Alien's eager jaws. The kids shrieked, and glared at me in horror, but I just kept coming. I know karma will get me in the end, but is this really wrong? In the bible, it commands that you cannot kill another person, but wouldn't that outlaw survival? What the hell kind of words of wisdom are those! This is why I refuse to live under their ignorance.
Rey: Game on. I haven't had this much fun for a while. I'm running around on my own, my Alien disappeared a ways back, but I know its following close. It needs me to lead, I know it, and it wants my help. Its almost like we are playing a game of hide and seek as we trap group after group of unsuspecting kids. They hide in the halls, the classrooms, so predictable. I found my monster again, and as a herd approaches, it flips me up onto its back, makes sure I'm holding on, and shimmies up the wall onto the ceiling. They pass right underneath, and I'm having a hard time keeping my grip. I'm flexible enough; I decide to take the first move by flipping onto one of the taller boys, crushing him on the ground. His little harem looked about ready to tackle me, when a little gasp from the girl in the back turns everybody around. My Alien speared her, and then just spazzed out on the closer ones. You have to appreciate their emotionless battle technique; it's a beautiful thing to watch. The others tried to push past me, but I tripped them. We make a great team.
Kate: We are the last ones in the gym; I think my ride got hurt. I get off, squishing into the layer of bloody corpses, and reach out for its arm. It looks at me strangely, and I back up, but slip into the mountain of blood. I land next to Cate's boyfriend, and I wonder if she knows. My partner pulls me up, and I can see that it's straining. I think it pulled a shoulder muscle, I know Rachel would know more about it, but I decide that heading for the bathroom for some water to wash up would be the best course. The others can eliminate the remaining kids. I hold its claw, and walk towards the nearest men's room, hell, who's gonna scold me now? As we walk in I see a little group of boys shivering in the corner, and they get really panicked as we go over to the sink. I turn on the cool water, and splash some on my face. I take off my shirt and rinse it out, even though the boys are staring, they are about to die anyways, who cares. I put my damp shirt back on, and wet down my hair, and look over to my Alien friend. It's looking tired, so I splash some water on its shoulder, where I think its hurt, and it makes a happy noise. It comes over to the sink with me, and I continue to throw water onto its hard, shiny skin. The droplets roll down, leaving streaks and rainbows all over it. As I admire its coat, I can feel the boy's eyes on me still, so I walk over to them. "Is there a problem boys?" "N...no, wh..what the heck is that monster...a.and why isn't it attacking y..you?" "Good question little boy, why don't we ask her." Kate said coyly, turning to the beast, which as if understanding, stretched up to its full terror. Kate backed up so that the blood sprays wouldn't get her messy again. They exited the bathroom together, smiling as though nothing had happened.
Calley: I could get used to this. It now comes to my turn, finally a chance to vent these hormones. My body has become so stimulated with all the bloodshed and excitement, I need to let it out, and my partner knows it. I'm still riding, though I spot Ray walking, and I can tell its about to pounce. I hold on tight, and it lunges into the air, landing with a crunch on a defenseless seventh grader. I should have braced tighter, I was knocked off and sent rolling across the floor, but no harm done. I can feel my body snap upright in response, and I get the thought that maybe, just maybe, I'm losing control. My muscles are beginning to act on their own, out of instinct, and I like it. Emotion is gone, and I'm becoming a killing machine, just like them, as I tackle a kid to the ground, breaking his leg. I stand up slowly, surveying the scene. As I scan the hall, one guy catches my attention. Its Kate's neighbor, and he see me. His eyes are a whirlwind of shame, betrayal, and pleading. If he is going to survive, I have to step in, and I know that. The outside doors are locked, the Aliens are closing in, and I'm standing here, fighting my own conscience. I grab his wrist, and jerk him behind me, pushing him to the courtyard door, hoping my beast doesn't see. It's preoccupied, and he slips unnoticed into the courtyard. I spot one of his friends, and for some reason, I pity him too. I motion him to me, but he is too slow. He gets knocked over by another boy, and I am forced to intervene. I scoop him up from under the large kid, and push him to the door, dodging an Alien jump as I do. He makes it out safely, and they hide in the trees. I motion them to a pile of leaves, and it seems like they make it in safely.
Shortly after, as I'm battling alongside the Aliens, I wonder why the hell I saved them. Why should I pity them over the others? I know it was wrong, but a few kids would survive, might as well be them. I stand in the main lobby, as the fight dies down, and cant help but feel I've forgotten something...
The Teachers.