Forgotten

Chapter Three: An Alien Concept

"Alien!" I spit the venom from my mouth, the word a curse on my tongue. I whipped around, sliding on the floor towards my rapier and wrapped my hand around the hilt. I stood and pointed it at her neck, my right hand outstretched and my left by my side.

Vince was indifferent to my movements, concentrating entirely on Pago, as I assumed my fighting position. The alien had her gun pointed at my forehead.

We stayed there for a long time staring at each other, neither of us moving. Vince turned and watched us wage our silent battle. He did nothing to stop us, but watched with unblinking eyes.

"Foolish humans!" She sighed as if addressing a tiresome child who had continued to reach into the cookie jar again and again. "Always insist on war."

"If I remember correctly," I spit at her, "you attacked us, not the other way around." My jaw clenched as I attempted to calm my anger, but it was no use; the hate could not be quenched.

"No, we merely selected a few specimen in order to conduct experiments. We had no intention on harming you. Then you-"

"Save it! I know what happened. However you word it, you abducted us, kept us prisoner, cut us open, injected us with only God knows what, and many other monstrosities. That sounds like an attack to me. Did you expect us not to retaliate? Defend ourselves."

"Bah, you do not understand. "

"Oh, no I get it. Loud and clear."

"What we did would not have been considered attack in my dimension."

"Well you've got a messed up planet than."

"I tell you humans the same thing over and over again, but you never listen!"

"You mean that ludicrous tale that you aren't aliens, that you are from a different dimension? Same earth, two worlds apart? That you're just as human as me with slight DNA differences. Aliens are more likely, humans are not so evil as to do what you did."

"You talk and talk, but I know the truth. We are not human, but we are not alien either. Copies with differences in DNA, that is all. I conducted tests, I know the similarities between our races and the differences. I know all of your weaknesses." The alien finished her sentence with a sense of finality. She smiled and lowered her gun, looking behind me.

Taking the opportunity, I rushed toward her, intending to run her through the heart with my blade. I was cut short by a blow to my head so strong, I was already unconscious before I hit the ground.

The ground continued to shake as bomb after bomb hit the ground. The vault door shut behind us with a definite clang, we had barely made it in time. Even now people from outside were pounding their fists against the metal doors begging to get in, but the two soldiers standing by refused to reopen the door.

"Why don't they let them in?" I asked, my question was lost in the sound of the crowd around me. Lily was just in front of me, our hands clasped tightly together.

"We need to get further in!" she yelled. Apparently a lot of other people had the same idea. I couldn't have stayed if I wanted to.

Everyone pushed forward to get deeper underground where the only light was dim lanterns that hung from the ceiling, flickering. I looked at the peoples' faces, they all looked frightened, some determined men held their wives in their arms as babes' cries filled the air. More soldiers adorned the walls, their faces blank, guns pointing upwards.

I held onto my older sister's hand more tightly as we plunged deeper down into the darkness.

My eyes fluttered open reluctantly. I had hoped to have forgotten that day, but it was hard to ignore the first day I had learned of the aliens.