Day 199 – Whirlwind – Where It Ends

She huddles in the corner of the room, as it shakes violently, the wind howls furiously, as it slams into the side of the building, she presses her hands tightly to her ears, and yells at him, as he stands in the centre of the room, holding his hands out, symbolically. He looks down at her and smiles.

“Sister, why do you hide, it’s coming to take us home, rejoice,” he says with a laugh.

“STOP IT!” She screams.

“Stop what? This? We can’t stop this, not now, they are almost here, they are coming to save us, to take us home, where we belong.”

“YOU FUCKING FOOL, STOP IT, THEY’RE NOT COMING TO SAVE US, THEY’RE COMING TO KILL US!”

He turns his head to the side, a confused look on his face, “Kill us? Why would our people do that? We are their lost children, that are coming to take us home.”

“YOU’RE WRONG, DON’T YOU GET IT, MUM AND DAD RAN FROM THEM, BECAUSE THEY STOLE SOMETHING, SOMETHING THEY WANT BACK, SOMETHING THEY WILL KILL US FOR!”

He drops his arms, and the room stops shaking, “What did they take?”

Slowly, she takes her hands of her ear, and awkwardly get to her feet. “This,” she says, holding out her hand, he looks at her hand, then back up into her face.

“There’s nothing there,” he says, curling his lip and raising an eyebrow.

“Everything’s there, don’t you see, us, we’re what they stole.”

“Us? I don’t understand?”

“You don’t understand, because you never listen,” a voice says from the doorway, they both turn to face a man, his skin blue, void of emotion, as are his green eyes.

“What’s she talking about Dad, why would they want to kill us?”

“Because, many, many moons ago, when you two were but specks, you were bonded with a piece, each, of the amulet of Rana’mar, a powerful weapon, that in the hands of those who wish to do wrong, could destroy the whole universe. Your mother and I fled our home, to protect you, to, save you, while, the others, the greedy, the spiteful, the wicked, desire to rule, to, control the  very fabric of existence, and you two, would give them that power. So, that, is why they would want to kill you, so they could reform the amulet, and rule the galaxy.”

He laughs, “Y-Y-You’re joking, r-rig-right?”

He father stares at him for some time, before smiling, “Of course I am.”

The boys nervously smiles, and looks at his sister, “S-S-See, they wouldn’t kill us.”

“Oh, they’ll kill you, that you can be sure, you see, the reason why we left our home world was that I killed their king, and they swore bloody vengeance on my blood line,” he says, as he grabs his son by the shoulder, and squeezes. “And that’s the real reason why, if they ever found us, they’d kill you both on site.”

END

4 Comments Add yours

  1. Your story brings home an interesting point. The Aliens are always so serious. It’s good that your story has a little ball-busting from a man with blue skin.

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    1. We believe whatever story the aliens tell us, and there is always some mythical journey after pieces of amulets/tablets/coins and what not, so, why not have something simple like an assassination, wrapped in a over the top story that is full of gas🙂

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      1. You are right, not only are the aliens humorless, we always believe whatever they say, uncritically.

        Like that prick E.T. the Extra Terrestrial. Shows up and hides in the kids’ basement and everyone is protecting him from being found. What if he were actually an alien drug smuggler, or child molester or something?!? Or maybe he is the disgraced former dictator of a small galaxy, and his former subjects are rightfully out to find him and bring him to justice.

        Damn, I was going to go to bed for once, now I gotta kick around story ideas and plot twists about con artist aliens.

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      2. Absolutely, we take them for granted on their word, but, what if they are just tell us a big hairy one because they don’t want to be found because they are a wanted fugitive.. Haha, I’m intrigued what you’ll come up with 👍 E.T. being a child molester is almost factual, where did he touch you with his glowing finger Elliott?

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