Chapter Five.

Jacques looked over the city, staring at the wonder of the skyline, being able to see Grant Tower in all its fallen glory. Goddamn human stupidity, losing what we had lost once before. The monsters that were the 'Spears', hiding the eggs in the Under city. We might of got through it, unfortunately, similar to a bubble rising from the depths of the deepest ocean, it had to pop some time, just Jacques was not expecting it so soon after finally taking back the planet. And he now believed that he could no longer be able to call it home.

He took Sam in his arms, caressing her soft skin, kissing the softer hair, tasted almost salty with sweat, but her femininity still shone through like the rays of the sun, and she was beautiful.

It was not the place he wanted to be anymore, he had fought for the world for far too long, and for what? Everything he fought for was destroyed. And the timing could of been better he thought, wanting a few years of well earned peace, but Cryo-sleep stole a lot of their time, even though they had killed the Emperor Alien, they were still felons for stealing the Nexus, so their punishment was cryo slumber, 'bastards. He had finally told her of his love for her, and when she told him that she returned his love, he dreamt of a home with his soul-mate. Life is not like that though, things do not always go as planned, everything went wrong.

Returning to Earth was the beginning, something did not seem right when they landed on the new world. They had settled for a little while and the aliens taking it over again, luckily the globe wasn't completely retaken, it was greatly quarantined so at least it was not as bad, but a lot of what was rebuilt was again destroyed by the monsters.

They would of been babychow themselves if Chan hadn't of come for them, but right now, their fateful situation once more leads them into a face off with the demons they have lived with for most of their lives. And Chan is having her own problems, knowing that maybe she cannot help this time, only being a few minutes from them, yet in reality, she was a lifetime away. Jacques could only hold Sam, not wanting to admit their fate.

It was the sound of the Cerebus' engines that caused a faint sigh of distress in Sams soul, knowing that she would finally lose the fight against the aliens, that had plagued her life for what seemed an eternity. She would think back at surviving on Pluto Spacestation, the first time she would meet Jacques, grabbing her and running, watching the monsters crawling from every direction, headed towards them, the screams in the dark distance, down the intestine looking corridors. And the Emperor, hunting them.

And finally, coming into view, the Cerebus. Jacques had to admit, even though the ship was uncontrollable, the slightest circuit fried would cause the ship to blow. It was still an impressive creation, only wishing it was made a little bit better, for situations like this one, where it would strand human life on a hellish planet. Jacques could not help but think, the ships A.I, Mother, would be ruled by Asimovs three rules of robots, just like the androids had been programmed, impossible to harm human life. So why on this god forsaken place is Mother, going against those rules? Then again, Chan broke the three rules. It made no sense, and Jacques knew that it would be a question that would never be answered. After all, it was just a ship.

Jacques com sounded, it was Chan. "Hey Jacques..." What else could she say, because right now, if anyone would feel like shit, it would have to be Chan, and Jacques knew this. Believing that she would have fought to keep them from being stranded, doomed. But when it came down to it, some things are inevitable, maybe it was just their time, fates way of saying , 'Just accept it, you cannot run anymore.' Honestly, Jacques hated the fact that he would have to just take what was given to him, fate was never his friend, hated it almost as much as the monsters that took his world.

"Chan, thank you for trying." Did he sound sarcastic, maybe Chan would see it the way he was meaning it to sound, no sarcasm at all, just a loss of words that would sound like a kick in the ribs.

"I can't stop the ship Jacques... I can't deactivate the main system without causing the ship to hit critical. It would fry us all..." Chan did not want to be saying this, she only wished that she had good news for them, but right now, she was stuck on the ship without a paddle to row back to shore. "I don't know what to do?" Jacques understood, he did not blame Chan for not being able to help, she tried and that is all that mattered, he had not given up all hope, maybe she could come back.

"Chan... Don't worry, we will be fine." Was he actually saying this? He was crazy, finally, he realised it, he was mad, a loony. And both Chan and Sam laughed, they already knew that Jacques was crazy, from the day they met him. "But there might be something you can do to help." Jacques held on tight to Sam, looking at her he smiled, a warm smile, strong.

He took out a small pocket device, a palm computer. "I am sending a inventory list for Mother. There should be no problem with this, but you will have to see this through." Jacques would not give up, he would not let the aliens win, and he wanted Sam to not be frightened, as long as he had hope, it would be enough for the both of them. He pressed a small red button, sending a transmission to the ship. Confirmed arrival of shipping commands.

"Ammo, impact suits, acid shielding and scimatic-sensors..!" Chan knew then that Jacques would go down fighting, she always knew. And something told her that maybe he would be okay. Yet a feeling inside told her that she would not see Sam or Jacques ever again, that feeling burning deeply into her stomach. She pressed a few buttons, and it was done. The rooftop co-ordinates had been set and in a few moments the Cerebus would send a final helping hand to Jacques. "Hey Declan, don't do anything stupid, just kill the fuckers." And with that the Ammo crate appeared from nowhere, right in-front of Jacques and Sam.

"You know me Chan, once I got an idea, nothing is going to change it, unless a big fifteen foot alien super queen is standing in-front of me, then I am just fucked!" At least Jacques had regained some of his weak-ass humour. Sam took the com from Jacques, raising it to her mouth she pressed the button to talk.

"Emma, please look after Emily for me, shes not been the same since losing our dad." Sam could only think about the young woman her sister would become. And who knows, maybe one day she will see her again, not anytime soon, but one day. "We will not let these things beat us." And with that, the Cerebus' engines ignited to full and the ship lifted into the air, slowly moving out of view as it disappeared into the thick grey clouds of what was once Earth's beautiful blue sky, now just faded shades of grey.

Coms was lost and Chans' last words were not heard. She thought that it would be a good thing for them not to hear what she was going to say, but as she looked down at the screen, showing the final images of the rooftop, her eyes became full of horror when she saw shimmering blackened blue figures covering where Jacques and Sam had been resting. Chan could only hope and pray for their safety, she was no longer able to help them, as the ship was now entering the endless depths of space, heading towards Ethian-5 spaceport.

. . .

It had now been days, and the activity on the other side of the glass was picking up. The Spears' now seemed to be more than busy, preparing for something important, and Guy wished to know what. Watching as they would come by, in groups or threes' and fours', hauling large metallic crates, and it was after a couple of days that Guy had realised what had to be in those crates, but talking to Stephen about it would obviously cause the kid to be rather fearful of his life, even more so than it was at this moment in time.

Aliens, Guy was sick of aliens. Everywhere he went he would be stuck trying to fight for his life, hiding. And being on Earth made him feel even worse, if any Planet was to be taken over, it had to be his home, it was his fate and he accepted it, there was nothing he could do. Monsters from other regions of the galaxy were meant to be in his life and there was nothing he could do apart from not give up and fight, and everyday, he hoped that he would get to the point where it was all over, not with his death, but with the deaths of every alien life on this planet.

Humanity was a terrible species on the planet, but with all tyranny, with all the evil, there was also great beauty. True most of that beauty was now gone, destroyed and taken away, but the human soul would never die. There would always be artists, and those with dreams of a better world, but right now, hope was slowly fading away as he watched the next group of Spears' waltz past the holo-glass holding what could only be an alien egg in a thin metal box. Humanity will always fall to religious beliefs, it was what our species did best.

The aliens may have their continuing fight for total planet domination, Darwin's 'Survival of the fittest', but right now, it was the humans of the planet that were the ones trying to survive, and they were becoming the young or injured gazelle in the high grass, with the lions slowly ever-so quiet ready to pounce and end it all.

"Stephen, wake up kid." Guy gently shuck the young man sleeping. After a few seconds the gentle shaking became heavier, waking the kid up. "Come on Stephen, something is happening outside." And with one heavy shake the boy jumped with a slight shock startling him up, causing him to gasp for a few breathes of air and heavy panting.

"Bad dreams..." Stephen's eyes let Guy see the pain he was feeling, nothing had been going well for many years, especially after the aliens retook Earth, and with all the humans being stuck below ground in the abandoned cities. What made it worse was the Spears', aliens they could handle, but Spears' were evil traitorous bastards who believed in a fake god, but again, humanity would fall short on the religion picking. And gods and saviours would take many forms. Sadly the monsters that were the aliens would become some of humanities reaching hand of hope. "So what's new?"

Guy did not want to tell Stephen what was really going on, but he knew that he would have to. The area had been alien free for so long, the Spears' kept the tunnels safe, maybe the alien queen had somehow telepathically controlled the evil men and women into getting a new implantation chamber ready, gathering poor souls to become alien breeding chambers. Something was happening on the other side, something big, not good.

"Alien eggs Stephen, alien eggs!" And with that Stephens' head sunk further downwards towards hell, but Guy knew that the world he lived in was the fiery pit.

. . .

Jacques grabbed Sam and threw her of the side of the building, her screams echoed as she fell from the high-rise rooftop. Her body aimed for the empty street below, with a thick hovering fog now covering the pavement. Jacques watched her falling, his eyes not leaving her as she fell, and just seconds before she would hit the ground, a faded blue glow surrounded her body as her impact suit activating causing her body to slow down instantaneously, protecting her from the shear g-force and impact of the fall.

Sam felt her butt softy touch the cold stone floor, and without thinking her eyes went straight up, looking up at the building top. Fear running through her body as she heard Jacques now fully loaded Carbine begin to fire. After a few rounds had been fired, all was silent and Sam took her mind of the rooftop and looked around the street level to see if she had any company, and to her horror half a dozen red shaded chromed headed aliens leapt from the higher sewer entrance on the other side of the street.

They darted towards her, their great speed a blur to Sam. Her eyes focused on their red claws, talons ready to rip her apart, if only, probably take her to the nest.

Closer they got, a lifetime had gone by, but only a split second had passed. Before the red aliens could get any closer their bodies blew apart as anti-acid rounds tore through them from above as Jacques landed on his feet just a metre away from Sam, and with his scarred face, he looked at her and smiled, as three bloodied alien heaps of dead flesh hit the ground around him.

"I warned them not to follow me." And his smile became a humorous smirk and Sam returned the happy smile, but it was short lived as a dozen aliens came towards them from down the street, and as the rounds fired the two alien killers moved back into the direction of the old under-city. New Hope City was where they were headed, nothing would keep them away from the tunnels that would hide them from the monsters. As they both now had their carbines raised.

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