Let's Do This

Jeremy stared around blankly.  The Aliens were retreating.  What?  About five had entered the room, barely using any of their real distruction power, when suddenly they all left. 

He got up, searching the room for hidden traps or mechanisoms, when he realized it.  They weren't retreating.  It was more like how the water receads before the sunami.  He looked out the window, and the last thing he saw before a few elctro charged bullets met his face, was the Leaders space ship.  It was large, almost looking man-made, with to propellers on either side, but with some kind of other power generating it.

The bullets were shot from one of them, he couldnt' tell who.  Luckily, they didn't hit him right on.  Even he couldn't withstand that, but hit him at an angel. 

He didn't know what had happened excactly, but the next thing he knew, he was lying on the ground, writhing in pain, cluchting his face as if too keep it together, his hands slick with blood.

He heard a scream, a blood curtaling, slightly high-pitch scream, and it still took him a second to realize it had been him.  He opened his eyes, trying to tell of they were okay, and realized that one was.  That was good enough for him.  As soon as he started to get up, the bud of a gun hit him in the back of the head. 

Normaly, he would have given in to the strong, strong earg to fall asleep, but he wouldn't.  He'd been controled by them too much.  He would stay, he would fight.

He jumped to his feet, grabing the alien by his head, and twisted, cracking the neck.  Slowly, everyone else joined in on the chaos.

The End

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