Alien Invasion: and the origins of mankind

by Mark Douglas Doran

where. He could hear the car slowly approaching, getting closer with each passing second. He moved back against the brick wall hoping the darkness would conceal him. He noticed the passenger holding a bright light that shined into the shadows lighting everything up like daylight. Bobby knew he couldn’t let himself be seen; there would be nowhere to run, the black car was blocking his only exit. As the car got closer it began to slow down even more. Did the driver know where he was? Maybe they saw him hide? Should he make a run for it right now? Bobby could see the bright light pass over his head by a few inches, he was sure the driver could hear his heart beating, it was so loud. He held his breath. Who knows were he would’ve been taken if he was caught, these guys looked weird. The car slowly went by as the passenger pointed the light further up the alleyway. He decided to stay hiding for a few more minutes. He didn’t want to get up and have the driver see him in the mirror. He watched as the car went to the next alleyway. He felt better knowing they missed him, but would they be back?

  Kyle ran down a side street passing by houses. For a moment he thought about running up the driveway to one of the houses calling for help, but the driver might’ve caught up to him if he tried. There was no guarantee the homeowner would get to their door in time. He kept running along the sidewalk. Sam and Timmy were with him a minute ago, but in all the confusion they had gone different ways.

  He didn’t like being chased like this, he wanted to stand his ground, but he had no idea what kind of weapons they might be packing. He reached Clarkson Street and ran alongside the sidewalk. Passing by businesses with bright neon signs above displaying store names. During the day the street was filled with cars and shoppers on the sidewalk coming and going from stores, tonight it was quiet. Maybe he would see someone walking by who could call the police for him. It was a long shot, seeing as how the whole town was asleep by ten. He figured he could make it across the street and run down Leman Street towards his school. He knew of a secret way in after closing. The back window to the gym could be pulled up. It was a secret very few adults in town knew about. Again, another long shot, but that’s all he had to go on. Making his way into his school wasn’t the happiest idea, the less he saw of the building the better, but this was an exception. Hopefully he could make it inside before getting caught. He knew he had to cross the street to get there, but how far back was the black car? He came upon Leman Street. It was now or never. If he waited a second longer he would miss the street. He darted off the sidewalk and ran across the street. He looked to his left and to his horror noticed the black car was a lot closer then he thought. He knew there was no way to avoid being hit. He thought he had more room, but he was wrong. The car’s headlights came right at him in seconds. The driver tried to move to the right to avoid hitting him, but he was too close. He knew this was the end, he would never see his parents again. His body froze like a deer on a highway, not knowing what to do. His last moments would be on the road being hit by a mysterious black car. No one would see it happen; no one would be looking for a mysterious black car. Why would they? He knew the driver wasn’t out to hit him; he was the one who ran out in front of a moving car. Everything in his life let up to this moment, and now it would be all over. Before he knew what as happening it felt as though a hand was pushing him across the street. He even looked behind him to see the hand itself. What on earth was moving him? His feet weren’t moving, but somehow is body was. The only thing he saw for a brief moment was a quick flash of light from above. A second later he looked around and found himself standing on the sidewalk on the other side of Clarkson Road. He was in shock. How did it happen? How did he survive? None of this made sense; the car should’ve hit him. It was too close to have gone around him. Did some higher power intervene? Did he run across and not know it? Just like what happened to Timmy while he was in the city. He was pushed as well across the street by some magical intervention, saving him from death as a car approached. Was it the same thing? Was something beyond them watching out for the members of the cry wolves gang? So many questions, however he had no time to waste. His questions would have to be answered later. It wouldn’t take the men in black long before they got out of the car and chased after him. He took off running down the sidewalk and hid behind a large oak tree in the park. Hoping the cover of darkness would shield him from the mysterious men. He would make sure the coast was clear before running down Leman Street to the school. He waited a moment and slowly poked his head out from behind the tree. He didn’t want to move to quickly incase the men in black where standing a few feet away and would see his movements. However to his surprise they we’re nowhere to be seen. Kyle looked around in disbelief. What happened to them? They were right behind him a few seconds ago, now it’s as if they were never there to start with. He couldn’t see the men or the car as he looked around the street. There’s no way they could’ve driven off that fast. Being the only car on the road he would’ve seen the red lights from the back of the car fading into the darkness. One thought did go through his mind. An impossible thought, did the flash of light take them away as well as save him? Now this was getting really weird. It’s one thing to have a flash of light from above save him, but to take a car away? Clearly something he couldn’t understand was going on. The military in town, aliens in the sky wanting to attack earth and on top of all that, men in black chasing him in the night. Not to mention the weird old man names John Smith wondering into town. He knew the cry wolves’ gang were in over their heads. This wasn’t a game they were playing like kids in a schoolyard. This was for keeps.

  The one time he needed adults to believe his story. He just witnessed a car disappearing and he couldn’t believe his own eyes. What chance would he have at getting strangers to believe? He decided he would stay hidden in the shadows for a little longer, just incase. He might’ve been wrong about the car disappearing. Who knows it might just be going around the block. The longer he stood on the sidewalk the more of a chance at being caught.

  If he did see a car coming after him he’d take off running towards the school. If enough time went by and he didn’t see the men in black he’d take off running to hole in the tree. Sam called it out while they were running, it was the last thing he heard from any of them before separating. Hopefully the others would be there as well. He had no way of knowing if the others were caught.

  He had no idea how many black cars where out looking for them and where they all came from. He was sure they came with the military and they were after the cry wolves’ gang because the General somehow found out they were in the forest. Maybe the soldiers patrolling the road saw them. So many questions and no answers, and time was running out.

  Sam ran towards Charter Street He had no idea how close the black car was or if any of his friends had been caught. How did they get into something so messed up? A few days ago they were living like normal kids in any small town. Now they just found out aliens do exist and his town was a few hours away from being attacked. Talk about not having a normal week. He moved down an alleyway hoping the darkness would save him.

  He wanted to avoid running down the middle of the street. That would’ve made it way to easy for the mysterious men to catch him. He knew the owner of the café that was located halfway down the block. Roy sometimes forgot to lock the back door of his place. He could remember everything under the sun, but always forgot to lock the back door at closing time. It wasn’t a problem seeing as how everyone in town was in bed by ten o’clock. Roy could’ve left the front and back door open all-night and still, no one would go inside. Sam looked over his shoulder making sure he wasn’t being watched. He moved towards the back door and slowly pushed on it. Sure enough, the door opened. Good old Roy.

  He made his way inside the dark building and worked his way to the front window of the café passing by the chairs and tables, making sure not to bump into anything. While staying low he looked out the front window towards the empty, dark street. It was quiet inside the building. Only the streetlights above lit up the area. He knew the bl
ack cars had to be out there somewhere, but were? He waited for a while and couldn’t see anything moving. Not only could he not see the black cars, but he couldn’t see his friends or John Smith. Had they all been caught? Maybe he was the last one still free. He wanted to go check, but what if they caught him? He might be the only one still free who can save everyone. Wouldn’t do the town any good to have everyone caught. He knew the best thing to do was to get up on a rooftop and peak out over the streets, get a birds eye view of what was happening. Hopefully see his friends and know they’re all right. The only way of getting on top of the café was to go back outside and climb the fire escape ladder in the back alleyway. Wasn’t the best idea he ever had, but in a time like this, crazy ideas might just work. He felt safe hiding inside the store in the darkness, but it wasn’t helping his friends out by staying inside.

  He moved away from the window and back towards the door of the store and slowly opened it and peaked outside making sure no one was watching.