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Chris Hendricks glanced at his shoulder,which was now bullet free,no injury shown probably as a result of the creature in front of him.

Their former surroundings had been replaced by the white landscape he now stood in. Looking around was nauseating as the white went on and on without any apparent end. Instead, he focused his eyes on the alien,curiosity written in his expression.

"Where am I?" he asked.

"A blank region of space created by the connection between both our minds." the stranger replied surprisingly. "My attempts to communicate with you psychically were unsuccessful,hence my reaction when you two fired at me with the projectile weapon." he continued. The words resounded in his mind,the lips the alien now had not making any visible movement.

Chris suppressed his irritation at why the alien could communicate now. Deciding, the logical step was to not aggravate the creature that had displayed the ability to shrug whatever was thrown at him and return it in kind.

"...and what...are you?" he said,after brief hesitation.

"My kind is called the Gal Luen or simply the Luen" it started. "I am the former prince of our planet. As the result of an...unfortunate event it was destroyed and I managed to escape to Earth during the aftermath."he said,noticeable discomfort in his tone after the brief pause.

" Well,I won't ask why you attacked us,that's kinda obvious" Chris replied,laughing nervously. "At least, everything's okay now" he finished.

"No" the alien said,a hint of regret in his tone. "I had not expected your species to be so fragile when it comes to damage and I am not a healer amongst my species."

"That can't be!" Chris said,whose eyes had been slowly widening throughout the alien's explanation. "I can't be dying" he stubbornly refused.

"In the real world,you're slowly bleeding out. I've managed to calculate an estimated time of five minutes to death from your progressive degeneration here." the alien said sadly.

The man looked down following the lead of the alien's pointed look. He finally noticed his body slowly fading,particles dissolving upon separation. An expression of calm acceptance appeared on his face as he realised he didn't have much time left with only part of his torso and arms remaining.

"...so what now?" he finally said.

"Now that communication has been established,I know I can communicate as such upon close contact but the difficulties are very much apparent..." he droned off. " request for your knowledge of this planet before our time runs out.

"How would you even do that?" Chris said,curiosity noticeable in his tone despite himself.

"It's a simple process my kind employs...employed to prevent information loss throughout generations." the alien said.

"...you'll have to do something for me too" he said, a smirk gracing his features.

"And what is that?" the alien replied.

"Account for your actions by becoming a superhero" the man said, a wide grin now apparent on his face.

The man only had a neck and a head remaining at this point. There was a pause encompassing a few seconds in the shared mindscape before the alien replied.

"And what is this super...hero you speak of?"

"Huh? It's kinda expected that you don't know what that is,given your recent arrival but..."Chris said,a bit surprised.

" Superheroes are kinda like...heroes with powers and unique abilities that protect the innocent from external and internal attack"

"Would my becoming a superhero make your passage easier?" the alien asked,intrigued.

"Yeah...just promise to keep an eye out for my daughter,the name's Lana Hendricks. She's eight." his tone becoming a tad reflective.

"I promise on my honor as a Luen" the alien said with conviction.

The blond haired man's head moved forward,the alien reciprocating his actions before a white glow surrounded them.

*end-of-scene*

The thick black gas entered through the window,moving morbidly towards it's target. The carpenter continued his work,humming ninety-nine bottles of wine on the wall not noticing the disturbance. He turned,some sixth sense warning him a little too late before the gas entered his body through his gaping mouth.

He slumped for a moment,body wracking in pain, his circulatory system turning green visibly through his now translucent skin. He stood slowly,his green body lacking any visible human traits,before letting out a disturbing groan.

*end-of-chapter*

AN:

No action this time.

More is revealed about our mysterious visitor.

Drastic measures are taken in the next installment and more.

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-CrimsonKing123