Chapter three: Not worried.
"TIE IT!" Tom yelled angrily, pushing up on the attic door with Jake. These damn aliens wouldn't give up.
"WE'RE TRYING! WE'RE TRYING!" Lee and I shouted. Art was pushing from the side when all of a sudden Razor's hand shot out and slashed him. He jerked away.
"AHH! She slashed me with her demon claw!" He cried out.
"You'll live!" I yelled back. With on final push and my amazing strength, just kidding, we secured the aliens in the attic. The females nails got caught and we snapped them off. Ha. Revenge!
"We broke off her nails!" Lee cried.
"We have to call the police!" Tom exclaimed, starting to run towards the door. Jake grabbed the back of his shirt and yanked him backwards.
"We need to fix Rory's neck!" He corrected, pointing at me. I was surprised he cared. Tom looked at me for the first time since I was scratched and his eyes grew wide. I guess I was a sight. Blood pouring from my neck I looked like something straight out of a horror movie… He grabbed my wrist and dragged me downstairs to the bedroom
"Guys, call the police. Jake, get me a washcloth and a wet towel!" Tom instructed the twins, then turning to Jake. They nodded and did what they were supposed to, I grabbed my cell phone to help. Nothing. What the hell?
"I got nothing." I said, looking at the handheld device.
"No signal here either." Jake added, walking back in with his phone in one hand and a washcloth and towel in the other. Tom looked at him and grabbed the cloths from him.
"Ours are dead too." The twins claimed, looking at their phone. Tom sighed and turned back to me. He began to clean the wound with the towel. Jake walked over and looked me over.
"Take off your shirt…" He instructed. My jaw dropped as I stared at him. Tom gave him a knowing look.. What does he know?
"So we can clean the wound!" Jake clarified, sending a look to Tom I didn't quite understand. Shrugging it off, I gently peeled off the bloody shirt, I placed it on the floor away from the carpet in order to clean it later. My shoulder was covered in blood. I looked like something straight out of a horror movie. Great.
"They're not deep enough to need stitches… But you will have scars… 3, from here to here." Jake said, poking my jaw line then the middle of my neck. I flinched.
"Let's disinfect it." Tom said. Oh hell no!
"Oh hell no!" I exclaimed.
"Rory. We need to. You don't want it to get infected… Who knows what that could have done to you." Jake explained, staring me directly in the eyes. I sighed. He was right... God I hate that fact... And since when did he care?
"Fine…" I muttered. After we got it disinfected and patched up, I went to change. I changed into a gray tight shirt and another pair of shorts. I walked back in and stood next to Jake.
"Now let's call the police." Tom said.
"How? Our cells are dead." I asked.
"Guys! This works!" Hannah exclaimed, we looked to see her standing next to the desk, where a rotary phone sat over. Lee launched over to her and started to hit it.
"There's no buttons! How are we going to use this?" He asked frantically, poking the phone's numbers.
"It's a rotary phone. You spin it." Tom explained, yanking the phone from Art's hand and spinning the dial. We held our breath as we waited for the phone to spin back to one. After a few minutes, someone picked up on the other end.
"There's an alien invasion at our rental house. Knee high beings, very violent!" He yelled. Yeah… That sounded normal…
"No! They're real! Look, I know this sounds crazy, but you have to believe me!" He continued.
"Hello? Hello?" He asked. Huh? He looked at us.
"What happened?" I asked. He looked at us all.
"We gotta tell our parents." Tom decided finally. We all went to walk out but a thump on the window made us all spin around. I was closest to Jake so I shoved him towards it. He gave me a look and turned back to the window. He inched forward and we all followed. He finally reached the window and slowly opened the drapes. The sight that greeted us made me jump and Hannah shriek. Right outside the window, Ricky was hanging upside down with a goofy look on his face. Damn…I hoped he had fallen all the way to the ground…
"Think he's still an alien zombie?" Tom asked. Jake looked back at us, then down at Hannah. She handed him her wand and he cautiously reached out and poked Ricky in the shoulder, all of a sudden he jerked to life and began speaking ,
"You are useless! Why aren't the mind control plugs working? You're the engineer! Figure it out! Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up! Fix it! Fix it you idiot!" He exclaimed. Wtf?
"He's not talking to us right?" Jake asked
"No. I think he's picking up their conversation. Like a Bluetooth." Tom said. Well he was just full of answers today! We turned back to Ricky.
"Are you telling me that the plugs only work on mature subjects?" He exclaimed.
"Why didn't we prepare for this! You have failed me! You incompetent piece of -translation not available-" He yelled. This made me giggle for some reason. Ricky's body began twitching so bad he snapped the rope he was hanging by and fell the rest of the way to the ground below. He landed with a sickening crunching sound. I laughed again. I got my wish after all.
"Did you hear that?" Tom asked.
"Yeah! Sounds like Ricky landed on his face." Art laughed. I laughed along with him.
"No! Those things they shot us. They're mind control plugs. They won't work on kids. It's like you said, we're wired differently." He said pointing at Jake. Wow… Jake was right again... There's something seriously wrong with this world... Maybe that fall knocked me out and I'm dreaming. I should pinch myself. Ouch! Nope.. Not dreaming.
"What about Ricky? They tagged him and he's Bethany's age." Jake asked.
"No! He lied. The tools in college!" Tom exclaimed. Oh shit! He didn't know?
"Their plugs don't work on kids." Art started
"That means we're safe." I added.
"That means we can fight." Jake agreed
"That means they're going to go after our parents…" Tom said.
"They're walking targets." He finished. I exchanged a look with Jake.
"We've gotta tell 'em! NOW!" Lee exclaimed, starting for the door. Tom reached out and stopped him.
"Whoa, whoa wait. Think about it. If our parents even go near those things they'll be zapped and end up zombies. Our own parents will attack us…" Tom said.
"We need the police! And their hardcore fire power." Jake decided, also beginning to walk out. Tom stopped him too.
"Great. Armed zombies." He said sarcastically.
"That's it. We're done." I said.
"Game over." Lee agreed.
"Game over for the grown ups." Jake corrected.
"But we can still fight back!" He said. He has definitely lost it if he thinks this is possible.
"You expect us to stop an alien invasion? On our own?" Art asked. Jake nodded.
"He's right. We're the only option." Tom agreed. Oh great. He's lost it too!
"But we can't tell anyone. No police." He started, pointing at Jake and I.
"No parents." He pointed at Lee,
"No exceptions." He pointed to Art.
"Got it?" He asked, turning to Hannah. Wait? Where'd she go? She was just right there… Oh no…
"Where'd she go?" I asked.
"Hannah!" Art exclaimed. We all ran from the room and down the stairs and into the kitchen. She stood there, explaining to the parents, in great detail, about the whole alien situation.
"Well let's hope not for your sake. We put a huge deposit on this house. You kids better not mess it up." Mrs. P said, sending us 3 older kids a pointed look.
"You heard her Tom. No more trouble." Mr. P added. Wow… Harsh much?
"It was just a video game! We shouldn't of let her watch… It's rated T for teens." Tom lied easily, placing a hand over Hannah's mouth. We all began to walk out of the room.
"Yeah… Teen violence… Really bad stuff there…" I murmured in agreement with Lee, Jake, and Art.
"Rory! What happened to your neck?" Mrs. Pearson exclaimed. Shit! Why can't they be oblivious like my parents?
"Oh! Well I was outside with Jake, and a few branches from a tree scratched me… Nothing big… I'm fine. Gotta go!" I said, bolting from the kitchen before they could reply. The others had just walked into the room when I caught up with them.
"Tommy! I'm scared… I don't like the mean aliens." Hannah whimpered. Tom turned towards her and knelt down to look her in the eyes.
"Don't worry Han… Just pretend it's a big game… A game that we're gonna win.. Just think about how little they are." He assured her. We all looked at him.
"Yeah. Little and deadly." Art scoffed. I slapped him upside the head. That was uncalled for! He glared at me, I glared back. There was absolutely no need to scare Hannah anymore.
"What do we do now?" I asked Jake. He was the war expert after all.
"We figure out their weakness." He said.
"They flew here from another galaxy… You really think they have a weakness?" Lee asked
"First rule of the warrior code: All enemies have a weakness." He said. Oh great… He's scheming… I can tell by the look on his face…
"How can we find out their weakness? It's not like we have spy gear." I said. He looked at me and nodded out the door.
"How did we get up on the roof?" He asked.
"We scaled the house." I replied. He looked at me knowingly. Within minutes, we were outside and he stood at the base of the plant thing we had used earlier. He turned to us.
"All right. Recons my specialty.. I'm going up." He said. He began his climb and I watched in anticipation, worried he might fall… Why I'm worried about my enemies wellbeing is beyond me…. But I was…
"You look scared." Tom stated, I looked at him,
"Well I a-a-am… I mean aliens… They're s-s-sketchy b-b-business…" I replied nervously, not looking at him.
"No.. I think you're scared for Jake." He said.
"W-w-w-what m-makes you th-th-think th-that?" I asked. Damn stutter. It happens when I'm nervous or scared… In this case.. I was both!
"You don't hate him." He stated. I looked at him.
"Do you forget he pushed me down a well when we were 7? Almost got me ran over when we were 8? Oh! And oh so kindly stuck gum in my hair when we were 9!" I exclaimed.
"All accidents." He said.
"Whatever… It took 9 months for my hair to grow back…" I snapped, touching my scalp. He chuckled and we stared up at Jake. He had made it to the window by now and was looking in. Tom went and joined him. Great! Now I'm even more worried. The waiting is what killed me… They were talking now.. Uh oh.. Jake lost his grip. He was hanging by one arm from the plant.
"JAKE!" I squeaked earning looks from the twins and Hannah. I turned to them.
"I'm not worried…" I said.
"Yeah right." Lee scoffed.
"TOM! HELP ME!" He yelled. Tom ignored him, he grabbed at Tom's shirt. But this caused the thing to break and the two came falling to the ground.
"Ouch.. That had to hurt." I shuddered. Jake glared at Tom and rubbed his shoulder.
Chapter 3. Donee. (: Tell me what you think. (: I typed this with a broken wrist! Heck yes! Anyway, next chapter will be up soon, pics of Rory are up.
Much Love.
Rhey(:
