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Back in the real world, the alien known as Siluet Eó moved his hand back to his side. The action coincided with Chris' death,the Caucasian male falling onto his back,dead before he even hit the ground.
A myraid of black strand like energy split from Siluet's body forming a shroud of energy around him. His body was obscured from the view of any imaginary onlooker and remained so for a couple of minutes. Suddenly, the energy vanished and the alien's new form was revealed. A six feet two tall black man,estimated age twenty-three,of average build. Hair falling down in a messy fringe obscuring one of his eyes,non-descript face that hadn't completely lost the baby fat of childhood. The alien's new form wasn't one you would glimpse and remember, a form that fitted in the shadows...appropriate.
The only problem with the form was his glaring lack of clothes. He paused in thought for a moment before rushing to the town at an impressive speed.
The information revealed from the deceased father had been revelational. The dominant species on the planet being the homo sapiens,which he believed he could pull off after acquiring Chris' knowledge of humans' accepted social norms and actions.
The only perceived setback he admitted was the side-effect of absorbing another's knowledge. He had not been as precise as he would have been with one of his own specie,and as such his new attachment to his...Chris' daughter.
Even as his mind urged him to acquire clothes and properly settle into this new civilization, his heart rebelled in it's insatiable desire to reach Lana. It didn't hamper his ability to make rational thought,his experience sealing off his emotions during battle had made sure of that. His heart still throbbed when he thought of the girl's reaction to her father's death.
Slipping into Briartown,he utilised some of his soulforce to melt into the shadows around town. His human body was now unnoticeable to anyone approaching. The action though unbelievable to humans was mundane in it's application to him. He travelled through the shadows,finding a relatively quiet store and snuck in. He melted out again cautiously,slowly gaining found the store owner asleep,a bottle of human alcohol beside her. He found appropriate casual clothing,ripped jeans and a muscle shirt. He put on a pair of sneakers and moved to leave the store. Rethinking his action,he grabbed a bag and stuffed it with some other clothes. He slipped out again via shadow.
*end-of-scene*
A diminutive girl,blond hair cut short in a bob,glared at the teenager in front of her. The teen girl had been employed by her dad to watch her for the weekend while he was out. Her regular babysitter,old Nancy was indisposed and she had to settle for this make-up wearing,button pressing...
Her limited vocabulary couldn't bring her anger into fruition,so she had to settle for a glare that would kill if she had the ability. She wanted to visit her dad at work but the older girl had forced her to stay in,moaning inconveniences and acting like she was dumb. She was a big girl and she could take care of herself. All this could have been avoided if her dad had let her take care of herself like she always wanted.
The teen went to the bathroom,keeping an eye out the open door for any escape attempts form her. She would like to but realised any such attempts would be easily foiled. She settled for sulking instead. She frowned when she didn't hear from the babysitter for some minutes,moving to check on her she found water tainted green flowing from the tap and the teen writhing on the floor and moaning. She watched in shock as her complexion turned sickly green before her eyes. The teen stood,staggering slightly and groaned. The teen...thing stumbled towards her slowly,arms outstretched, and Lana was finally shocked out of her momentary paralysis by the feel of the thing's cold hands on her. She twisted out of it's surprisingly strong grip and ran screaming. Luckily,it wasn't very fast and even with her short legs she managed to outrun it and escape the house.
The situation outside her home wasn't any better as she found the denizens of the town in the same state as her former babysitter. Her frantic escape had alerted them to her presence and they turned towards her and started their slow approach. Her shock at their appearance forced her to take an involuntary step backwards and she fell into the outstretched arms of the thing she had left behind in the house.
She squirmed trying to escape it's seemingly superhuman grip,she felt disgusting breath on her neck and felt the worst pain she had ever experienced around her collar bone. She arched her back at the pain,eyes closed as she screamed in pain. She slowly felt something in her changing and groaned in desperation. She never noticed the thing behind her lose it's head and collapse to the ground.
*end-of-scene*
A pair of axes materialised in his outstretched hands and he continued his path of destruction through the zombies around Chris' home. Springing back,he replaced the weapons with two machine guns firing into the small crowd. It was all over in a few seconds as the remaining zombies fell at the damage inflicted to their brains which had been infected.
"Fuck!" he thought,trying out the human curse word.
Thoughts flicking from how they had followed him here to anger at their daring to touch what was his to if he still had enough time to save her. Falling to his knees beside her,he concentrated, creating a vial of the antidote from nothing but his held her down as she trashed and forced the antidote down her throat. She relaxed for a few seconds and he signed in relief. He was soon perturbed once more as she continued her convulsions and her skin rapidly changed to light green. He paled,mind working rapidly to fix this. He realised the problem was in the biological differences between their species. Thinking fast,he cut himself open with a blade before vanishing it and replacing it with another antidote vial. He uncorked the new vial letting his blood flow from the wound into the vial even as it slowly closed up from his soulforce's attempt to return him to tip-top condition.
The impromptu blood transmission worked as he watched fascinatedly as she regained her normal skin tone and the injury slowly closed up. He sighed in relief and stood,happy that he'd kept his promise. Grabbing her comatose body,he turned and sprinted out of the town. He deposited her body far enough out of town to escape what he was about to do.
These creatures were one of the reasons his home planet had been destroyed and he knew just how dangerous they were. Confident in his reasons,he set out to do what he had to do,as inhumane as it was.
Four of his soul clones,perfect in their similarities except for the distinction of having only one weapon each and the inability to heal themselves split themselves from his main body heading to the four cardinal points of his town.
He headed to the centre,hacking through a couple of zombies as most had started heading out of the town they had completely turned.
The centre of the town was a fountain with a maiden from whose mouth water leaned over the edge before creating a metal orb with a light green throbbing core and depositing it. He felt the drain in his soulforce and gasped,feeling weaker than he had felt in a long while.
He headed back out careful to avoid any zombie stragglers as he wasn't sure he could handle a single zombie in his state. His clones fights and the creation of the orb had taken a toll on the alien. He escaped town, leaping into the trees and taking a deep breath as he balanced on a branch. He waited a few minutes before realising his clone's attempts at herding the zombies back in had been successful. His face wore a wry smile as he stared at the sign outside of town. It wrote Briartown,population 2000. His clones dissipated,their job completed and he grabbed Lana and rocketed off the branch and into the forest.
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Seconds later,the town was engulfed in a briliant explosion. The shockwave broke through a few trees as the town was engulfed in green flame. The town was unnaturally quiet...all groans,all sounds had ceased.
Siluet remembered the emotions and the incidents he had shared with the people of Chris'...his town and finally let a single drop fall.
*end-of-chapter*
AN:
That was pretty good,right?
This fic takes me where it wants to so...
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-CrimsonKing123