The Last Invasion
Three Months
Casey awoke to find he had an excruciating headache, not to mention the rest of his body tingled with unpleasant sensations. He peeked one eye open cautiously, blinking until his vision cleared enough before opening the other. It was nearly dark outside, the sun just on the verge of setting, the moon already starting to shine.
For a brief moment, Casey wondered if he could have been dreaming, if the last few days were just one long, terrible nightmare. But realization soon settled back in as he spotted Riva reclined in a chair, her mismatched eyes watching him constantly. "Where am I?" He mumbled groggily, his voice rough and scratchy.
"At Zeke Well's residence."
"What time is it?"
"I do not know Earth's means of setting time."
"What happened?"
"You fell asleep."
"Really, I hadn't noticed," Casey replied sarcastically, sitting up and rubbing his knuckles into his eyes. Everything felt weird, worse than a hangover from beer is a hangover from drugs, Casey thought miserably as he glanced around. "Where'd they go?"
"Stokely Mitchell left after we talked and you fell asleep. Zeke Wells got up and went outside, I believe he is still out there." Riva answered as she leaned back into her chair. Casey wasn't sure, but she seemed quiet tired. He frowned, "Are you feeling alright?"
"I'm fine."
He stood, glancing down at her, "You sure? You look tired. Just sit here and rest, I'm going to go talk to Zeke." Riva paused before nodding, closing her eyes and leaning her head forward. Casey momentarily studied her eyelids, the way they looked like rippling water though obviously solid. Quietly he left the room and traveled outside where he spotted Zeke sitting on the crumpled hood of his car.
"Hey, it's sleeping beauty," Zeke greeted him with a smirk, moving so there was room on the hood. From there spot, the glimmering moon was clearly visible, the stars becoming brilliant one by one. The two friends remained silent for several moments, both lost within their own thoughts, staring up into the darkening sky.
Casey was the first to break the silence with a soft sigh and uncertain words, "What are we going to do?" Zeke eyed him from the edge of his sight, not bothering to tear his eyes from the heavens, "About the aliens?"
"No, about your car."
"Chill, Case, you are far to tense abut all this."
"And you are way to laid back! Aliens are coming to look for their lost family, the one we killed! What do you think they'll do next, Zeke, invite for dinner? They're going to be out for revenge." A heavy silence fell between them, Casey's despair evident upon his face while Zeke's remained blank of emotion. Finally the boy replied, "We'll we can't exactly do anything about them coming to Earth. But one thing I do know, is I'm not going down without one hell of a fight."
The grim grin on Zeke's face slowly spread to the blue-eyed boy, "Yeah, we humans are sure are stubborn when it comes to dying." Zeke laughed, clapping a hand on Casey's shoulder, "Sure thing, Case!"
A few hours passed before the duo found themselves shivering from the night's chill winds. They traveled back inside where Felix greeted them with an angry hiss. Zeke begrudgingly fed it, mumbling about its need to eat more than once a week. Casey watched and made a mental note never to let Zeke baby-sit one of his pets. They made their way into the living room to see Riva sitting there, just as they had left her.
"Ready to go, Riva? I have to get home; my Uncle is probably worried about me. Plus, we have school tomorrow."
"School? What is this school, Casey Conner? Mary Beth mentioned it in her data."
"I'll explain it on the way. See you tomorrow Zeke."
"Right, see ya."
Casey led the way outside followed closely by Riva, who continued to demand to know what school was. As they walked, the human explained that it was a place for learning about the world around you. He conveniently left out the part that it was also a place for torture and having your spirit crushed daily by your same species. Riva was very intrigued and said she wished to go with him to "this place of learning."
Casey frowned, "Are you sure, Riva? I mean, you should probably get to know Earth's customs a little bit better before going to school. It's not exactly the best place for a new girl, especially if she's an alien."
"I have read nearly all of Mary Beth's notes on this place. And what better place to learn your customs then a place designed specifically to teach you those things? School will be a good experience, I'm sure." Riva replied with a pleased grin and confident gleam in her eyes.
The boy shrugged, "Alright, if you insist."
"I do."
"Ok, I'll come to your house in the morning, be ready."
"Very well, until then Casey Conner, farewell."
"Uh, right, bye."
He crept into his uncle's house cautiously, wondering if Matt would be mad that he had disappeared all day, or if the man had even noticed. "Hey, alienator! Where you been all day, out with your girlfriend? Is that her you were just with? Fine stuff, you get your charms from my side of the family, I bet you a million bucks."
"That's not my girlfriend, that's the girl that moved in next door."
"Is it? Huh," Matt moved to the window, glancing out at Riva as she entered into her house. His nephew rolled his eyes, "Anyway, I'm going to bed, I have school tomorrow."
"Oh that's right, you do. Need me to take your or make your lunch or something?"
"No, I'm fine, thanks. See you in the morning."
"Night Case."
- - -
Iwant2Believe: I was reading some article about aliens today. It was really stupid. It was in the Observer, something about how aliens have always existed, and when humans came around, they became trees.
StarSearcher: That's really dumb.
UnFlyObj: I read that article! And how acorns are actually there offspring.
Iwant2Believe: Yah, it was messed up.
StarSearcher: What do you think of it Case? Case?
Iwant2Believe: Uh, did he leave?
Casey looked blankly at the computer screen, watching the chat in Aliens Exist! with boredom. He knew all of the chatters logged on, and all the chatters knew him. They had been corresponding for months, swapping alien theories, stories and myths. But now that the aliens were coming back, should he tell them? Would they call him crazy like everyone else?
No, he knew they would never say that. They had read all the articles where he had been interviewed, and believed every word they said. Of course, most of the chatters were loonies that belonged in the asylum, but there were a few that seemed halfway sane, like himself.
Sighing, Casey decided against it. The aliens were only coming in theory, according to Riva, maybe she was completely wrong. Most likely not, but there was some hope in the fact that she could be, she had said so herself. Only time would tell.
The boy logged off, clambered from his chair, stretched, and then dropped onto his bed. As he laid there, his thoughts a huge jumble, he began to recall what Riva had told them, before he had fallen asleep. Stokely had been warning to beat him if he continued to lean on her shoulder, of course Casey had been so tweaked at that point; he could barely lift his head. Zeke was silent, occasionally asking questions, but Riva had done most of the talking.
"It will not take them long to realize I am no longer under their power. Not longer under that, they will realize that Mary Beth will not return to Aquaterrene, they will-"
"Aqua-what?"
"Aquaterrene, my home planet. As I was saying, they will search for her, and follow her coordinates to here. Once here it will not take long to realize all that happened to Mary Beth, and that she is dead. They will also know you killed her."
There was a slight pause as Zeke finally blurted, "How long do we have?" Riva was silent as she quietly calculated, "A few months. Three at the most, if we are lucky."
"Are these Atlantians.revengeful?"
"If one Atlantian kills another, the punishment is death by dehydration, or in other words, torture." Riva replied slowly, suddenly finding the floor to be quite interesting. The trio of humans glanced at each other heavily, Stokely speaking up, "Well, we should tell Stan."
"Yeah, and Delilah."
"Casey!"
"What?"
They had talked for a few minutes after that, but each one's mind was on other, bigger matters, like staying alive.
Casey sighed in the dark, flipping over in his bed. Three months, only three months? Maybe they wouldn't come, maybe they just wouldn't care. Another sigh. Yeah right.
A/N: And the winner is. . . Fool of a Took and Riva! Come on down! You win. . . uh, well, nothing, but thanks for playing! Anyway, this is a pretty pointless chapter, but I wrote it anyway, cause that's just what I do. Thanks for reviewing you guys!
Three Months
Casey awoke to find he had an excruciating headache, not to mention the rest of his body tingled with unpleasant sensations. He peeked one eye open cautiously, blinking until his vision cleared enough before opening the other. It was nearly dark outside, the sun just on the verge of setting, the moon already starting to shine.
For a brief moment, Casey wondered if he could have been dreaming, if the last few days were just one long, terrible nightmare. But realization soon settled back in as he spotted Riva reclined in a chair, her mismatched eyes watching him constantly. "Where am I?" He mumbled groggily, his voice rough and scratchy.
"At Zeke Well's residence."
"What time is it?"
"I do not know Earth's means of setting time."
"What happened?"
"You fell asleep."
"Really, I hadn't noticed," Casey replied sarcastically, sitting up and rubbing his knuckles into his eyes. Everything felt weird, worse than a hangover from beer is a hangover from drugs, Casey thought miserably as he glanced around. "Where'd they go?"
"Stokely Mitchell left after we talked and you fell asleep. Zeke Wells got up and went outside, I believe he is still out there." Riva answered as she leaned back into her chair. Casey wasn't sure, but she seemed quiet tired. He frowned, "Are you feeling alright?"
"I'm fine."
He stood, glancing down at her, "You sure? You look tired. Just sit here and rest, I'm going to go talk to Zeke." Riva paused before nodding, closing her eyes and leaning her head forward. Casey momentarily studied her eyelids, the way they looked like rippling water though obviously solid. Quietly he left the room and traveled outside where he spotted Zeke sitting on the crumpled hood of his car.
"Hey, it's sleeping beauty," Zeke greeted him with a smirk, moving so there was room on the hood. From there spot, the glimmering moon was clearly visible, the stars becoming brilliant one by one. The two friends remained silent for several moments, both lost within their own thoughts, staring up into the darkening sky.
Casey was the first to break the silence with a soft sigh and uncertain words, "What are we going to do?" Zeke eyed him from the edge of his sight, not bothering to tear his eyes from the heavens, "About the aliens?"
"No, about your car."
"Chill, Case, you are far to tense abut all this."
"And you are way to laid back! Aliens are coming to look for their lost family, the one we killed! What do you think they'll do next, Zeke, invite for dinner? They're going to be out for revenge." A heavy silence fell between them, Casey's despair evident upon his face while Zeke's remained blank of emotion. Finally the boy replied, "We'll we can't exactly do anything about them coming to Earth. But one thing I do know, is I'm not going down without one hell of a fight."
The grim grin on Zeke's face slowly spread to the blue-eyed boy, "Yeah, we humans are sure are stubborn when it comes to dying." Zeke laughed, clapping a hand on Casey's shoulder, "Sure thing, Case!"
A few hours passed before the duo found themselves shivering from the night's chill winds. They traveled back inside where Felix greeted them with an angry hiss. Zeke begrudgingly fed it, mumbling about its need to eat more than once a week. Casey watched and made a mental note never to let Zeke baby-sit one of his pets. They made their way into the living room to see Riva sitting there, just as they had left her.
"Ready to go, Riva? I have to get home; my Uncle is probably worried about me. Plus, we have school tomorrow."
"School? What is this school, Casey Conner? Mary Beth mentioned it in her data."
"I'll explain it on the way. See you tomorrow Zeke."
"Right, see ya."
Casey led the way outside followed closely by Riva, who continued to demand to know what school was. As they walked, the human explained that it was a place for learning about the world around you. He conveniently left out the part that it was also a place for torture and having your spirit crushed daily by your same species. Riva was very intrigued and said she wished to go with him to "this place of learning."
Casey frowned, "Are you sure, Riva? I mean, you should probably get to know Earth's customs a little bit better before going to school. It's not exactly the best place for a new girl, especially if she's an alien."
"I have read nearly all of Mary Beth's notes on this place. And what better place to learn your customs then a place designed specifically to teach you those things? School will be a good experience, I'm sure." Riva replied with a pleased grin and confident gleam in her eyes.
The boy shrugged, "Alright, if you insist."
"I do."
"Ok, I'll come to your house in the morning, be ready."
"Very well, until then Casey Conner, farewell."
"Uh, right, bye."
He crept into his uncle's house cautiously, wondering if Matt would be mad that he had disappeared all day, or if the man had even noticed. "Hey, alienator! Where you been all day, out with your girlfriend? Is that her you were just with? Fine stuff, you get your charms from my side of the family, I bet you a million bucks."
"That's not my girlfriend, that's the girl that moved in next door."
"Is it? Huh," Matt moved to the window, glancing out at Riva as she entered into her house. His nephew rolled his eyes, "Anyway, I'm going to bed, I have school tomorrow."
"Oh that's right, you do. Need me to take your or make your lunch or something?"
"No, I'm fine, thanks. See you in the morning."
"Night Case."
- - -
Iwant2Believe: I was reading some article about aliens today. It was really stupid. It was in the Observer, something about how aliens have always existed, and when humans came around, they became trees.
StarSearcher: That's really dumb.
UnFlyObj: I read that article! And how acorns are actually there offspring.
Iwant2Believe: Yah, it was messed up.
StarSearcher: What do you think of it Case? Case?
Iwant2Believe: Uh, did he leave?
Casey looked blankly at the computer screen, watching the chat in Aliens Exist! with boredom. He knew all of the chatters logged on, and all the chatters knew him. They had been corresponding for months, swapping alien theories, stories and myths. But now that the aliens were coming back, should he tell them? Would they call him crazy like everyone else?
No, he knew they would never say that. They had read all the articles where he had been interviewed, and believed every word they said. Of course, most of the chatters were loonies that belonged in the asylum, but there were a few that seemed halfway sane, like himself.
Sighing, Casey decided against it. The aliens were only coming in theory, according to Riva, maybe she was completely wrong. Most likely not, but there was some hope in the fact that she could be, she had said so herself. Only time would tell.
The boy logged off, clambered from his chair, stretched, and then dropped onto his bed. As he laid there, his thoughts a huge jumble, he began to recall what Riva had told them, before he had fallen asleep. Stokely had been warning to beat him if he continued to lean on her shoulder, of course Casey had been so tweaked at that point; he could barely lift his head. Zeke was silent, occasionally asking questions, but Riva had done most of the talking.
"It will not take them long to realize I am no longer under their power. Not longer under that, they will realize that Mary Beth will not return to Aquaterrene, they will-"
"Aqua-what?"
"Aquaterrene, my home planet. As I was saying, they will search for her, and follow her coordinates to here. Once here it will not take long to realize all that happened to Mary Beth, and that she is dead. They will also know you killed her."
There was a slight pause as Zeke finally blurted, "How long do we have?" Riva was silent as she quietly calculated, "A few months. Three at the most, if we are lucky."
"Are these Atlantians.revengeful?"
"If one Atlantian kills another, the punishment is death by dehydration, or in other words, torture." Riva replied slowly, suddenly finding the floor to be quite interesting. The trio of humans glanced at each other heavily, Stokely speaking up, "Well, we should tell Stan."
"Yeah, and Delilah."
"Casey!"
"What?"
They had talked for a few minutes after that, but each one's mind was on other, bigger matters, like staying alive.
Casey sighed in the dark, flipping over in his bed. Three months, only three months? Maybe they wouldn't come, maybe they just wouldn't care. Another sigh. Yeah right.
A/N: And the winner is. . . Fool of a Took and Riva! Come on down! You win. . . uh, well, nothing, but thanks for playing! Anyway, this is a pretty pointless chapter, but I wrote it anyway, cause that's just what I do. Thanks for reviewing you guys!