THEY CAME PART 7
Before me stood five alien foot soldiers equipped in their full armor. Their faces covered like before triggered the memory of the one with no face. As soon as I thought that, my attention was drawn to the sixth member of their group, a mind maimer. It gasped. If an alien can even make such a sound. It was more like a hiss. Oh, no! It knows what they did!
As if time had stood still, now it erupted in chaos. The soldiers filed into the conference room at the same time I ran to the other door. “They are here! Everyone! They are here!”
Crashing from other rooms could be heard as the resistance group came rushing out of doors and towards me. Doug got to me first. He was about to ask a question but saw what walked out way. They didn’t run after us. They knew they had us. Doug grabbed me and hauled me out into the open space where cubicles formed desks for lower level employees. The other people in our group took refuge where they could and aimed their weapons at the opening I just vacated. Me and Doug had just made it to the first cubical when they burst out with weapons firing at us.
If you thought it would be like the movies and they had ray guns or lasers, then you would be wrong. Their guns fired just like ours. Projectiles being violently forced through a barrel and towards a target. The only difference was that when their projectile entered our bodies, it became almost alive. The ‘bullet’ would open at one end and become a mincer of sorts traveling through our bodies. To witness someone going through that kind of death was horrifying. To be that person? I never want to know.
I stayed down and only popped my head up when I could just to fire off one single round before they directed their aim to me. That is when I hunkered down behind as much as I could. Those projectiles shredded anything they entered, not just flesh. Luckily, it seemed to only last seconds. That was enough to kill anyone. But for us hiding in these desk areas, it meant we would live, for now.
Someone screamed from behind us. Another to our left and then another to our right. They kept screaming until the mincer was finished. An inhuman screech sounded from in front of us, one. The firing of weapons continued till another screech erupted, two. Sounds of thunk and then thunk could be heard at the same time as even more screeches, three, four. Finally, another screech filled the air, but along with a human scream, five. That left the mind maimer.
We all stood up, the few left alive. Mind maimers didn’t need weapons. They were weapons.
It glared out at us and then looked at its fallen soldiers. When those soulless eyes saw us again, they filled with rage. Green light began to form in the pits of its eyes, and we all fell to our knees, screaming. My head had already been hurting, but this made it want to explode.
We only had four of us left, but our screams were so loud it sounded like a crowd. In my mind, I saw visions of people being killed. Both my weapons and mind maimers. As the visions came, the pain in my head grew. Now I saw a ship. A massive ship with uncountable levels. It was somewhere in our outer atmosphere but shrouded somehow. I screamed louder and louder. Was everyone else having the same visions? I would never know because we were all going to die.
An audible snap reverberated in my head. The pain instantly was gone. I stood up to look at this creature. The rest of the group still screamed. It made it hard to concentrate, but for some reason, I was no longer affected.
The alien switched his gaze to me. My group fell silent. Its eyes scrunched together. I felt a light nudge in my mind but nothing more. It scrunched even more, and another nudge formed. Now its eyes grew wide, and the glow faded.
For some reason, I felt the need to walk up to the alien mind maimer. I was maybe five feet away from it now. In my mind, and in my own voice, I heard, “Punch that mother fucker!”
