T.P.C. Chapter Two

Yes! Second chapter up and running. Sorry that I haven't been updating. I'm currently in the process of writing this and I've been focusing on my other story "Life Changes." (If you know anyone who likes Durarara, recommend my story) Now before I do the disclaimer

Discl-

No! I didn't say it yet! Anyway, I'd like to rant for a little bit. Am I seriously the only one to come up with a story like this? Seriously? Every time I try to look stories up about humans being raised by Yautja, they are either cross-overs or in no way resemble anything like this save one, and that story has been on hiatus for years. I mean, this couldn't be an original idea. Alas, I digress. Disclaimer!

Disclaimer: The ungrateful bastard doesn't own crap.

Hey!

Joshua laughed as he ran through the field of flowers. The eleven year old boy always had the time of his life when he was in the fields of their small colony's medicinal flowers. The wind blew through his brown hair as the sunlight reflected off his green eyes. After several minutes of running, the young boy collapsed onto the ground panting. He stared up at the clouds as the wind pushed them by. Out here, in the wide open fields of the sanitatem flowers, is where he felt free, where he felt truly content. Not that he had a problem with his life. He was quite happy with the quiet life the colony provided. His tranquility was soon interrupted by the sound of his stomach rumbling. Looking to the sun he saw it was close to lunch, and so the boy got to his feet and ran to his home.

Soon, the familiar grey housing units of the Tera IV Outpost came into view. He waved at the people he past. Most of them were in the square, unloading the supply ship that had come in. Due to all the recent pirate attacks on nearby colonies, large groups of soldiers were sent with the shipment. The medicine their flowers provided to Earth made their colony important enough to send colonial marines apparently. Being the kid he was, Joshua didn't pay much attention to it anyway.

Finally, he arrived at the last house in the compound. The name "Herthing" was printed on the house by the door. He pushed open the door to see his father setting sandwiches on the table. People say he looks just like him, but he doesn't see it. His dad's too old to look like him. His mom was already sitting down at the table, his baby brother in his high chair next to her. His mom had lighter green eyes than them but also had red hair. His little brother Samuel had red hair like their mom and his dad's green eyes. He heard from his friends that having a little brother was the worst but he didn't believe them. As Sam's older brother, Joshua always felt responsible for protecting the infant. He always took his responsibilities seriously. Finally sitting at the table, his family dug into their sandwiches.

"Do you think it's smart to bring all these marines here John? It could just bring attention to us," His mother said. Joshua only half listened as he was too young to really care about their talks. His dad thought a moment before answering her.

"Even if we didn't Catherine, the flowers reputation alone would bring pirates here. I may be good but even I can't fight a whole group of pirates on my own."

His father always talked like he had lots of experience fighting. He heard from some that he was a colonial marine at one time, but Joshua was never told. Plus he never saw his dad fight at all so he was skeptical. It was at that time that an explosion was heard from outside followed by screams, gunfire and something else he couldn't place. It almost sounded like roaring. His dad's eyes went wide as he heard the sound.

"Catherine, get the boys upstairs now!" he yelled as he ran to the other room. He went to a locker he kept in there; the one Joshua wasn't allowed to touch. He pulled out a rifle before running to the wall in front of the couch, grabbing the weird sword he mounted there; the one he also wasn't allowed to touch. His mother hadn't moved from her spot, too afraid to do anything.

"Johnathan, what's going on?" The screams were getting closer to their house.

"Just get them upstairs NOW!"

Now Joshua was getting scared. He had never seen his dad so worried. Catherine grabbed his arm and ran with him and his brother upstairs, turning into the first room on their right. They stopped at a small vent. They had two different vents in two different rooms, one for his brother and one for him, to make it harder to find them both in case anything happened. When she removed the lid, Joshua crawled in like he was taught to do.

"Alright you just stay here until I come for you, okay?"

"Okay mommy." She kissed his head.

"I'm going to go hide your brother. I love you," With that she replaced the vent before running out the room. Joshua nearly cried out as a large crashing noise was heard downstairs. Thunderous noise was heard all throughout the house as he plugged his ears to keep the sounds out. All of a sudden, it became a silence more deafening than the noises. He sat there for what felt like hours. After deeming it safe, he started to leave the vent, but stopped. Passing by the door were three figures he didn't recognize, but that's not what made him afraid, they were huge! They were bigger than his dad who was one of the tallest in the colony. He let out a sigh of relief as they passed the room Sam was in. After a minute, two of them left carrying something between them. He froze again when he heard something from the room they just came out of. It was laughter. It was Sam's laughter! Sam wasn't in the vent! The third and biggest one walked by the door. Joshua could see it was holding something.

'Its got my baby brother!'

As quietly as he could he could, he left the vent and made his way outside. Ignoring the carnage, he kept his focus on the group that had just entered the forest. Without a second thought of his own safety, he followed them. It was difficult to keep up as the forest was thick and they were clearly faster than him. Behind him, a massive explosion set off knocking him off his feet. He got back up as fast as he could and ran out to the clearing with his heart pounding. He looked up to where he could hear the sound of engines. His gaze traveled along the ship above him until it met with that of a monster. The same one that held his brother. The ramp closed cutting off his view from them as the ship left atmosphere.

'NO!'

Turning his head back he saw smoke rising from where the colony was.

'Mommy! Daddy!'

He ran back as fast as his young body could take him. When he finally entered the compound he collapsed to his knees, tears freely flowing from his eyes. All around him where there should be his home was nothing but ash. The once lush fields of sanitatem flowers were all gone replaced by soot. He fell against the ground wailing all his lungs were worth. He sat there for hours, the tears long running dry against his face. He barely noticed the shuttle landing in front of him.

"Joshua!"

He looked up to see a woman that could be described as the female version of his dad.

"Aunty Samantha!" he choked out. His voice was scratchy from the ash. She pulled him into a tight and desperate hug, tears stinging her eyes.

"Aunt Sam, they took him! They took my brother!" She looked at him with fear in her eyes.

"Who did?"

"The monsters, they took him into their ship!"

"Shhh shhhh, it'll be alright." She knew who he meant. She recognized the explosion from orbit. A marine waiting by the shuttle walked up to them.

"Major, we have to go."

"I know," she looked down at Joshua again. "Josh, honey, we have to go now."

Knowing it was no use arguing he simply nodded. She lifted him into her arms and boarded the shuttle. Joshua gazed out the port window seeing his world become smaller and smaller. He turned his gaze to the soldiers, their large weapons and muscle made them seem invincible. When he looked back out the window determination showed on his face.

'Don't worry Sam. I'll find you. I'll bring you home.'

Thanks for the reviews guys! If you could keep them coming that'd be great! Also, random guest, sorry the chapters are not longer but I am not a professional writer so you can't blame me. Casual reader thanks a lot for the advice and I'll be sure to use some of it.