Galactic Earth

by Luthra, G. S.

  “No that’s not true I really wanted to help you!”

  Gudama walked away with big strides. Layla tried to stop him begging for his mercy, but Gudama pushed her away out of anger, causing her to fall.

  “You’re not a monster Gudama, don’t do this. You’re a child of earth. Your loyalty belongs to us,” she said looking up from the ground.

  “Oh please. Throughout my space travels, I’ve obtained multiple citizenships on many worlds.

  I’ am not bound by the false mind illusion of patriotism. My loyalty is to the welfare of all lifeforms. I treat each planet as a whole and do what’s best for all citizens not just on this world, but for all worlds all across the galaxies.”

  Layla recovered and stood in silence with her head titled down and hands together.

  “I extended my hand offering you help and how does your planet respond? They send their military to kill one of my own in cold blood, these so called brave honorable men of duty, it disgusts me.

  It is the same response they did when Jesus tried to spread peace. Their actions are despicable. They fight for politics not freedom. Violence is the only thing you feeble minded earthlings can grasp. You’re all nothing but a bunch of wild animals, monkeys carrying guns with no logic or reason!”

  Tears fell down Layla’s crystal like eyes down to her rosy red cheeks who felt horrible and guilty for the incident. Layla fell to her knees and folded her hands crying, pleading Gudama to reconsider an alternative. She begged for his forgiveness and apologized for her actions. Gudama crouched down to cover Luke’s face.

  “This type of response deserves only one kind of action, the action that will end confusion, the action that will end evil, the only action that will solve all problems, and the action that will erase any misunderstanding.”

  “What action is that?” Layla asked teary eyed.

  Gudama slowly looked up at Layla, his eyes piercing through her soul, “War,” he slowly uttered in rage.

  War

  Furious, Gudama rose to his feet clenching his fists and teeth.

  “Gudama please calm down,” begged Layla.

  A loud explosion was heard in the distance.

  “Was that a bomb?” Layla said startled.

  “So, it’s begun,” said Gudama.

  “What?”

  “Another world war, they do this when they want to cease more control. It appears my arrival threatens their power, so now they’re kicking it in into over-drive.”

  Layla browsed the web on her IPhone. She was shocked by the breaking news she came across.

  “Gudama look! We’re being invaded,” she said pointing to the latest headlines.

  “Alien space ships flood the skies!” it said.

  “What? This is preposterous! Fools, there is no such thing as an alien invasion, they’re already here! That’s why I wrote my book to warn them!”

  Gudama paced around and kicked a humungous rock.

  “You see, I don’t have to start a war, they already created one for us all!”

  Layla pointed out to Gudama that the president was making a live emergency speech in response to the situation. Gudama walked beside her to watch the live feed on her phone.

  The president declared war against the allied foreign forces consisting of multiple eastern countries and informed that the planet has been invaded by aliens. Gudama was at the top of the hit list with his picture being displayed as the most wanted. He was dubbed extremely dangerous and not to be trusted. Also, the president claimed that there exists two such species of extraterrestrials that are benign and presented on stage for live television a short skinny grey species possessing large black eyes along with a big head along, and a tall lizard like alien. The president stated that they are friendly and on earth’s side. The aliens both waved, falsely appearing to be peaceful.

  The sight of this on media enraged Gudama.

  “Dame them!” he yelled jolting his clenched fists.

  Layla gasped, “Oh my God, those are the ones you warned about in your book!”

  Gudama’s face expressed utter disgust by this news.

  Swallowing saliva, Layla suggested returning to Andy’s ship and reconfiguring a new plan.

  “I have a limited number of times I can return to the mothership. That’s why I was so careful. I just wasted my last visit with you.”

  “So you’re going to kill those who oppose you and conquer earth,” said Layla upset.

  “Take over? Why in the world would you think that?”

  “Because you hid your identity and the way you two were talking last night terrified me. I was eavesdropping on your conversations and sent a distress text from my phone using technology on the ship.”

  “How the,” Gudama sighed shaking his head?

  “Do you have any idea what you’ve done? Are you out of your mind! Huh? I’m here to save the earth not destroy it! Are you crazy, haven’t you learned anything from my book?”

  “I’m sorry Gudama. I thought you were dangerous, but when we were leaving Andy said something to me telepathically and I knew I was wrong.”

  Layla pulled out her IPhone and showed him the replies to her messages she sent to her friend. It revealed her emergency text last night to Henry. Fearing for Layla’s safety, Henry’s concern drove him to inform police, telling everything that happened and got Eric involved who gave officers the lighthouse location as his heart ached for Layla’s wellbeing.

  “I never meant for anything to happen to Luke, you, or Andy. I just wanted to protect my planet.”

  Gudama showed her his teeth displaying his rage.

  “Dame these blasted devices,” he said crushing her phone into a fine powder.

  “I was afraid, your anger scares me. I’m so sorry,” said Layla trembling while backing off.

  She feared she may end up like her phone.

  Gudama made violent gestures of anger.

  “This is why I hid my identity, you know why, because I realized if people knew, all I would receive was jealousy and hatred, the only things you losers know how to do!”

  Layla returned his statement with a naïve puppy face, saddened by the situation. Gudama made a disapproving grunt and walked away shaking his head. He withdrew a small capsule from his utility belt.

  Pressing the button Gudama tossed it and out emerged a medium sized spaceship.

  “You have a ship? I didn’t know you have your own mini-ship.”

  Gudama proceeded to board on the walkway.

  “Where are you going?” she said following.

  “I’m going to put an end to this. By destroying the evil of your planet I save millions and prevent your world from being eliminated by more powerful civilizations! The stupidity of your rulers will cause them to continue their idiocy outside of earth, and when that happens, eventually someone much more advance than them will crush them like the cockroaches that they are! By doing what I’m doing, I save you from your inevitable death!”

  “Stop this Gudama I know you’re not a murder! Why don’t you come clean? Just tell everybody who you really are and what happened.”

  “You really want to know what happened to me, huh? You really want to know where I’m from. Nowhere, I was captured a long time a go by intergalactic gangsters!”

  “What are you talking about? You said you went with Pleiadians.”

  “Yes, I did, but there’s more to it.”

  Layla sighed, “Alright Gudama, I’ve had enough of this! Tell me full truth. Who are you, where are you from?”

  Gudama let out a breath, “I’m from earth just like you. Like I said, I was approached by Pleiadians who offered me assistance and left with them for a while. I saw it as a chance to gain knowledge and power, an opportunity like never before, so that I may return to earth and accelerate it out of tyranny. The original agreement I made with them was a short visit to learn what I need to help this world. Technically, taking another from an undeveloped planet like earth’s is forbidden however, I went with a group
of volunteers so it was legal. Still, there were those who frowned at contacting earthlings.”

  “Word got out that I was on the Pleiades and those who disapproved despised that an outsider from earth was learning higher knowledge and spiritual science. Fearing I would misuse such new power, these renegades attacked us. They killed my friends and destroyed their planet. Everyone I loved, everything we worked so hard for, gone! They took me as a prisoner for their sick experiments, but luckily I was rescued by a space traveler and received help. In order to earn my return to earth, I tagged along and fought on other planets for peace. I don’t exactly know how long I was in space, but it was long enough that I had to travel back in time. I already lost a world failing to protect them. I won’t lose this one...again.”

  Calming down, Gudama walked up closer bracing her, “Look, I’m not going to harm the innocent. I know I get scary when angry, but believe me I can control it. I unleash my fury only on those who seek to destroy. When you travel outside of the earth and see different worlds, something happens to you. Words are not best at explaining it, but you become changed, you see things differently. You learn more about yourself and that life is very precious and how it is essential to do whatever is necessary to preserve it. When I met Andaglios and others who believed in the freedoms of all species, we together created the Galactic Earth Federation in order to save it. I became commander of a special intergalactic fleet of individuals dedicated to serving humanity, and helping those in need all over the universe. We have come back to stop the evil of this planet. I respect the views of all worlds as they are based on their own unique experience, but the way I see it Layla, to limit oneself to another world’s expectations is not only childish, it is downright insane. You’re just going to have to trust me.”

  Boarding the ship, Gudama gestured for Layla. Happy, she ran after him delighted that he still allowed her to accompany him.

  “Don’t think I’ve forgiven you. I’m only taking you, because it’s too dangerous to let you go,” he said ending her excitement, “You managed to get my friend killed all within our own ship, I can’t image what you do if set free.”

  “But Gudama,” she pleaded.

  “Silence, I can’t trust you anymore.”

  Swiftly, they zoomed high up into the sky, yet inside you couldn’t tell as the interior was unaffected by the incredible speed they were traveling at.

  “I need to inform earth of the situation,” Gudama said sitting on his seat, “Press that button over there,” he said pointing.

  “This one,” Layla asked to which Gudama nodded. With one push of a button, Gudama broadcasted another global message interrupting all communication equipment. He informed people of his disappointment and of the attack from the dark government causing the death of his friend, and his intention to stop the war. Additionally, he warned everyone to not trust reptilian or grey aliens.

  “Many of you believe that your military fights for your freedom, but this is an illusion. They serve to protect the establishment, that’s what they’re fighting for. Now I understand this may be hard to accept, but you need to wake up to the reality of the situation. Media has been hypnotizing you for far too long,” he continued.

  With authority in his voice, he demanded that all countries cease world war to prevent additional chaos and await his further instruction on dealing with domestic terrorists and the alien invaders. He thought for a second and then told everyone he was departing to the deserts of the Middle East to end the war. Gudama signaled and Layla cut the transmission. Gudama inputted a command to recourse his ship to the new destination.

  “What are you going to do?”

  “Destroy terrorists and evil aliens assisting them.”

  “Aliens are helping them?” she said surprised.

  Within a few minutes, they landed at their rendezvous with religious extremists. Once they reached the area, Gudama wanted to stop terrorists before dealing with global super powers. Wasting little time, Gudama destroyed several known Islamic terrorist camps, zapping them like bugs from his ship. He took them off guard by swiftly flying in and out, not spending any more time than necessary to take them out. Layla worried about innocent lives, but Gudama assured her of his accuracy and that they were all terrorist facilities. Gudama viewed the Islamic fascists as psychotic primitives and made quick work of annihilating them. He then landed at a remote location

  “You stay here, don’t want you getting hurt, and don’t even think about anymore secret calls, this ship only understands alien dialect. Say the wrong thing and you’ll be lost in deep space.” Gudama said departing. He proceeded to walk to an isolated area, the sand cushioning his every step.

  “Wait!” Layla called running after him outside.

  “Before you go, I have one question,” she said bracing him, “Did you have any feelings for me?”

  “What?” Gudama said slowly, “You really lost it.”

  “Tell me you had no feelings.”

  “Please, I’m not answering that.”

  “Why?”

  “Because it’s a stupid question, let me go.”

  “Say you never felt anything!” she said grabbing him closer to which Gudama couldn’t respond. Both of their eyes were locked exchanging the most powerful force in existence.

  “Then that’s why you’ll return,” she stated.

  Releasing her grip, Layla let him go and returned to the ship. As the ship began its ascend, she watched Gudama from the big front window. He took one last look at her before it promptly left, zooming sky high in orbit keeping Layla safe from harm’s way.

  “I will,” he said watching the ship disappear into the heavens. Wind blew his hair in all different directions and he stood awaiting the military. About eleven miles away, American forces were ordered to investigate. Troops gathered themselves as anxiety overwhelmed them for the unknown power of an alien. Fear filled some of their hearts while others were eager to fight. American soldiers were led by the general who got the call from intelligence informing him the location of where Gudama’s ship last landed. After some pursuit, they found him sitting on the ground in mediation. Alert to their arrival, Gudama rose up and turned around.

  The general smirked as Gudama steadily walked closer. Soon after, they were face to face.

  “Welcome to earth. I’m General Larson, pleased to meet you,” he said extending his hand with a grin. Gudama didn’t flinch, refusing his offer. “Impressive charade you pulled off, outstanding theatrical performance,” commented Larson.

  “End this, it isn’t worth it.”

  General Larson laughed holding his forehead, displaying his big yellow stained greenish teeth, “Why did you come back? You should’ve stayed in space Commander,” Larson said mockingly.

  Gudama slanted his eyebrows.

  “Yeeeess, we know who you are, and of your alien friends,” Larson said smilingly.

  “Earth needs me, I’ll never abandon it.”

  “How do we know you haven’t become one of them hmm?”

  “We could have turned off all your power if we wanted to. You would have been gone by now,” Gudama stated in a serious tone.

  “Your allegiance belongs to us, now step down!”

  “My loyalty belongs to spirituality, to humanity, I help those in need. I created the Galactic Earth Federation to bring peace, justice, and equal rights for all, the values of what America claims to be. You however have sold out to political gangsters and pledged your servitude to a group of self-proclaimed elites composed of evil corrupt bureaucrats who strive to enslave mankind.”

  The general’s look was that of anger. Other soldiers who overheard expressed a puzzled look, pondering what Gudama’s words meant to their service.

  “You’re an embarrassment to this planet and to all of you who blindly follow this political machine, you sure you’re on the right side? Are you really fighting for liberty, or are just another pawn controlled by the masterminds who create the very wars you fight,” Gudama said wal
king around to the armed soldiers.

  “We fight for America, for our nation’s freedom!” exclaimed the lieutenant.

  Gudama let out a bellow of laughter.

  “Of course you’d say that old cliché,” said Gudama shaking his head boldly looking at the lieutenant. “Then why is it so that your citizens have less freedom and constitutional rights? Name one legislative act that has passed which liberated and empowered people during your service, because I can name ten that have done the exact opposite,” said Gudama leaning forward, “You’re not fighting for America, you’re being used to secure natural resources and economic advantage, all for the elite establishment. I can tell by seeing you wear the uniform of war, destroying your own unique individuality with the mark of your barbaric tribe, subconsciously proclaiming your land, which was found under violence, as the dominant nation. How primitive, wouldn’t you agree?” he continued eyeing multiple soldiers.

  Offended, troopers made dirty looks and murmurs.

  “How many people have been killed, because they knew what your government didn’t want known? I’m here to eliminate terrorists in all their forms, and their evil alien ally’s. Join me and together we will stop them. You fear me, because you think I’m forcing extraterrestrial rule. Heh, I’m as human as anyone else,” Gudama claimed showing them pictures of what appeared to be his family, friends, and relatives as well as other photos of him during his time on earth helping various individuals as an artist, businessman, industrial designer, and a naturopath.

  “I’m not your enemy I ’am your ally!”

  “Then why use violence?” countered the lieutenant.