Alien kidnapping, or was it Chapter 3

Alien kidnapping, or was it
Chapter 3

Samuel was flying as fast as he could. He curses himself for stopping to help Atata and its people.

Sighing, Samuel shook his head as he flew into another wormhole. ‘Hmmm,’ he thought, ‘as many as Mello's ship had taken, you'd think she was trying to lose him.’

Flying onward, he suddenly dropped into standard space. Looking around, he blinked at what appeared to be earth, though shaking his head, she knew better. Rubbing them, he looked closer as his mouth dropped open.

He could see very thin, though extremely tall, human-like creatures on the planet. Their eyes were huge and appeared to have nothing resembling a nose. Shaking his head again, Samuel was about to leave the strange world when he heard a scream. Trying to refuse to look again, Samuel tried to leave when he heard the cry again.

Sighing, Samuel said, "Damn it, why now? I was starting to get close to finding her again."

Looking at the energy trail, he saw it wasn't as faint. A third scream finally had him flying planet-wide. Cursing under his breath, he saw what appeared to be a female trying to hold off a massive crowd of... were those beetle-like insects?

Landing with a ground-shaking thud behind the female, Samuel ducked when the female swung a long, very sharp-looking blade at him. "What the hell?" Samuel shouted as she turned at him even faster again.

Growling loudly at him, she swung back toward the insects, decapitating ten or twenty of those that had tried to advance in the front row. "Unless you want to join your headless, dead friends, I suggest you get away from that which is mine!" The female growled louder.

"Yours!?" Samuel asked as he started to look around him. He saw what appeared to be about twenty smaller versions of the female. ‘Why,’ Samuel thought, ‘were they all buried up to their necks in the ground?’

"Yes, my frinklings." This prompted the forward row of insects to move. The female again swung her blade, taking about ten more heads off.
"Neither you nor who they work for can have them!" The female growled fiercely.

Swinging toward Samuel again, the blade hit Samuel's neck, his attention momentarily drawn to the smaller versions. There was a clang and then a gasp from the female as her eyes widened. "What are you?" The female asked as her arms, then the rest of her body started to shake from the vibrations.

A loud chirping clicked from the beetle insects as they started to surge forward. The female's eyes got larger; imagine that as she turned, swinging the blade furiously.

Samuel could quickly see that the female would be overrun in no time at all at this rate. Growling, Samuel took to the air, meeting the front of the insects and pushing back as hard as he could. Catching them off guard, he started moving most of them backward. The whole time, he could hear all of them shouting kill, kill!

Growling loudly, Samuel stated, "Unless all of you want to be seriously hurt, I suggest you BACK OFF!" This last shouted at them, the force of Samuel's voice pushing the multitude of them back even further.

"Who are you to even try to order us?" Several of those on the front hissed at Samuel. "Now you will die with all of these here!" A massive wave of greenish liquid flew from many insects, covering Samuel. This burned what little was left of his clothes from his body. Looking down at his body, his face momentarily twisted into anger.

Shaking what he assumed was a type of acid off himself, he turned to the insects. Growling, Samuel lowered his hand flat on the one before him.

Smashing it quickly to a pulp, then turned to the rest. Taking to the air again faster than any could follow, Samuel crushed a three-foot path in front of him to the back of the mass of insects.

"Were you actual beings, not mindless killers? I might feel remorse for a moment." Setting in the front again, looking hard at the front row, he continued. "Though in your case, I'll make an exception." This last was issued in a low growl.

"Ha! There are many, but one of you. You cannot win even with the amount you have destroyed." Several of those in front hissed at Samuel.

Samuel's eyes narrowed as he whispered, "Wanna bet?" Again, Samuel moved far faster than anyone could follow, then even more quickly. Appearing this time, he crushed an even wider swath and then doubled that as he reversed his path back on the opposite side.

The screams of the dying were almost overwhelming. The insect beetles slowly withdrew more rapidly, with only about a hundred left alive. "You will pay dearly for this!" They threw back at Samuel in their retreat.

"As you saw, nothing you did affected me at all. Don't return, or the rest of you will perish!" Samuel growled at their retreating forms.

A movement past him caught Samuel entirely off guard. The same female with the long blade was chasing the rapidly retreating insects, slaughtering all of them as she glided through them with ease.

Returning to stand before Samuel after the last fall, she gave Samuel an odd look. Then, bowing low, she stated, "I wish to thank you for saving my frinklings." Still turning, she continued, "I do not know you, though your actions seem vaguely familiar. Tell me, just who are you? Exactly where are you from?"

Samuel returned the female's low bow, causing a soft gasp. "I am Samuel, though you may call me Sam. I am from a planet called Earth, though Mellos Thymp told me that I was not."

Again, the female gasped, "You talked to Mellos and survived?" This time, the female looked closer, even extremely close to all of Sam. "Yes, I can see that you are exceedingly strong. I am Queen Triada. As I said, I do not know you, though I can trust you for some reason."

Shaking his head, a thought came to Sam. The Queen was royalty. She, therefore, had access to far more information. "If I may ask, Queen, have you ever heard of the Clive stones?"

The Queen's mouth dropped open, her eyes wide as realization struck home. Nodding, the Queen stated, "At one time long ago, they were a noble race. A few of their kind rebelled against what almost all those in power believed in, although they were also quickly put down by their people.

The Intergalactic Patrol was formed over three decades, quiet 'til they had a chance to strike.

Then they began a massive bombardment of the Clive stone planet."

"Wait! You're telling me that the Patrol destroyed them when there was no reason for it?!" Sam cried out in disgust.

The Queen sadly nodded her head. "It wasn't long after that many worlds were suddenly falling under the protection of the Patrol. It was also about this time that a great many massive executions took place. All of this was under their protective rules that they quickly installed."

Samuel's face quickly twisted into a mask of massive rage, calming only when the Queen gently touched his arm. "I should crush all of them!" Sam shouted, startling the Queen.

"No, not yet. What you did today has possibly saved our planet from them and their agents. Also, what did you do for the Prodons?" The Queen replied.

This time, it was Sam's turn for his mouth to hang open. That had only been what? A few hours ago, at the most? "I knew they had powerful minds, though not by far this powerful!"

The Queen gave Sam what he guessed was a smile. "All free planets are linked now; it is the only thing that stops them." Here, the Queen sighed, "Though we may lose that soon, I am afraid."

"Though I am after Mellos first and foremost, I will do my best to help," Sam told the still-smiling Queen.

"Thank you, Sam, of the Clive stones. Knowing that a few of your noble race still exist brings me great joy." The Queen stated as she bowed again. "You now have all of our loyalty."

Sam also bowed to the Queen, "I was glad I could help. If you ever need me again, call. I'll return as fast as I can."

A third gasp arose from the Queen's throat. "We are equals, noble sir. You do not need to bow to me." The Queen said with a significant smile.

"Perhaps, though, this is your world. Therefore, I am only paying you the respect you deserve in your realm." Sam said in all honesty, causing the Queen to nod at the wisdom that Sam was showing.

"Ah! I was correct; you are of that most noble race. I am also surprised that you still have your abilities here." The Queen asked, full of curiosity. "Our atmosphere was one of many said to weaken your kind greatly."

Here, Sam smiled, "I lived, well, grew up in a world with an atmosphere not unlike this one. It would appear that I grew an immunity to it so that it no longer affects me."

This made the Queen smile even more significant. Immune? Nodding her head, perhaps this time they'd all have a chance for things to be put right, not like what had happened with Mellos. The female sighed, hoping that this one was as strong as she felt he was.

Telling the Queen goodbye, Sam was about to leave when half of the smaller versions of the Queen popped out of the ground. Nodding with a shocked smile, Sam nodded and then took off into space.

The Queen felt terrible for deceiving Sam. She hoped the path she sent him on would help their cause.

According to the Queen, Sam should follow the path she had sent him. Sighing, he opened a wormhole, slipping in. He was only there maybe ten minutes when he appeared not far from an orange, gaseous giant.

Trying to fly past following Mello's energy trail, he almost made it when he saw a titanic battle below. Shaking his head, then sighing, Sam took a last long look at the energy trail and then turned, heading to planet Ward.

Far, very far below, a tech ran to his commander. "Sir! I'm picking up the energy signature of the being that the command sub-commander advised all posts of."

"WHAT!? Is it here already? Pull out all the anti-clever gas guns. I want all troops armed. Call the garrison, command, and the General's home." The commander yelled, issuing orders.

"Sir! What of what command said of him being immune to the effects of the gas guns?" The tech asked.

The Commander was deep in thought a moment before he answered. "Good point, advise the General and all his men to leave planet side. Have all ships ready to depart as fast as possible. If, as Command says, he is immune, we must be ready to leave."

The tech rapidly nodded as he ran off to convey the orders. After a mere twenty minutes, all was ready.

Slowing, surveying the scene below, Sam was surprised to see several I.P. ships leaving the planet quickly. Well, that's a few less not to have to deal with, he thought.

Again, as before landing with a thud, Sam soon saw that the indigenous race was in a losing battle at the moment. Walking toward them, he saw several bristles, then relaxed as he walked through, not making a threatening move. A central group a ways off drew his attention to them.

Stopping before the group, Sam quietly waited for them to make the first move. "From your bravery, you are either the biggest fool I have ever seen or this Sam Queen Triada told us of." The apparent leader said.

Quickly bowing to all of them, he heard many gasps. "Are you not Clive Stone? Why are you bowing to us? your people were one of the most noble of all the races." Said another that Sam could only assume was the second in command.

"As I told the Queen, this is your planet, not mine. I am only here to help. I, therefore, give you respect in your home." Sam told all that were there.

The leader stepped forward on its spider-like solid legs. "You realize that if you help us, you will make an enemy of the patrol."

Sam turned to look back at the army of I.P. people. "They, I think," Sam said with a growl. "Already believe I am their enemy. They may be right as I get further into this."

The leader’s eyes opened wide, and then he nodded as he took Sam, showing him all they knew. Pulling the leader aside, Sam looked for ears on the scarecrow's thin head. Shrugging, Sam whispered a few moments, then lifted off, flying toward the I.P. men.

A quick shout from the commander had all the I.P. troops firing their gas guns at Sam. Shocked momentarily, Sam flew a cloud of air almost identical to Earth's. Stopping a moment, Sam sucked all of it in, then turned, blowing it straight up at an accelerated speed. No sense poisoning the air of those that live here, he thought.

"Retreat! Now!" The Commander of the I.P. troops shouted as they rapidly pulled back to the field of ships. Smiling with a nod, Sam flew toward the I.P. troops, grabbing the Commander at blinding speed. Then, just as rapidly returned to the leader of the people of the planet.

"Release me! I shall make sure that you die!" The commander railed and spit at Sam.

Slapping the Commander across the face, Sam growled back in the man's face. "I know that you were told I was immune. Yet, like the good little soldier, you only thought of nothing but glory. What a fool! I saved the I.P. the trouble of killing you. Besides, I think that they would relish the pleasure of killing you for disobeying orders. So, for me, it's a win all around."

With that, Sam threw the I.P. Commander on the ground at the foot-like protrusions of the leader of the planet's troops.

Nodding, the leader bowed to Sam. "We should take the planet back in no time now with all of them gone now."

Sam nodded as he looked up, watching over a hundred ships rapidly leaving the planet. "If you need further help, you have but to ask. I'm happy to help."

The leader shook its head. "You made them leave. We can hold once we are back in the strongholds they held. Leaving them in the first place gave the I.P. the advantage they needed over us. Never again!" The leader shouted, as did the rest of those who were there.

"Go, our friend," the leader said, clapping Sam on the shoulder. "Queen Triada has given you a clear path. Be well, friend." With that, all of those who were there bowed low to Sam. Blushing, Sam nodded, then turned to them, lifting off into space.

Queen Triada, Sam just left. We will start re-establishment as soon as we return to the strongholds. The leader thought.

It is good that it will recreate the triad in this sector again. If you need him again, call us and the Prodons. The Queen's thoughts came.

Has he freed both yours and their worlds? Perhaps, as you said, there is hope again. I take it you are sending him to the next sector, the leader asked.

Yes, they might react far quicker than you think after what he did here. Please hurry and re-establish so we are all ready for them this time, the Queen replied. The smiling leader leads all those with him forward, dragging the cursing and spitting Commander of the I.P. troops.

Only about five minutes from the orange gas planet, Sam sighed. Another wormhole? Creating another, he slipped in, traveling for half an hour.

Finally dropping out, he emerged near a grayish world.

Looking hard at the energy trail, Sam was startled when he saw Mellos's ship. Flying full speed toward it, he stopped vanishing at the hull.

Appearing inside, Sam saw another female strapped to what appeared to be a table by several restraints. "Are you ok?" Sam asked the scared female.

Her lips quivering, she barely whispered, "No, please help me!" Reaching out, Sam quickly snapped the restraints on her arms. That's when Sam heard someone rapidly approaching.

Sam swung his arm back, catching the same blonde man from before, sending him crashing into the bulkhead unconscious. Turning around, Sam snapped one of the restraints on the female's legs. Then he was hit flying away from the female hit from the side by a great force.

"What in the hell do you think you are doing? I need her to finish healing where you stopped!" Mellos almost screamed, sitting on Sam's chest, her legs on either side of him.

Flipping up, surprising Mellos, Sam threw her across the room. To his surprise, Mellos flipped, bouncing off the bulkhead with her legs and heading back toward him. Smiling, she thought she had him 'til he caught her, slamming her to the floor.

Landing with a loud crunching thud, Mellos tried to remain conscious. Damn it, she thought. I almost had him! Then her eyes closed into unconsciousness.

Sam rushed to the female still on the table, struggling to break the last restraint. Snapping it quickly, Sam could see that she had significantly weakened it. Smiling, Sam stepped back as the female tentatively got off the table. Looking over at Sam, she seemed afraid to move.

"Would you like help getting home?" Sam asked. When she only nodded, Sam smiled larger. "Can you show me where exactly you live on the planet?"

When she only stared at Sam with a look that said she thought he was crazy, Sam slowly moved closer. Flinching away from him, "What are you doing?" She cried, trying to get further from Sam.

"I just need to touch your head. Think of where you lived before; I touched you. You say when, ok?" Sam told the female.

Looking hard at Sam for a few minutes, the female slowly started to nod yes. Then, as Sam reached over, she quickly grabbed his arm with a speed and strength he hadn't expected. "Nothing but a touch!" She whispered.

Sam nodded, then she released his arm, and he then gently touched her head. Seeing her home, he also felt her abilities start to open. Good. He thought she appeared to be alright after all.

"Alright, take my hand. We'll appear outside the ship, then I'll fly us down." Sam told her as she slowly nodded, taking Sam's hand.

Standing outside the ship with the female, Sam started toward her home. When she pulled away from him, Sam smiled as he flew next to her 'til they touched down. Nodding at her, Sam suddenly turned at a shout. Turning, he saw the approach of several I.P. troops making their way toward the both of them.

Sighing, Sam shook his head, and then he felt the female back away, trembling. Damn it! Sam thought she was still scared because of Mellos. Oh well, he thought. Then he heard the female scream as she went down. Growling fiercely, Sam knocked the men around her out; picking her up, Sam took her out of sight. Feeling his rage grow, Sam took to the air, a murderous look in his eyes as he headed back to where the I.P. troops were searching.



To be continued