The Alien Hunters

"It was a normal day. Completely normal. Or so we thought."

One death can transform the universe

“This was the day everything changed. Not just how we acted and lived but how everyone acted and lived, how the world was.”


2. Chapter One

Adi’s point of View

It was a normal day. Completely normal. Or so we thought.

We were the best of friends. We were never thought of as individual. It was always, look at those five or look, it’s the weird five.

This was the day everything changed. Not just how we acted and lived but how everyone acted and lived, how the world was.

“Hurry up, the book store closes in two hours!” Trina shouted at us, running toward the book store.

She was book obsessed, but as much as it annoyed us, we would do anything to see her reading all day, because that would mean nothing had happened. Everything would be fine.

We were in that book shop for one and a half hours, if only we had stayed longer. Then it wouldn’t have been her.

We walked out, completely unsuspecting, completely innocent.

It all happened so slowly. The deafening sound, followed by the blinding light. We were all thrown back. I landed on Bertie, Caleb was thrown into a tree and Irene went through a window.

A few seconds later the light was gone. With the sound still ringing in my ears I stood and helped Bertie up.

“You alright Adi?” She asked me.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” I said, “Caleb, you ok?”

“Yeah Ad, I’m wonderful. I’m gonna go find Trina.”

Always think positive. That was Caleb’s motto.

I walked over to where Irene was. There was glass everywhere.

Irene, unlike the rest of us, was not alright. Her arm was bent in a way that human arms were not meant to bend. She had lots of cuts all over her body from the broken glass she had landed on.

That was the moment. The moment that I prayed every night had just been a bad dream. The moment Caleb yelled.

I knew something was wrong as soon as it happened.

“Caleb never yells!” Irene said, looking at me.

We ran over to where he was. Bertie was already there. So was Trina.

That’s why he yelled, he had found her.

She was lying on the ground, her face pale, her breath heavy.

“I’m *cough* fine.” Trina’s voice was small.

“What’s wrong with her?” I said softly to Bertie.

“Look at her stomach.”

I could hear the tears in Bertie’s voice. I glanced at her face and she was crying. I slowly looked at Trina’s stomach.

“Oh my God.”

Where Trina’s stomach had once been, there was now a large hole. Blood was pouring out of it. She coughed again.

Her face was wet with Caleb’s tears, which were falling off his face onto hers. Caleb never cries. He is meant to be the strong one. The only one who didn’t cry for hours after we saw Titanic.

I didn’t cry. Not one tear. Not because I wasn’t upset. I was in shock. Little Trina, who forced us to watch scary movies, even though she was the one who was the most afraid of them.

“It will be ok. It will be ok. It will be ok.” Caleb was muttering over and over again.

“Are you *cough* reassuring me? Or *cough* yourself?”

This broke me. How could she still have a sense of humour when she was dying?

Caleb smiled half-heartedly through his tears. “A bit of both I guess.”

It was that moment when I watched one of my best friends die. It was that moment when I spoke the words that changed us.

“Who the hell are you?”

Everyone except Caleb looked up; he was crying and didn’t hear me.

There was a person standing there. Well, I say a person but it looked more like a giant, walking booger.

“My name is Nehtar Moc, I come to conquer the Earth and its people.” The booger like thing said.

“You killed her.” Caleb said. “YOU KILLED AN INNOCENT PERSON.”

“Her death was necessary.”

My fist hit booger dudes face before anyone could react.

“Adi please. Now Mr Moc, nobody’s death is necessary. Everybody’s life is important.” Irene said. Always the voice of reason.

“Humans are insignificant. If one gets in the way of my mission, they will die.”

Bertie looked like she was about to throw up. Whether from the blood everywhere or from the thought of this creature killing anything and everything that got in his way, I’m not sure. Caleb was still crouched over Trina. Irene was crying.

That was it. One thing I can’t stand is to see Irene cry.

I picked up a piece of glass from the floor and threw it at Nehtar.

He disappeared.

“WHAT THE HELL?” I screamed.

Bertie put her hand on my arm. “He teleported.”

How would she even know that? Did she suddenly know everything about booger creatures from planet who knows what?

Stop it Adi. These are your friends. It is not their fault. It is Nehtar Moc’s fault.

I made a decision at that moment that I would stop at nothing to kill him.

“I don’t care what it takes, I WILL find and I WILL destroy Nehtar Moc.” I vowed.

Caleb looked up. “He killed Trina, he doesn’t deserve a slow death.”

“I’ve read books of forms of torture that we could use.” Bertie said. An evil looking smile had appeared on her face.

“NO, STOP!” Irene said, her lip trembled. “Killing is what caused this in the first place.”

“I know you don’t like this, but he deserves to die.” Bertie said calmly.

“Fine, but if I get the opportunity to kill him, I won’t take it.” Irene firmly stated.

Honestly, none of us expected that she would agree to kill someone, let alone kill someone herself. We decided we would find and capture aliens who killed. We would become alien hunters.

So, that’s what we did.

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