Troy Bolton: Extraterrestial

"Chapter Seven"

"Boy, you're an alien. Your touch so foreign. It's supernatural, extraterrestial." - Katy Perry, E.T.

Gabriella screamed, "No! leave him alone! leave him alone!" The two man threw her inside of the hall closet taping her mouth shut and tying her hands together with a rope. Troy looked at the man, and narrowed his eyes, spitting out the gag in his mouth. "Let her go!-"

"You should be careful when you go to the woods." Troy bit his lip. Sharpay walked in, he turned to his daughter smiling, "Thank you sweetie."

She smiled, "No problem daddy." she glared at Troy, "you chose montez over me, so this is what you get!" Troy glared at her.

"Boys," her father spoke, "Get Gabriella out, and bring her to me." The men nodded, and went to the closet and grabbing Gabriella. They pulled the gag out of her mouth, and she had tears rolling down her cheeks.

She sniffled, "please..please don't hurt him, please.. he..he didn't do anything.. please.." she cried.

Troy tried to fight his way to her, but Mike nodded toward a big, heavy man with beefy hands. The man pulled out a silver case, and pulled out a needle and syringe with some kind of green liquid in it. Before long, the needle probed Troy's arm and it stung. "AH!" he screamed, his scream sounded more like a hiss-the sound a cat would make when someone stepped on it's tail. Mike nodded, "Take him upstairs to a room. We'll continue our work there." Troy fought, but the liquid they injected into him made his arms and legs numb. It wasn't long till he was practically dragged upstairs.

"Troy!" Gabriella screamed, trying to chase after them but the two men held her in place. Mike looked at her, "You should've come to me...or called the authorities Gabriella, do you know how serious this is?"

She shook her head, tears falling everywhere,"He didn't do anything! He just wants to go home! Let him go! Please!" Sharpay rolled her eyes, tapping her foot and crossing her arms. Mike sighed, "Gabriella...this is a huge discovery-"

"He's not an experiment!" She screamed, spitting in his face. "I'm truly sorry Gabriella...but it's for the best. Boys," he said, gesturing to the closet again. "In there with her."

Mike walked upstairs, putting on a mask and gloves, along with the others. Sharpay stood in the background, and watched them. They attached wires to Troy, he tried to fight them off of him, but he couldn't, he was to weak. "let's see how he reacts to needles, then we we'll move on to electricity." The doctors nodded, and grabbed a long needle from the dish, and poking his shoulder with it.

He jumped, gritting his teeth together and biting his lip. Every muscle in his body tensed; he wasn't going to give these...monsters the satisfaction of him screaming. He wasn't going to- "Now the big needle...no, the really thick, round one." Huh? Something jabbed in his stomach, and that he couldn't hold in. He screamed his pained-cat-hiss scream, Mike nodded, "note that...he screams, it sounds like a dying animal."

Troy wanted so desperately to be out of here. With Gabriella. In his ship. On his way home. "Again. More of that yellow stuff-wait...what is that? It's coming from his stomach.." he felt something smooth and cold dip into the concave wound on his stomach, and then a gasp after several beeps. "It contains blood cells like our blood does. It's his blood."

Mike's eyes widened, "Yellow blood."

Gabriella bit her lip, sitting in the corner. She sniffled, the two man weren't even paying attention to her. she spit the gag out of her mouth quietly, and used her teeth to bite the rope off; after about 5 minutes of biting, she got free, and looked up at the two men who were talking about french toast? She rolled her eyes, and began crawling to the secret door that lead upstairs.

Beeping of machines were heard, Troy layed there, becoming weaker and weaker by the second. Mike sighed, "Let's get the freezer, he's not going to make it long here." The doctors nodded walking downstairs. Mike smiled wrapping an arm around his daughter, "Sweetie, we don't get to spend time together, maybe we should do some alien hunting, or we can get some ice cream-"

"Eww ice cream, daddy, I don't eat carbs." she rolled her eyes going downstairs with him. Gabriella pushed up the secret door, and ran to the table. "Troy..Troy wake up.." his eyes were weakly opening,

"Gabi..help.." he whispered. She nodded, "I'm going to get you out of here, alright?" he nodded. se helped him off the table, helping him to the drive-way. Gabriella helped him into her car that her parents left for her in case of emergencies.. and right now was a big emergency. she helped him to the passenger seat, and got to the other side getting in and pulling out of the garage and driving towards the woods.

His head was against the window; he coughed, it hurt to open his eyes. Gabriella took one hand off the wheel, squeezing his hand. "Troy..." he coughed again, leaning his head further on the window. He looked pale; so pale and weak. Gabriella bit her lip, "is there anyway to call your family? Anyway at all?"

Troy slowly-weakly-opened one eye, "Commun..." cough "...communicator..on the ship." Gabriella nodded, driving through a redlight; squealing the tires as she made an abrupt turn to the left to go to the woods.

She looked in the rearview mirror, "Shit!" Troy looked at her, "what..?"

"Shh.." she calmed, "we just have company...uh...short cut!" she whipped the car around in a complete circle and then stepped on the gas. Driving toward the enemy cars. They were going to the woods, Troy was going to go home; nothing was going to stop them.