Chapter Five
I decided to call 32975 Slimy from then on because he was a very slimy alien. Sometimes I would call him Buddy.
He also told me about his life.
On his planet, they lived inside holes in the ground.
He had a mother, a father, and an older brother.
Every alien on his planet had a name that was a number in our language.
His brother was the one who told him what to do.
Apparently, Boss sent out memos to every alien family and every alien had to bring him a human heart.
Well poor little Slimy didn't understand what was going on, so his older brother assigned him a reflection and he had to go kill that human, which was me, and bring my heart back to Boss.
I also found out that Slimy was about fourteen years old in human years.
Aliens from his planet grew and acted very similar to humans only aliens lived to be about three-hundred years old.
Aliens grew up very fast.
They hit their "teenage years" at around age ten.
Slimy was getting close to those years.
Keeping him hidden from my mom was hard.
She was very snoopy around me and was always worrying ever since my sister died.
I had to sneak food to Slimy at night. Even though he didn't like human food very much, he ate it anyway.
We discussed plans for our attack every day.
We agreed on only one option: to find his brother and escape to his planet.
If we made it to his planet and stopped Boss, then the humans would be saved right?
That is, what's left of the humans.
More and more of us died every day.
The worldwide population decreased rapidly.
After several months of research, we found out his brother was nearby.
One night, Slimy and I snuck out of my house to find his brother.
We were out in my garage going to my car when Slimy tripped over an old motorcycle helmet.
"Hey," he said in a small voice.
He picked it up and placed it on his little head.
It looked cool on him.
He smiled and we got in my car and drove for about an hour to find his brother.
We pulled up to an old abandoned house.
It looked creepy.
Slimy and I got out of the car and Slimy knocked on the door.
After about a minute later, the door creaked open.
A larger looking alien stuck his head out of the door when he saw us.
"32975," he said.
"509092," said Slimy.
509092 looked at me.
"Who is this?" he asked.
"My new friend, Jaycee. She's gonna help us save our planet in exchange we'll be saving hers," answered Slimy.
509092 looked at me.
"Your reflection was Slimy?" he asked me.
"Yes," I answered nervously.
He nodded.
"Slimy, I told you what you had to do," said 509092.
"I know brother but I can't. Jaycee is my friend. She'll save our lives," said Slimy.
"Well I guess so now. Boss will be sure to kill you both anyways so it doesn't matter," said 509092.
"We need help getting to your planet," I said.
"Hmm…Well I suggest using a rocket myself. Rockets are fast and it should only take about four years to get back to our planet," he said.
"What?" I questioned.
He chuckled.
"No, only about three days is all. Our rockets are built with our technology. They go super fast and they're fun," he said.
"Good, fun is important when our world is ending," I said.
"I know," said 509092.
Apparently he didn't understand sarcasm.
509092 led us outside to a giant rocket.
"That's it right there. I do sure hope that you two have a plan," he said.
I didn't have much of a plan after finding a rocket. I thought that would've been impossible enough.
Apparently not.
Slimy and I climbed onto the rocket and I put on a space helmet.
Slimy didn't need one because he had his motorcycle helmet on.
He put the visor down on his helmet.
"Hey cool, built-in sunglasses," he said happily.
509092 climbed into the rocket next to me.
"I wasn't going to come along with you two but I suppose I will since I know I'll never get the guts to kill my reflection human either. Also neither of you know how to fly this thing unless you're that great of a human," he said.
"No, no not really," is all I said.
He smiled and pushed a button.
"Please say a command," said a voice coming from somewhere inside the rocket.
It was the computer.
It sounded like my cell phone when I hit the voice command button.
"Fly home," he said.