Jake slowly awoke to the slight roar of traffic outside his window and the brightness of the sun beating against his eyes. He flopped to the other side but there waited the gleaming blue eyes of his little brother.
“Finally,” the young Taylor proclaimed with a sort of impatience.
“Jeez, why the hell do you have to bother me so early in the morning?” Jake being 17 was either cramming or doing other random things during the night hours instead of sleep.
“It is 2:43 and you promised to take me downtown.” Taylor never forgot a promise. When an eight year-old it told he’ll get something, they’ll be sure they get it.
He rolled out of bed already dressed, why undress the night before?
“Let me get ready.” Taylor dashed off in a frenzy to retrieve money and what not he did or thought he needed.
Jake sat on the couch in the living and flicked on the TV.
‘Headlines today: UFO sightings have jumped up astronomically! Every Tom, Dick, and Harry has seem to spotted or been abducted by extra-terrestrials. This is no doubt due to the increase outer space activities, but scientist reassure us it’s just a random meteor shower.’
“Ok let’s go.” eagerly cried Taylor, and the journey began, “We first have to stop at the toy store, then the candy store, then the park, then…”
“I got it.”
“OK! Hey, Billy from down the street says he saw an alien.”
“I bet he did.”
“ Oh, yeah! He said it had long tentacle, and laser vision.” Taylor talked unstopping at high speed. “I’ve never seen one. Have you seen one? I didn’t think so because if you saw one then surely I had to have seen it. You know I bet that…”
Mid-sentence Taylor was cut off by an enormous thunder. No cloud infiltrated the sky, nor were there any trash trucks, or planes around. Everything froze except what seemed to be a falling star. It was a bright light like no other that just descended for the sky.
It was an egg; a big black egg. Slowly the lower regions split open to reveal legs or something of the sort. The intensity of heat being exerted burned the grass underneath to ash and dirt. The event as a whole could have been longer than a minute. The legs of this egg, this pod, this SHIP finally touched the ground a pierced a little. Nothing. No jets, no army, no explosion and no greeting.
“HEY!!” The first word, let alone sound, let out since the happening, and by no other then Taylor.
Jake quieted him with a cold stare.
*P-TSSSSSSSS* a cloud of gas escaped the creases of the craft. The crowd of breathless people…well humans now…slightly leaned forward from their current position to see the next happening. As was anticipated the back end of the ship, where the gas hissed away opened. It opened with a hurry as if on a deadline not a leisure trip. The door or now the steps gently padded the ground no soon then the thing within left it.
Green, squished face, thin, tall, almost stereotype. It constantly looked behind it, at its ship, above, as if already know where to go and that something was close behind. Not only did it seem to have a mission but it never ceased to be quiet. A constant low, craggily squawk. It was having a conversation to a thing that was at a place it apparently knew until it stepped in a puddle.
The wetness must have surprised it. It didn’t see what it stepped into instead what was fully around it. It immediately identified the houses and the people and slumped its back a bit and jolted its head back and forth. It backed of slowly, going back to the ship. The shy stepping back quickly turned to a mad dash. It would have been successful and left Earth’s history again if it wasn’t shot at.
A ravage explosion ripped up the ground next to the egg pod thing. Blue. Not man’s work. The quiet gazing crowd was transformed into a frenzy mob. Jake was just as frantic and ran for the house, but arrived at the door empty handed. Taylor! He desperately looked everywhere. Calling for him would solve nothing, the cries of the crowd drowned thoughts. He glanced at the black pod expecting to see the last sight of that green creature before it left, instead he saw a small, 8 year-old kid climbing in.
The race was on. With all might, will, courage and hope Jake sprinted for the pod. The explosions of the still oncoming barrage of blue hinder his safety but the true threat was the crowds. A constant stream, but if salmon can do it, why can’t Jake? The struggle was brutal but Jake got there; unscathed. He hurried in the pod to get his brother.
“We have to go!!! NOW!!!!!! Do you know what’s going on?” Jake grabbed Taylor by the arm but it was too late. There was no longer one ship on Earth.