Abducted
05/11/2009 Filed in: Jack
Chapter 1
"An F?" I shouted. "How'd I get an F?" "I'm sorry Charles, but you didn't fill in the requirements of the assignment." Mrs. Garcia said calmly. "That was your last chance to get your score up to a C. You flunked." I was horror-struck. "But there's another paper due next Monday. Can't I get my grade up that way?" "I said I'm sorry Charles. The only way to get your writing grade to pass is to get a solid A+." Mrs. Garcia went to pass out the rest of the papers. This can't be happening, I thought.
Chapter 2
With six wild, younger siblings at home, it was rare moment that I got true peace and relaxation. One of the places I go is a hill behind my house. So, after I finished my math and science homework, that's exactly what I did. So, I was walking along a grassy hill top, and wondering how the heck I was going to write about a true adventure that happened to me. See, nothing ever happens in my life. Get up, eat breakfast, argue with my 11 year old sister over the bathroom, (she always wins) go to school, come home, do homework, go to bed. That is my schedule. Weekends are even duller. I strode along the crest of the hill. Twilight was falling. Maybe I could fake it, I thought. Bandits could rob my house. Or my family could get lost on an ocean cruise! I was walking along, thinking thoughts like this, when there was a loud humming, and, in a flurry of lights, a dome shaped object materialized in front of me. I knew I should have run then, but my legs wouldn't move. A bright light shot out of a tube from the craft. It sunk into my chest through my shirt. Then the world went black.
Chapter 3
I woke in a cubeish, silver room. I slowly sat up. In front of me, there was an odd box that seamed like a table. Next to it , there were two uneven stools. At the far side of the room, there was a large screen with a panel holding a million buttons in front. Leaning over the panel, were the two most strange creatures ever seen. They had brownish, bumpy skin, and weird tentacle like things protruding from their torsos. One wore what seamed to be a bright red vest. The other, a deep blue one. It appeared they only had two arms, but I wasn't sure. I scanned the walls of the room. No visible way out. One of the things turned around and quietly said something to his companion. The other whirled around with something that looked a lot like a pistol. At that point, my legs finally decided to run. I jumped to my feet and crashed into thin air. "Don't try to run." said the first creature. "Our warp field is impenetrable." "Are-Are-uh, Are you aliens?" I stammered. "To you, yes." growled the red vested one. "I am Zobukc, and my lieutenant is Arthrist-Kahn." "How can you speak English?" I asked, trying not to sound rude. "I don't you idiot! I speak
Rojohnese!" Zobukc cried in flawless English. "You're wearing a translator. It grabs all the words going into your Listening Organ," "Ear." I corrected quietly. "And lets them continue through in whatever language you speak." "Oh," was all I said Boy, getting abducted by aliens makes you tired. I stretched out in the warp field and fell asleep.
Chapter 4
When I sat up, Zobukc and Arthrist-Kahn were standing by the view screen. The question that I had carried the whole trip suddenly boiled over and burst. "Why did you take me?" I blurted. Zobukc turned and said quietly, "Our world is debating over whether there is other life in the universe. "My country, Rojohnia, sent us to find life. When we spotted your planet we..." he trailed off. There was a klaxon blaring, and a robotic voice was saying, "INCOMING! INCOMING!" Through the view screen, I could see an object hurtling towards us at an incredible speed. Arthrist-Kahn twisted a nob sharply. The ship corkscrewed. Zobukc slammed a button on the wall. The floor buckled and a wall crumpled. Zobukc flew across the room. I would have gone with him if it wasn't for the warp field. The ship gave a final jolt and was still. There was a small fire burning by the control panel, but it was doused by a jet of green foam. Zobukc lay on a pile of debris, a white liquid oozing from his forehead. Somehow, I knew we were floating, although I didn't feel it. Arthrist-Kahn climbed from under the table. One of his arms hung limply at his side. "What a mess!" This was the first time I'd heard the the alien speak the whole trip. He moved to the screen. An odd combination of squiggles and dots appeared in front of him. "This is very bad." Arthrist-Kahn said. I stood up. "What's bad?" The alien turned around. "The asteroid disconnected the quantum generator cord. We have no power going to our engine. I could easily contact the nearest Rojohnian cruiser and we'll be rescued in an hour." "Then what's the problem?" I asked. "The problem is that we've been pulled into the gravitational pull of the star, SU68 MED 12." "How long until we hit it?" I didn't really want to know the answer. "Impact not necessary." he said, "We'll be incinerated by it's corona in," he glanced at the screen. "About six of your minutes." He gave a weak smile. Arthrist-Kahn was right. This was very bad.
Chapter 5
We both starred ,in a shocked silence, at a 3-D version of a star. It was slowly getting bigger. I broke the spell. "Can we get the generator reconnected?" Arthrist-Kahn turned slowly. It was obvious he was scared. "The connection cord is inside the service tunnel. The robot we use to do repairs was fried in the crash; and I'm to big to do it manually." I looked the alien over. He was at least two heads taller than me, and twice as wide. "Maybe I could do it." I suggested. A smile crossed his face. Arthrist-Kahn pressed a button on the control panel. A door slid open by the wall. He twisted another nob. A loud humming filled the room. "The warp field is gone. Go!" As I crawled through the opening, a countdown appeared on the view screen. The jumble of lines was impossible to understand, but the computerized voice that began made perfect sense. "THREE MINUTES TILL IMPACT."
Chapter 6
I crawled through the tunnel. The going was hard due to my lack of space. I could still hear the countdown, telling me how long it was till I died. I reached the correct spot just as the computer said "ONE MINUTE, TEN SECONDS." There was a board with four different outlets. I found the cord. Five prongs stood out from the end. They seamed to match each of the outlets. I tried the first one. No good. It took several seconds to get it out. Crucial seconds. The second outlet did nothing. It took much work but I got it out. "FORTY SECONDS." I tried the third one. The cord went in easy. I prayed this was the right one. There was a small explosion. Sparks showered my arms. The outlet was a blackened mess. Where was the cord? I searched. The cord lay about a foot from my arm. I fumbled with it. "TEN SECONDS." I tried to fit it into the final outlet. It wouldn't work! "SEVEN SECONDS." I turned the cord, hoping it was just being put in wrong. "FIVE SECONDS." The cord fit! There was a pause. Then, the air went red. Fire seamed to be licking at my body. Suddenly, I was thrown back. My head hit the wall. The tunnel swirled. My body felt like it was turning into sand and was falling to the floor. As my legs disintegrated, a strong arm grabbed my shoulder. I was hauled out of the tunnel.
Chapter 7
When I woke, my head hurt. Zobukc was conscious. He sat on one of the stools. "So boy, you're awake." I nodded. Arthrist-Kahn was at the screen. "Approaching Earth now!" he said. It took me a moment to understand what he meant. "You're- You're taking me home!" Zobukc beckoned me over. "Arthrist told me what you did. It was very brave. The way I see it, we can just say your planet was barren and lifeless." "If that's coming from who I think it is, you're a god!" Arthrist-Kahn said to me, with a smirk. A smile crossed my face. I was lowered doun to where I had been taken, and as I watched the ship disappear, I thought, What a story this will make!
Epolog
" I thought, what a story this will make!" A polite applause came from everyone in the class. Mrs. Garcia stood up. "I quite liked that story. At some parts I felt like I was there." I smiled "But wasn't that a bit far feached? Maybe robbers, or getting lost in the ocean. But aliens?" It was like a dream as Mrs. Garcia marked an F on my paper. She didn't believe my story. Do you?
The End
"An F?" I shouted. "How'd I get an F?" "I'm sorry Charles, but you didn't fill in the requirements of the assignment." Mrs. Garcia said calmly. "That was your last chance to get your score up to a C. You flunked." I was horror-struck. "But there's another paper due next Monday. Can't I get my grade up that way?" "I said I'm sorry Charles. The only way to get your writing grade to pass is to get a solid A+." Mrs. Garcia went to pass out the rest of the papers. This can't be happening, I thought.
Chapter 2
With six wild, younger siblings at home, it was rare moment that I got true peace and relaxation. One of the places I go is a hill behind my house. So, after I finished my math and science homework, that's exactly what I did. So, I was walking along a grassy hill top, and wondering how the heck I was going to write about a true adventure that happened to me. See, nothing ever happens in my life. Get up, eat breakfast, argue with my 11 year old sister over the bathroom, (she always wins) go to school, come home, do homework, go to bed. That is my schedule. Weekends are even duller. I strode along the crest of the hill. Twilight was falling. Maybe I could fake it, I thought. Bandits could rob my house. Or my family could get lost on an ocean cruise! I was walking along, thinking thoughts like this, when there was a loud humming, and, in a flurry of lights, a dome shaped object materialized in front of me. I knew I should have run then, but my legs wouldn't move. A bright light shot out of a tube from the craft. It sunk into my chest through my shirt. Then the world went black.
Chapter 3
I woke in a cubeish, silver room. I slowly sat up. In front of me, there was an odd box that seamed like a table. Next to it , there were two uneven stools. At the far side of the room, there was a large screen with a panel holding a million buttons in front. Leaning over the panel, were the two most strange creatures ever seen. They had brownish, bumpy skin, and weird tentacle like things protruding from their torsos. One wore what seamed to be a bright red vest. The other, a deep blue one. It appeared they only had two arms, but I wasn't sure. I scanned the walls of the room. No visible way out. One of the things turned around and quietly said something to his companion. The other whirled around with something that looked a lot like a pistol. At that point, my legs finally decided to run. I jumped to my feet and crashed into thin air. "Don't try to run." said the first creature. "Our warp field is impenetrable." "Are-Are-uh, Are you aliens?" I stammered. "To you, yes." growled the red vested one. "I am Zobukc, and my lieutenant is Arthrist-Kahn." "How can you speak English?" I asked, trying not to sound rude. "I don't you idiot! I speak
Rojohnese!" Zobukc cried in flawless English. "You're wearing a translator. It grabs all the words going into your Listening Organ," "Ear." I corrected quietly. "And lets them continue through in whatever language you speak." "Oh," was all I said Boy, getting abducted by aliens makes you tired. I stretched out in the warp field and fell asleep.
Chapter 4
When I sat up, Zobukc and Arthrist-Kahn were standing by the view screen. The question that I had carried the whole trip suddenly boiled over and burst. "Why did you take me?" I blurted. Zobukc turned and said quietly, "Our world is debating over whether there is other life in the universe. "My country, Rojohnia, sent us to find life. When we spotted your planet we..." he trailed off. There was a klaxon blaring, and a robotic voice was saying, "INCOMING! INCOMING!" Through the view screen, I could see an object hurtling towards us at an incredible speed. Arthrist-Kahn twisted a nob sharply. The ship corkscrewed. Zobukc slammed a button on the wall. The floor buckled and a wall crumpled. Zobukc flew across the room. I would have gone with him if it wasn't for the warp field. The ship gave a final jolt and was still. There was a small fire burning by the control panel, but it was doused by a jet of green foam. Zobukc lay on a pile of debris, a white liquid oozing from his forehead. Somehow, I knew we were floating, although I didn't feel it. Arthrist-Kahn climbed from under the table. One of his arms hung limply at his side. "What a mess!" This was the first time I'd heard the the alien speak the whole trip. He moved to the screen. An odd combination of squiggles and dots appeared in front of him. "This is very bad." Arthrist-Kahn said. I stood up. "What's bad?" The alien turned around. "The asteroid disconnected the quantum generator cord. We have no power going to our engine. I could easily contact the nearest Rojohnian cruiser and we'll be rescued in an hour." "Then what's the problem?" I asked. "The problem is that we've been pulled into the gravitational pull of the star, SU68 MED 12." "How long until we hit it?" I didn't really want to know the answer. "Impact not necessary." he said, "We'll be incinerated by it's corona in," he glanced at the screen. "About six of your minutes." He gave a weak smile. Arthrist-Kahn was right. This was very bad.
Chapter 5
We both starred ,in a shocked silence, at a 3-D version of a star. It was slowly getting bigger. I broke the spell. "Can we get the generator reconnected?" Arthrist-Kahn turned slowly. It was obvious he was scared. "The connection cord is inside the service tunnel. The robot we use to do repairs was fried in the crash; and I'm to big to do it manually." I looked the alien over. He was at least two heads taller than me, and twice as wide. "Maybe I could do it." I suggested. A smile crossed his face. Arthrist-Kahn pressed a button on the control panel. A door slid open by the wall. He twisted another nob. A loud humming filled the room. "The warp field is gone. Go!" As I crawled through the opening, a countdown appeared on the view screen. The jumble of lines was impossible to understand, but the computerized voice that began made perfect sense. "THREE MINUTES TILL IMPACT."
Chapter 6
I crawled through the tunnel. The going was hard due to my lack of space. I could still hear the countdown, telling me how long it was till I died. I reached the correct spot just as the computer said "ONE MINUTE, TEN SECONDS." There was a board with four different outlets. I found the cord. Five prongs stood out from the end. They seamed to match each of the outlets. I tried the first one. No good. It took several seconds to get it out. Crucial seconds. The second outlet did nothing. It took much work but I got it out. "FORTY SECONDS." I tried the third one. The cord went in easy. I prayed this was the right one. There was a small explosion. Sparks showered my arms. The outlet was a blackened mess. Where was the cord? I searched. The cord lay about a foot from my arm. I fumbled with it. "TEN SECONDS." I tried to fit it into the final outlet. It wouldn't work! "SEVEN SECONDS." I turned the cord, hoping it was just being put in wrong. "FIVE SECONDS." The cord fit! There was a pause. Then, the air went red. Fire seamed to be licking at my body. Suddenly, I was thrown back. My head hit the wall. The tunnel swirled. My body felt like it was turning into sand and was falling to the floor. As my legs disintegrated, a strong arm grabbed my shoulder. I was hauled out of the tunnel.
Chapter 7
When I woke, my head hurt. Zobukc was conscious. He sat on one of the stools. "So boy, you're awake." I nodded. Arthrist-Kahn was at the screen. "Approaching Earth now!" he said. It took me a moment to understand what he meant. "You're- You're taking me home!" Zobukc beckoned me over. "Arthrist told me what you did. It was very brave. The way I see it, we can just say your planet was barren and lifeless." "If that's coming from who I think it is, you're a god!" Arthrist-Kahn said to me, with a smirk. A smile crossed my face. I was lowered doun to where I had been taken, and as I watched the ship disappear, I thought, What a story this will make!
Epolog
" I thought, what a story this will make!" A polite applause came from everyone in the class. Mrs. Garcia stood up. "I quite liked that story. At some parts I felt like I was there." I smiled "But wasn't that a bit far feached? Maybe robbers, or getting lost in the ocean. But aliens?" It was like a dream as Mrs. Garcia marked an F on my paper. She didn't believe my story. Do you?
The End
