Aleris shot the alien with the stream of cold right in the face. It screamed again and jumped backwards off of Hiram. This was his chance. Focusing his cannon, he blew the alien away with one blue ball of energy.

She heard a loud scream within the room; so loud that it deafened her. It wasn't from her and she was pretty sure it wasn't from the Jamaican.

The aliens' body parts flew across the room and began to smoke.

Hiram shifted his eyes over to the Ooman female. She still held the red cylinder in her hands. Amazing. Who knew cattle could have such courage. She wasn't scared and didn't move any. She just stared at the burning hole. If he had a notepad at this moment, he would start to take notes.

Aleris only moved here eyes to examine the Jamaican. She gave up trying to figure out what was going on and just sighed loudly.

"I give up!" She yelled

She threw the extinguisher into the air behind her and walked back over to the window. The dragons' blood had melted the floor beneath it and exposed the lower level. Looking at the hole, she thought over her present situation.

Black dragons were attacking students and coming out of the ceiling after her and the Jamaican. Their blood (or at least that is what she thought it was) could melt floors and probably anything else it touched. And now a mutated Jamaican that was probably close to seven, if not eight, feet tall and a cool wrist guard was STARING at her. No idea why, but he was. If it was a he at all!

Hiram watched the Ooman female closely. He'd never actually witnessed one that was quite like her.

From what his text books have said, the Oomans run or try and kill the Yautja. But she did not. If only he could get her to acknowledge him. Now that would be something. To be able to have the privilege to have close contact with an Ooman. To be able to talk to one would be such an honor for him. A first for his kind, since most of the time the Yautja are blowing their grey matter out.

Oh yeah. That was a pretty cool sight.

He changed his vision to he could see her organs and bones. He had to make sure he would not regret saving this female.

Her bones were denser than average for Oomans. This meant that her bones would not break as easily and it could make for a stronger warrior. Her organs, as well, were in near perfect condition. Her stomach was a little smaller than usual and her heart beat slightly faster than normal, but she was still young. She would grow into an adult and even out.

This was good for her. She was an excellent specimen and now Hiram did not regret saving her.

He saw the female bend down behind the table. He took a step closer to the desk. She was so small that she disappeared behind the table. The female stood back up and turned to face Hiram. She had, in her hand, the arm of the alien that was now shake and bake.

Hiram did not understand why this Female would want that. It's not like she was a hunter. She brought the arm up over the table and tipped the open end down. The Aliens' blood spilt onto the desk. It immediately began to dissolve it and smoke.

Aleris bent her head down close to the desk, examining the hole in the desk. She concluded that it was an acid and wanted it badly. For blood of course.

Hiram kneeled down in front of the female and studied her thoroughly. She was curious about this new specimen. As was he about her.

Uh oh. She was getting that feeling again. Something in the back of her brain was screaming, "Aleris, you idiot! MOVE!" She hated that voice of hers. Was always yelling at her. She decided to make it stop yelling and looked up.

When she did look up, every hair on her body stood up on end. The Jamaican was right there, face to face with her. She calmed herself down quickly and stared at him, hoping it would freak him out and he'd move away from her person.

Hiram noticed she was no longer studying the hole in the table, but him. She exhaled sharply and raised an eye brow at him. Hiram didn't even know Oomans could do that with their facial hair!

"Ok. I need to ask you. Do I really look THAT funny?"

She didn't know if he could understand her, but it was worth a try.

He understood her perfectly. Earlier, he had switched on the translator program. This allowed him to understand what the Oomans were saying. Yeah, that came in handy on a planet of 3 billion of them. He hesitated to use it though. He wanted to wait and see what she would say to him if she thought he couldn't understand her.

Aleris took the silence for her answer. Ugg. Why did she even try sometimes?

She stood up and glanced out the window again. She so needed to get out of this stupid school. She was really hungry now.

Hiram came up next to her and looked out the window. There were no aliens outside in the parking lot. He flipped open his computer and typed something. Seems all the aliens were somewhere inside the building.

This was their chance to get out of the building and get somewhere safe until help could arrive. But how could they get out? He could just blast the window out and he could get out. But what about the Ooman female? What if the aliens got out and successfully took over this world?

He had to save at least one Ooman from this world.

He quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her back, close to his body. He charged his shoulder cannon and blasted the window into thousands of pieces with a single blue ball of energy.

Aleris looked up at the Jamaican and noted his shoulder cannon. Oh yeah. She wanted one of those too.

Hiram grabbed Aleris by her waist and jumped out of the window. He landed roughly, but sure Aleris didn't feel the brunt of the force. He let her go and she immediately ran away from him. Was she afraid of him now, or what?

Aleris ran to a newer silver car and quickly looked it over. Not scratched or anything. Just had some blood on it. That's real good because that car was hers. She opened the door and put the key into the ignition. It began to beep, announcing to the world that the door was open. She looked back to her friend, who had not moved any. She waved him over to her, hoping he at least new sign language.

Hiram got what she meant and walked over to her. He didn't know why she wanted him to go over to her with the many coloured ships, but he decided to anyway. She may have an idea.

He reached her silver ship and waited for her to talk.

"Look. We can take my car somewhere and hide out until we can find help. Is that ok with you?"

Hiram snarled at her. How could she think she would know where to go for safety. Then again, she lived here. She may know of somewhere that has supplies and could provide shelter.

Aleris slid into her car and shut the door. She reached over and unlocked the passenger car door. She noticed her friend didn't open the door. Then it hit her. He was alien and probably had no idea how to open a door. She reached back over and opened the door for her friend.

Hiram walked around the door and looked into the grounded ship. He didn't know how exactly to get into this vehicle, but remembered how the female got in and tried his best to copy her.

He sat on the seat of the vehicle and brought his feet inside. He noted how the car had bounced when he sat down. He looked over to Aleris. He had to make sure he did it right.

Aleris smiled and reached in front of the Jamaican to shut his door. Not perfect, but excellent for his first time. She turned on the car and pulled out of her parking spot. She slowly went over the speed bumps and looked down both ways down the roads. Not surprisingly, there was no a car in sight. With one final glance back to the school, she sped out of the parking lot and down the road.

She knew not what was going to come of her, now that the world was pretty much ending. She also did not fully understand what was going on. All she knew was that she was alive and she had acquired a friend along the way. Sure the friend was an eight foot tall Jamaican with a cool wrist guard. He was helping her and probably knew more about the wingless dragons than she did. For that, she would keep him around for a little while longer.