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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4721952" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>A Love in Need: Part 11 – David Phones Home</strong></p><p></p><p>The three agents limped from the hotel. The rain was finally starting to let up, which let the fire from the truck spread to the motel. Unhindered by the storm, it roared across the rooftops.</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean turned back. “We’d better get the dog head …”</p><p></p><p>“Forget it,” said Hammer, limping through the parking lot. “It’s too late now anyway.”</p><p></p><p>“But that’s our evidence!” </p><p></p><p>“Of what? Our mission was to apprehend Jawolalski and determine his sources. We have the names of the corporation and the drug. David’s gone, Kraygen’s a puddle of mush. We can hot wire the pickup truck and get the hell out of here.”</p><p></p><p>Hammer stopped short. David stood in the middle of the parking lot, eyes wide.</p><p></p><p>“They’re dead, aren’t they?” he asked without emotion. “You killed them.”</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean kept his pistol trained on the boy. Unlike Hammer and Archive, he was almost fully recovered from his gut wound. The only evidence was the huge bloody stain down the front of his shirt.</p><p></p><p>“Your parents tried to kill us,” said Hammer.</p><p></p><p>David sighed, oddly unaffected by the whole incident. “Kraygen, he wasn’t my dad. I don’t know where he was from. He was very nice to me. He saved me … I would have died from the same disease that killed my dad. Whenever I got sick, they would put me to sleep and pull something gross out of me. Then they would stick it in people. Then they’d send the people out of town with orders never to come back. When they got married mom got big. Not just fat, but big. Real big.”</p><p></p><p>“We noticed,” said Jim-Bean.</p><p></p><p>David looked at Jim-Bean with a hollow stare. “That man you hit with your van escaped. He took me hostage in his car. Said he didn’t want to hurt me but that I was insurance to keep him alive. Then you found me. My mom said we had to leave tonight. They were going to take me to another world; it’s the only place I can survive my disease …”</p><p></p><p>A small, dark bottle hung limply from one hand.</p><p></p><p>“They told me to drink this …” He looked woozily at the bottle. “Space mead. To travel across the stars …”</p><p></p><p>Something buzzed overhead.</p><p></p><p>“David,” said Archive. “Who is They?”</p><p></p><p>“They’re here,” whispered David. </p><p></p><p>Two of the bizarre aliens they had seen before landed with a thump. Unlike the other “alien dogs,” as the Greys called them, these two were truly massive, with an extra pair of arms. The arms ended in large claws, almost like a lobster. Pink cilia served as a head, with no discernable eyes, ears, or mouth.</p><p></p><p>One stood behind David. The other next to Hammer.</p><p></p><p>For a second they froze, observing each other. Then Hammer’s pistol came up, aimed at David’s forehead.</p><p></p><p>The aliens blurred into action. One snatched up David, grabbing him gently in a parental embrace with all four of its arms, and buzzed into the air. The other alien roughly pinned Hammer’s forearms, forcing him to drop both Glocks. Then it too launched into the air.</p><p></p><p>Archive aimed his Glock.</p><p></p><p>“No!” Jim-Bean put one hand out to lower Archive’s weapon. “Let me try.”</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean put both hands to his temples: <span style="font-family: 'Impact'">WE APOLOGIZE. PLEASE RELEASE THIS THING. HE IS NEEDED BY US.</span></p><p></p><p>“What are you doing?” asked Archive desperately.</p><p></p><p>“Begging for Hammer’s life,” said Jim-Bean.</p><p></p><p>A moment later Hammer slid down off the one part of the sloped roof of the motel that wasn’t on fire. He rolled off the roof and onto Tageret’s car. He was unconscious, but alive.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4721952, member: 3285"] [b]A Love in Need: Part 11 – David Phones Home[/b] The three agents limped from the hotel. The rain was finally starting to let up, which let the fire from the truck spread to the motel. Unhindered by the storm, it roared across the rooftops. Jim-Bean turned back. “We’d better get the dog head …” “Forget it,” said Hammer, limping through the parking lot. “It’s too late now anyway.” “But that’s our evidence!” “Of what? Our mission was to apprehend Jawolalski and determine his sources. We have the names of the corporation and the drug. David’s gone, Kraygen’s a puddle of mush. We can hot wire the pickup truck and get the hell out of here.” Hammer stopped short. David stood in the middle of the parking lot, eyes wide. “They’re dead, aren’t they?” he asked without emotion. “You killed them.” Jim-Bean kept his pistol trained on the boy. Unlike Hammer and Archive, he was almost fully recovered from his gut wound. The only evidence was the huge bloody stain down the front of his shirt. “Your parents tried to kill us,” said Hammer. David sighed, oddly unaffected by the whole incident. “Kraygen, he wasn’t my dad. I don’t know where he was from. He was very nice to me. He saved me … I would have died from the same disease that killed my dad. Whenever I got sick, they would put me to sleep and pull something gross out of me. Then they would stick it in people. Then they’d send the people out of town with orders never to come back. When they got married mom got big. Not just fat, but big. Real big.” “We noticed,” said Jim-Bean. David looked at Jim-Bean with a hollow stare. “That man you hit with your van escaped. He took me hostage in his car. Said he didn’t want to hurt me but that I was insurance to keep him alive. Then you found me. My mom said we had to leave tonight. They were going to take me to another world; it’s the only place I can survive my disease …” A small, dark bottle hung limply from one hand. “They told me to drink this …” He looked woozily at the bottle. “Space mead. To travel across the stars …” Something buzzed overhead. “David,” said Archive. “Who is They?” “They’re here,” whispered David. Two of the bizarre aliens they had seen before landed with a thump. Unlike the other “alien dogs,” as the Greys called them, these two were truly massive, with an extra pair of arms. The arms ended in large claws, almost like a lobster. Pink cilia served as a head, with no discernable eyes, ears, or mouth. One stood behind David. The other next to Hammer. For a second they froze, observing each other. Then Hammer’s pistol came up, aimed at David’s forehead. The aliens blurred into action. One snatched up David, grabbing him gently in a parental embrace with all four of its arms, and buzzed into the air. The other alien roughly pinned Hammer’s forearms, forcing him to drop both Glocks. Then it too launched into the air. Archive aimed his Glock. “No!” Jim-Bean put one hand out to lower Archive’s weapon. “Let me try.” Jim-Bean put both hands to his temples: [FONT="Impact"]WE APOLOGIZE. PLEASE RELEASE THIS THING. HE IS NEEDED BY US.[/FONT] “What are you doing?” asked Archive desperately. “Begging for Hammer’s life,” said Jim-Bean. A moment later Hammer slid down off the one part of the sloped roof of the motel that wasn’t on fire. He rolled off the roof and onto Tageret’s car. He was unconscious, but alive. [/QUOTE]
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