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Chapter 15: Angels in the Sky
Location: Los Angeles
Over the hills a portion of the enormous spacecraft as it creeps towards the city comes into view. Rising over the mountain, the space ship as it nears the city blocks out the sunshine.
In a small two-story home, two twin boys run down the hall into their parent's room.
"Mommy, look at the sky," One of the boys yelled, climbing on the bed, as his twin runs to the window. The shadow of ship moves past the window, darkening the room. The boys' mother stirs, and looks over to the window to see the darkness.
"It's too early, baby," She said, turning over and moving closer to her husband. She was just about to fall asleep when suddenly the room briefly shakes.
"Natasha, Earthquake," Her husband asked, looking up.
"Clint, not even a four pointer. Go back to sleep," The woman said. Her husband lies back, and she grabs her sons, who had taken to jumping on the bed, and pulled them to lay down with them in bed.
~JUSTICE LEAGUE~
Location: White House
All of Washington is under the shadow of the alien craft. The President and his family were at the window, staring in awe at the sight above them. Several others approach from behind. Cautiously some people begin to walk outside, staring up at the spacecraft, mouths open. The Secretary of State steps up behind the President.
"What do we do now," the Secretary of State asked.
"Address the nation. There are a lot of very frightened people out there right now," the President said.
"Yeah…I'm one of them," the Secretary of State said.
~JUSTICE LEAGUE~
Location: Los Angeles
As Clint brushes his teeth, he looks out the window and sees a family packing up their car; others were standing around staring at something in the distance.
"Neighbors are moving. I think they're tired of earthquakes," Clint called out, as he dries of his hands. He goes the living room. The television is playing a channel 9 news broadcast.
"...with little damage reported to the southland area. People are advised not to panic..."
"Honey, something's on the table 'bout the quake," Clint says, turning on the coffee. Natasha sits up in bed, yelling out to her husband.
"The boys out there?"
Clint turns, looking for Dyson and Nathanial, when the doggie door pops open and they both crawl through.
"What have you been up to, Munchkins," Clint asked.
"Shooting aliens," Dyson said, holding his toy gun. Clint musses up the boys' hair, smiling.
"Coffee," Natasha asked, coming into the room and picking up Nathanial.
"In the pot," Clint said, and heads to the door. He reaches out and picks up the morning paper and opens it. Never noticing the dozens of neighbors quickly packing up and rushing to get away as he reads the paper oblivious.
"You want milk with your coffee," Natasha asked, coming up behind him, her view obscured by the open newspaper.
When a helicopter flies overhead, Clint lowers the paper to see what was going on. The helicopter swoops down, and as it flies away Natasha and Clint see the spacecraft, covering all of Los Angeles. Clint's jaw hits the floor, and the milk goes crashing as Natasha screams.
Author's Note:
Independence Day is my guilty pleasure movie along with Speed Racer and the Avengers.
So I know the last few chapters have been short, but I'm working on it.
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