The Ishtar Chronicles: Book 1: The Start of the End of The Beginning

Oh so we're doing this now...okay, run

Mainly: Paul Lazar

So I jammed the keys into the Jeep, the two crackheads in the backseat and the redhead next to me. The police officer yelling into his radio to some named clarice.
Alice flipped him off as we rounded the cul-de-sac, "head for the intersate."
"Why?" I said, my foot glued to the gas. Pretty soon we had a humvee following us. "Okay."
I drove out of the neighborhood gearing it into the interstate. I heard a sonic boom go off behind me, rattling the back of my head, "What the hell?!"
I heard a loud explosion like a large military-issued helicopter hit the asphalt behind us, "Nothing," Alice said standing straight up in her seat, "Keep driving."
My head felt like it was going to split, I was almost dazed. I a girl's foot jam mine into the gas, "Here take this."
I felt like I was going to pass out...correction...I was passing out my eyes were going dark. I felt a hand take the steering wheel, "It's okay I got it." I felt a falling sensation as I fell out of my head and into my unconscious.

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Alternatively: Alice Wriste

"Well," She said. "We lost them."
The Jeep was on partially on fire, and she noted missing a tire, and Paul was unconscious on a patch of Mojave dirt, but they had lost them, but all of their spare wrist chip guns were empty, the account that linked them to her parents must have been empty, which intrigued her, why weren't her parents tracking her and her twin brothers.
She looked at Paul, who was lying face down in the dirt, a bloody gash on his head. Eeh. She kneeled down and turn him over, placing her forefinger on his head.
"Owwww," he moaned. "AD, I'm going to kill—"
She kicked him in ribs, before the twins could say anything. "However, what's AD."
Paul moaned, and she kicked him again. He stopped. She picked him up by the waist and put him over shoulder. "There has to be a town near here. Let's go."
                           Mainly: Paul Lazar
Paul felt himself falling into the dream. He hit something hard, "Ow."
"Wake up Ishtar-son."
Please don't be something weird, Please don't be something weird, Please don't be something weird, he opened his eyes. Fuck.
He was on the stomach of a giant weird Norse-giant-looking thing. Ishtar-son you have a great destiny.
"No," he said. "No I don't."
Then giant got kicked in the ribs, and Paul was falling again.

Mainly: Paul Lazar:

Okay, so the dream went sideways in the worst possible way. As if I didn't have enough splitting headaches already. There was a great explosion my head rattled. A giant bull fell in front of me. above it stood a woman in white, her body iridescent white, "Paul, you're time is almost coming. you did run, but you'll have to when to do what's right: meet Indrid Cold in LA."

I exploded pounding Alice in the face. She rubbed her forehead, "What the fu-"

"What kind of idiot puts their head above someone when they're knocked out."

"A very concerned one," She took a sip of a bang. I turned around we were under the cover of the pumps of an illuminated gas station. I looked to my right, "There's a bench right there."

"Yeah, but you looked cute sprawled on concrete." 

I looked at her annoyed, "That's not much of a thank you for giving you your porn back."

Within seconds of saying that I had a converse on my ****s. One of the terror twins showed up, with keys. He gave them to me, "Clearly you can drive, so let's go."

The other one came out of the store with cannabis and a bunch of cash. "He sold weed at a gas station."

Alice took another sip of star blast, "We're in Nevada."

I looked at them, "You carried me to Nevada."

The twins smiled, "More like stole a passing car."

"What?"

Alice stared them down, "We do that a lot."

She handed me a bag of chips. She looked at me sympathetically like I was just as about as valuable as some kitten her parents were going to throw out the back door. I knew that because there were a lot of those with me as a kid. She looked at me straight, "We're going to get you out of this. For all we know it's our fault."

"What?" I asked. Alice sighed, "I'll explain."

I stared down the dark poorly-stolen-cadillac-headlight-illuminated desert road, "You're what?"

"200 years old."

I said still astonished, "and you're family runs a gold mine for a secret society that's thousands of years old."

"And me and my brothers own Area 51."

"That's stupid. You look nineteen." 

Alice shed off her shirt. I nearly swerved off the road. "Look at my body." 

"I prefer not to."

"You *****, just look."

Along her stomach and upper chest were stretch marks or wait were those scars. They were etched into her like rings on a tree. "Wait, so you are."

"Yes."

"Okay, so I'm going to LA with a bunch of aliens."

"Matured star-seeds."

"What?"

"Nevermind just focus on the road."

"We're going to LA?"