Some Boys are Monsters

Sweet Nothings and Sour Somethings

warning: this chapter contains sexual content.

Tweek's song of the day: Sorry by Maria Mena

A searing hot beam of light blasted out the barrel of an enemy's laser gun. The concentrated ray of light zapped towards us as we tried to make our daring escape. We had just fought our way outside the prison's walls, but more guards were waiting for us.

Many more.

"Look out!" Craig screamed in warning as a blast of light came towards us. We launched ourselves away from the beam with no time left to spare. In our panic we took off in opposite directions, losing sight of one another through the foreign planet's thick foliage. My feet carried me away from the scene as I tripped over branches and small mounds of bubbling, black tar. Thick thorns of alien plants tore at my clothes and left my exposed skin scratched and bloodied as I struggled to escape.

We were fighting in a war we knew we couldn't win, but the fate of an entire galaxy was depending on our triumph. Trillions of innocent lives would have been disrupted, if not destroyed, if we and our forces couldn't save them from the hands of a greedy intergalactic empire. Craig and I seemed to be their last hope. So, we found ourselves caught in the middle of a losing battle.

When I looked back only to realize Craig was no longer behind me, I wondered if that battle was worth all this.

I finally slowed when the sounds of the alien's weaponry and my fleeing friend became a distant hum, and then sought refuge underneath some unlucky spacecraft's wreckage. I hid there for a while; convinced my friend would soon be there to meet me at our designated rendezvous point.

Once I gathered my bearings, I unzipped the worn out old backpack that had been resting on my shoulders. A small alien life form was resting inside. Luckily she was unharmed, so I reached in and gently rubbed her plush skin.

"It's okay," I assured the infant. "Craig will be here soon, then we'll try and get somewhere safe."

Bob and I waited and waited for our companion to return, but to no avail. I knew the enemy aliens hadn't come after me, which meant our fellow spaceman was somewhere out there with a slew of them on his trail. I huffed, trying to collect myself before peeking out around the edge of a mangled piece of rusted metal.

After zipping Bob safely back up the backpack, I crept out of the wreckage, laser gun in hand, and nervously scanned the lush landscape. Odd plants of the likes I had never seen were growing abundantly all around me. Beautifully shaped flowers of indescribable colors were poking out from the thorny brush, and in the sky hung a large pink planet amongst an array of twinkling stars. It was a whimsical landscape, but I was far too afraid to pay any more mind to the scenery.

I sucked in an uneasy breath of the humid air, then, after making sure the coast was clear, I navigated my way around the ominous vegetation that had ripped my clothes all to hell during my escape. Searching for my beloved companion was no easy task, considering I knew nothing of that planet other than what we explored when we first landed in our ship.

Surely the enemy disposed of the precious spacecraft when they'd captured us.

I followed whatever tracks I could through the plants and mud, most of which were the oversized boot prints of the aliens that were trailing him. I remember being horrified in that moment, knowing that I was walking right into a confrontation and not having any idea how I was going to defend myself- let alone Craig.

I checked my laser gun. Only two cartridges were left. I wasn't surprised considering how many shots I, and the guard I stole it from, had fired during our prison escape. Still, I was hoping I'd have a little more to work with.