Chapter 3! I'm actually really happy that I've had the time to write 2 chapters so far this weekend.

Just FYI, this chapter takes place about two hours after chapter 2.

Okay, I'm done talking… or writing I guess. Anyway, enjoy!

Sam's POV

"Sorry to end this conversation early, but I have to go home. My mom doesn't appreciate it when my brother and I aren't home for dinner," I said just as Danny was going to put up another argument on why waffles were better than pancakes. Why were we debating about breakfast foods? I don't even know!

"Aw, but the conversation was just getting so good," Cathy said.

"Yes, a conversation about pancakes vs. waffles is a very serious topic of conversation," I replied sarcastically.

"Whatever. I'll you tomorrow," Cathy said. I stood up and grabbed my backpack from the floor.

"I'll see all three of you tomorrow," I said waving at the boys. Danny waved back absent mindedly, (I think he was still preparing his next argument!). Chris actually waved at me with a smile. I really do love that smile.

"Bye!" I called as I walked out of the clubhouse. The sun was setting and it was beginning to get dark. The storm clouds in the sky had not yet gone away, and the sun effect from earlier had ended. But I had to admit that the sky still looked pretty with the different shades of red, yellow, pink, orange, and a little bit of blue and purple were scattered behind the dark clouds. You have to love the wonders of nature.

As I walked down Cathy's street on the way to my own, I thought about what had happened in the last two hours since school. We'd met that new kid Max. Then we'd gone back to the clubhouse, and no alien alerts came. So we had spent the day debating useless topics such as the pancake waffle thing. I do have to admit though, that I enjoy these no action days every now and then. I think we grow closer as a team wen we're all just talking, even if the topic of conversation is pointless.

A few of the streetlamps were turning on now as the sun continued to fade. I didn't mind walking at night; I actually found it quite peaceful. But tonight, something felt different then every other night. I felt like I was being watched. I know that sounds cheesy like in one of those horror movies, but I really did get the feeling that something was watching and possibly even following me. I turned around, just to make sure. No one was there. I sighed. I guess my imagination was just playing games on me.

I turned back around and continued walking. But the feeling didn't go away. I heard a bush rustle behind me. I whirled around to face… a bush. Nothing more. Just a bush, not a psycho killer hiding in the bush. I took a deep breath to try to calm me imagination. I don't know why it was getting so worked up tonight.

Then I heard a footstep from not too far behind me. I turned that way to once again see no one. But I couldn't have imagined that sound. Could I? Nothing moved anywhere on the street. I really had to get home before I became to paranoid to even walk. I turned back around to continue down the street, and came face to face with a familiar winged alien.

"Hello, Samantha," Nossida said coolly. I tried to turn back around and run away as fast as I could, but Nossida was faster than me. He had already grabbed my wrist and was holding me where I was. I couldn't run; he was stronger than me.

"Why the hurry?" Nossida asked. "I haven't seen you in a while."

"That's a good thing," I said back, trying to pull myself free. But it was hopeless. Nossida was way stronger than me and I'd never get free from him unless he wanted me to. I was trapped.

"Now, now. Why so hostile?" Nossida asked, the fake sweetness in his voice. I knew that side of him well. Nossida was good at pretending to be something he's not. Why he was trying to deceive me now, I couldn't say. I already knew he was no good.

"I don't know, maybe because you pretty much tried to destroy the Earth last time we saw each other," I said in an icy tone. I avoided making eye contact with the alien.

"I wasn't trying to destroy the Earth," Nossida corrected. "I was trying to create the ideal planet for aliens."

"Which involves killing the life forms that were already living on the planet," I said.

"Exactly. So that's not destroying the Earth, that's destroying the things that live on the Earth," Nossida explained.

"I'm done talking about this. What are you doing here and what do you want with me?" I asked, trying to pull away again.

"I came here to help a friend of mine," Nossida answered. "They, too, have a plan for this planet. And since I got so close to achieving my goal last time, they figured that together we could actually succeed." Well that didn't sound good coming from a bad guy.

"What's the plan this friend of yours has?" I asked.

"To take over the Earth," Nossida answered. "She wants to take over it solely for the purpose of conquest because she's in a competition with her brother to see how many planets they can conquer. It's quite interesting actually. And now she wants to add Earth to her list."

"What do you mean by take over?" I asked. "Would she just claim Earth as hers, or would she actually try to enslave the humans and rule over them like a dictator?"

"Probably both," Nossida answered.

"But you can't do that," I said.

"I can," Nossida replied.

"No you can't," I said.

"You wanna bet?" he responded.

"No," I replied.

"Then let's drop the subject," he suggested.

"I agree," I said. "Now let me go."

"Oh no, I'm not finished yet," Nossida said, slightly tightening his grip on me. "You see, I wouldn't just tell you what I'm up to without a reason. You know I'm smarter than that, Samantha."

"Okay. Now what's your reason?" I asked, getting really tired of this.

"My friend and I have been working out a plan for a long time. And we've always been missing one piece: a deceiver. We need someone who can get on the inside of our enemy; the MBC. Someone who will be able to sneak around them under their radar so we can carry out our plan. And that someone, is going to be you, Sam," Nossida explained. I finally looked him straight in the eye.

"Wha-What?" I stuttered, unable to form any other sound.

"I need you to join me on the dark side," Nossida explained again in easier words. But I would've understood it no matter how he chose to say it. The message was still the same.

"I-I won't do it!" I cried, struggling to pull away with all of my strength. Nossida gripped me tighter, actually starting to hurt me. "YOU CAN'T MAKE ME DO THIS!"

"You'd be surprised, Samantha. I really do think I can make you do it," Nossida said calmly.

"There is no way that you could ever force me to betray me friends," I hissed, glaring at him since I was unable to get away from him.

"I still think I can," Nossida said. "See this?" He showed me a small red sphere that was no bigger than button. "This is called a Senseographer. And this…" He pulled out a purple sphere of the same size. "…is a Glaciolus. Notice how they look similar." I just glared at him in reply.

"Both of these items can be absorbed into the bloodstream of any life form from any planet. And they procure the same results in every life form. But their results differ. The Senseographer prevents someone from spilling a secret. The Glaciolus will kill the life form it is absorbed into upon the request of the person who administered the Glaciolus. And as you can see, I'm in possession of both."

"How does that effect me?" I asked.

"Well, let's just say that I have more than one of each other these. But I seem to have three less Glacioluses than I had when I got here," Nossida said. "I wonder where they could've gone in the town of four of my worst enemies…"

"You didn't!" I exclaimed, my eyes widening in fear. "How? When? Where?" Nossida smiled wickedly.

"That part will remain a secret. But the fact of the matter is that the life of your three best friends now rests in my hands," he replied coolly, showing me a little green button that was now in charge of my friends' lives. "And as for you…"

Nossida grabbed my hand that he was already somewhat holding and pressed the red Senseographer into my palm. The little sphere melted into my hand. Talk about weird!

"…you're going to keep your mouth shut," Nossida continued. "Because there is a second part to the Senseographer that I forgot to mention. The one who administered the device to you knows when you slip up and spill the secret. So, if you do tell, you know what I will do." He showed me the button again.

"So what do you say, Samantha? Will you join me?" Nossida asked, finally letting me go. Yet for the first time tonight, I actually would have preferred him holding me. My legs were shaking too much for me to stand any longer. I feel to my knees. I didn't have a choice.

"Yes," I whispered.

Nossida's POV

"Good choice," I said with a smile. "I shall come for you tomorrow when my friend arrives." I left Sam kneeling on the sidewalk tears silently falling down her cheeks. Was I pleased with making her so upset? Yes. Yes I was.

But I was even happier upon what I'd walked away with. There had been a letter in Sam's pocket and I'd taken it without her noticing. Was it an important letter? I don't know. But what ever it was, I had it and it was unopened.

THE LETTER!

So Nossida's back. And who's this new evil?

Find out in chapter 4!

Read on!