Alley ran over to the wall.
"I think we're gonna need more firepower than that." Punching in a code, seemingly on the bare wall, Alley unlocked the weapons wall. The siding slid away, showing plasma hand cannons, high-tech laser guns, and gravity grenades.
For emergency use only. A voice rang out.
Please say emergency code to unlock.
"12-82 End Time."
Correct.
Alley grabbed a plasma hand cannon and tossed it to James, grabbing one for herself.
James caught it, surprised. "I didn't know that was in here." He says, a little embarrassed. He aimed it at the door. "Screw it, just open the hatch."
Alley closed the weapons door. Stepping over, she carefully punched in her code.
The look-alike burst through the door before she could finish.
"Heumans…"
(Omg, I just reminded myself of the movie Aliens in the Attic XD)
(oml lmao)
James didn't hesitate. He fired.
The (maybe) alien rolled out of the way, firing with its gun.
James ducked behind the door and fired back. "Guys, get out of there!" James yelled, firing back at the (maybe) alien.
(maybe alien. the first clue.)
Alley shook her head. Alley took aim and fired. It hit the creatures arm. Both it and Alley let out a scream of pain. Looking down at her arm, she saw that the area on her arm that corresponded with where she shot the alien was a fiery red, and extremely painful.
James looked at Alley when she screamed and looked at the thing. Quick thinking lead to a kind of risky decision. James grabbed his handgun and advanced to the creature. While it was in pain, James attempted to knock it out by clobbering it in the side of the head.
(so it's not an alien?)
(Maybe. :) )
When James' handgun hit the creature's head, it crumbled. Alley collapsed, holding her head. She let out a groan.
"Sorry, Alley, I had to. Are you alright?" James asks. Putting down the gun, he moved the door as much as possible.
(so many questions, urgh)
"I-I'm f-fine." She spat the words out, not in anger, but pain.
(patience, young padawan)
(lol)
"Okay, anyone speaking like that is not fine. We have medical supplies, let's check for a concussion first and get you a bag of ice." James says, concerned. "And uh, we should look at that too." James glances at the remains of the thing.
Alley looked at it, the pain slowly waning.
"I don't think it's dead."
Aza flipped her hands, joining the fight for the first time. The magnetic poles of the alien reversed, making its heart stop beating. "Done," she sang and collapsed on the floor, giggling. "Done, done, done!"
Alley's heart gave a slight tug, but the pain quickly faded away.
"Remind me to never get on Aza's bad side."
James picked up the dead (maybe) alien "We should keep it's body, just in case it reverts back to it's true form. Yes, I know it's disgusting, but it gives us a small advantage. I'll put it away, you guys meet me at the table. It's almost dinner." Stepping out of the storage unit, James found a place to put the body. (A freezer maybe, I'm assuming we have one) While he was there, he got an ice pack. He kept all emotion from spilling out by focusing on his work. No time to cry now. James walked back to the dining room.
Alley was sitting at the table, trying not to cry.
James pulled out a chair across from Alley, and handed her the ice pack. "How're you holding up?" He asked Alley.