The Moon Childe (COMPLETED)

Chapter 5: Returning to the Scene of the Crime

Adrenaline was pulsing through her veins and rage turning her face red, Amelia gave the "death-glare" to Ses, whom was quite terrified that, whatever plan he had, was just ruined by a filthy human. From behind, they heard the annoying sounds of the back-up the two detectives requested. Amelia glanced back at those annoying police detectives and then toward the three police cars driving in their direction. Ses' rough voice whispered something under his breath; Amelia faced him again, just in time for him to shove her aside. He ran for the over-pass barriers and Amelia, still craving revenge, chased after him. Through a megaphone from the cowering detectives called out to the two running figures.

"FREEZE! Stop running!" As they neared the barriers, Ses leaped over the concrete barriers and rolled in the air; doing a front flip. Amelia didn't hesitate; she jumped down after him, hearing small cries of "don't jump!" and slight gasps from the police officers.

Amelia saw Ses fall nearly onto the lower level of traffic, but a small jet-looking plane flew from behind and hovered under Ses, until he landed and shouted at the pilot to fly away. Using her newly formed blade, which replaced her right arm, she flung her arm out to just catch onto the back wing of the alien aircraft. Her sharp blade pierced through it just as the pilot speed up. A gust of wind blew in her face as Amelia held on with her mutated arm. Through her silver vision, she watched as even Ses had a hard time keeping balance on such an awkward shaped craft and the obvious lack of flying skills. After focusing on where she thought the cockpit would be, she, surprisingly found a  human figure. She was slightly confused as to why a human would be associated with such an alien creep who lives off of killing humans. But, she was still more focused on the red aura that was holding on for dear life in front of her.

With cars slowing down and people staring upward, the pilot kept a steady speed and tried to  stay leveled for Ses, who was shouting so many swear words at the pilot, calling him so many different things, alternating from English and whatever language his native tongue is. Amelia used her new found  arm strength to pull herself actually on the alien craft. Ses looked back at his enemy and snared at her, slowly crawling up toward the entrance to the cockpit. Feeling her revenge slipping away, she began using her blade to stab randomly into the craft; hoping to causing some type of system error or crash land somewhere.

Amelia actually stabbed something worth while; the plane jerked to the left and flung Ses nearly completely off. Amelia just barely held on with her blade arm, but the craft didn't level right away. Ses was slipping off, but he used one of his gadgets on his black belt. Amelia saw him pull out a small handle, and when he flicked it outward, it became twice its length and he pierced it in his own craft for support. He glared back at Amelia and that's when he started realizing that her powers were growing as she became more familiar with them.

"Your the scum the Earth!" he shouted to her, as the human figured pilot tried to level the craft more. Ses, obviously becoming impatient with his pilot, turned and shouted at him. "Fly the damn plane, will you? I'd rather not fall to my death on this shit-hole of a planet."

Amelia started crawling up the craft again, hoping to at least screw up his ship more before he falls or the pilot crashed down. The pilot slowly but steadily leveled out, as he flew over the freeway and started flying towards the residential areas. From a slight glance downward, Amelia saw nearly everyone outside staring up at them, with eyes wide and jaws dropped. Pedestrians pointed and shouted "UFO!!!" as the pilot flew over their heads. Amelia attempted to hide her face, but she wasn't sure if any of them could even tell if a human was riding it, let alone an alien. As the craft began to straighten out, Amelia and Ses began to stand up on the carrier.

Ses stood on the top of the craft and held his arms out, resembling a surfer, and inched his way to Amelia. Slowly, Amelia found her balance and eventually stood up along with Ses. They stared at each other with nothing but hatred in their eyes; Amelia, with her silver glowing eyes narrowed as Ses' bug-eyes beaded back and forth from Amelia and to the window of the cockpit.