A deadly story of survival and the end of life as we know it by: BlueberryBuddyThe deep bell rang three times echoing across the large ship. Everyone rushed to the top deck awaiting Captain B’s announcement, dreading the worst.
“Everyone listen up!” Captain B bellowed, stroking what he had for a beard.
“What’s going on? Is the ship sinking? I knew we would die!! And if the ship isn’t sinking then we will surely not make it to America! I just knew it!” Gracie was always paranoid. She never found the good in anything and always exaggerated everything that happened to her. Ever since the first day of the trip everyone thought her paranoia had gotten worse. The only time she went out of her room was to retrieve food and water and then no one ever heard from her. During the short amount of time everyone saw her, she always used her dark brown eyes as daggers, stabbing holes through everyone’s hearts leaving them in horrible agony until they backed away, wincing in pain. If you ever met her gaze, it was easy to see the paranoia and craziness build by the second.
“Gracie, calm down!” Captain B snapped. Captain B was of average height with short dark hair, and it was always well trimmed like a marine. His blue eyes always showed a blank emotion. He was a rather impatient man; this surprised everyone in Germany when they heard Captain B would be taking a group of orphans over to America by ship.
“The ship isn’t sinking.” Captain B began explaining to the group of orphans, sounding bored with the situation, “Unfortunately, we aren’t going to make it to America. I have just been alerted that a strange invasion of creatures from a different planet has begun. Their water supply is low. If they do not get a source of water their planet will burn up, along with everything and everyone on it. Our salt waters are the closest source they can find.”
“We should take our weapons and kill them all!” Taryn was always blurting out ideas even though no one listened to her. To normal human beings, whatever “normal” may be, she was considered a psychopath, but to her orphan friends she was perfectly normal. Her hair was dark and always ran long and knotted down her back. Taryn’s eyes were the kind that always looked like she was holding them open, wide in surprise.
“Taryn!” Captain B exploded; the red in his face was rising as fast as a thermometer dipped in boiling water.
“Yes?” Taryn asked, egging Captain B on. The expressions on Captain B’s face told Taryn that she better stop right where she was.
Captain B tipped his head as if he were wearing a hat and continued, “These invaders are not out for the kill. They are taking all our water. Though, that could be just as bad.”
“So we’re doomed?” The boys’ voice was squeaky and uneven, it had to be Sylvester. Sylvester was just about average for a German. Short dark hair, dark brown eyes, his voice was lifeless, his personality matched his voice, dead beat and boring. All the orphans, including Sylvester, were around ten.
“Yes, Sylvester, we’re doomed.” Captain B answered Sylvester’s question sounding irritated.
“Unless, we can make it to America before the water disappears. And that’s very unlikely.”
“What about everyone else? Won’t the creatures attack them too?” This new, strange, voice was Keeley. Keeley was never worried about herself or the others close to her, rather than the world, she wasn’t having any part in. Keeley and Taryn looked oddly alike except for their eyes. Keeley’s fit her better than Taryn’s did.
“So you’re worried about how other people are doing, even though if all the water does disappear then we will be stranded in the middle of the ocean, left to die?” Sylvester was always thinking logically.
“I say we kill Keeley, since no one likes her ideas, and then give her body to the invaders for a sacrifice!” Taryn always had a twisted way of solving solutions.
“If you’re not quiet, Taryn, I’ll make you the sacrifice!” Captain B was not going to put up with Taryn. He never did.
“Well then!” Taryn shouted in her high soprano voice and stormed back to her room. Everyone knew when she closed her door for the whole ship shook when she slammed the door with all her strength.
“Alright then, I suggest you all follow Taryn’s example and get back to your rooms.” On that note, Captain B turned and went back to the control room.
All the children trudged back to their rooms, thoughts of the invasion haunting their conscience.
Later that night, the children held a secret meeting in Taryn’s room, since it was the one furthest from the captain’s room. They were discussing different plans to conquer the invaders. About 15 minutes passed and the meeting was in session when the door to Taryn’s room slowly edged open squeaking and moaning the whole way. Gracie slid through the opening and slipped like wet soap on dirty hands to the unlit corner of the room.
“Well since we’re all here now, let’s continue. We left off with you, right Taryn?” Sylvester didn’t care if Gracie was there or not. He always cut her off the face of the earth when they were planning things.
“Yes! Now as I was saying, we take all the metal from the ship.” Taryn took a long pause, hoping to add a dramatic effect to her plan. “And make these really heavy super duper sharp harpoon type things! Then, when the weird creatures come, we tell them to, ‘BRING IT ON’!!!!!”
“NO!!!!” Everyone shouted at the same time.
“Can’t you see!? There is absolutely nothing we can do to stop this invasion! We just have to tough it out!” Keeley was beginning to sound like Gracie.
“She’s right,” Sylvester began, “all we can do is wait for the days to pass and see what happens.
And with any luck, we might survive.”
“Well, I don’t know about you suckers!” Taryn began, “But I am not going to stick around and wait for the little freaks to come and kill me! If they want to get to anyone, they’ll have to go through me!” Taryn left the room, leaving all the children with questions that they were too terrified to ask.
“I’m going to go find Taryn,” Gracie declared as she left the room. After that Sylvester and Keeley were so dumbfounded, they couldn’t think of any more ideas.
The next morning Captain B rang the bell two times waking everyone up earlier than usual. Everyone came up stairs, groggy and still full of sleep. When everyone was on the top deck, they watched the strange site that was happening before them.
Taryn and Gracie were going crazy! They were lunging back and forth across the ship trying to find various ways to get out.
“Gracie, Taryn!” Captain B began shouting at them. “If you two don’t stop this foolishness right now, I will make sure you both find a way out of this ship!”
Sylvester glared at Captain B as he walked over to the edge of the ship to see what Taryn and Gracie were so anxious about.
“What is this all about?” Sylvester questioned himself.
As Sylvester peered over the edge of the boat, Captain B began explaining, “The invaders came late last night. This was their last stop as they transferred the water from our oceans to their planet. We need to be on a close look out, the radio’s say they are taking any survivors they can find.”
After Captain B finished, an ear piercing, blood curdling, deafening scream, began. Everyone turned their heads quickly to Gracie. She was standing on the edge of the boat. Captain B began thrusting himself toward Gracie stretching his legs as far as they would possibly go trying his hardest to make it to Gracie. He was too late; Gracie had already thrown herself over the side of the ship. As the scream faded ever so slightly, it eventually came to an abrupt stop.
“She’s dead!!!” Taryn choked out in between outbursts of laughter. Taryn was laughing so hard at the body on the empty ocean floor; she was doubled over clenching her stomach because of the pain from laughing while she tried to wipe the tears of laughter away at the same time. As the rest of the orphan’s peered over the edge, the horrific stench of the dead sea animals began to rise, they quickly backed away.
“TARYN!” Keeley began screaming, tears rushing down her dirt stained face, “How can you laugh? She’s DEAD!!! You are so evil and twisted! I wish you would have died!”
“Keeley, you need to calm down,” Sylvester began, trying to comfort her as much as possible with his dull voice, “there’s nothing we can for Gracie now. Everyone just needs to do what the Captain told them.”
Just then, the silver, cube, shaped, ships shot thousands, maybe even millions of bright, vibrant, lights through the air. Everyone’s color faded as they were abducted into the creatures’ ships.
Inside the ships were hallways each at least five-hundred feet long and fifty feet wide! Captain B and Sylvester were bound by their wrist and ankles with heavy metal chains that were connected from the back. If either of them moved their hand just an inch, a painful shock would throw them to their knees.
Keeley and Taryn were put behind an electric fence that looked to be used for farm animals on Earth. If they walked within ten feet of the fence the same shock would shoot through their bodies, leaving their hearts racing ten times faster than they ever should have been.
To this day, the oceans refilled with some fresh water, though most was put back by the creatures for they took too much water and had to return it to the oceans to keep their planet from drowning. The creature’s left about two-hundred survivors in each country and those few were able to repopulate the world through the coming generations. There have also been no sightings of these strange creatures coming back to invade Earth…YET!!!
