BIALIEN VOLUME I
“RISE OF THE BIALIENSAPIEN: HUMAN EVOLVED PART 1”
A SCI-FI,SPACE,ACTION,ADVENTURE & ROMANCE GRAPHIC NOVEL
By VC IMAGINATION FACTORY
VLANE CARTER
Smashwords Edition Copyright © 2011 By Vlane Carter
Rise of the BIAliensapien: Human Evolved Vol I Text copyright © 2010 by VC Imagination Factory Vlane Carter
Front and back book cover illustration by John Moriarty copyright © 2009, 2010, 2011 by VC Imagination Factory.
Other illustrations by Kwan Wilson, John Buurman, Matthew Garofalo, John Moriarty © 2009, 2010, 2011 by VC Imagination Factory.
All illustrations and animation designs are designed and directed by Vlane Carter
Edited by: Kevin Holland
Character BELLONA and “Evolve Your Imagination” are registered trademarks of VC Imagination Factory.
Jaden Marino, Marco, AI, Dr. Chan and other fictional book characters are copyright © 2009, 2010 by VC Imagination Factory, all rights reserved.
No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without written permission of the publisher.
Library of Congress Copyright Number: TXu 1-644-495 and TXu 1-704-707
Table of Contents
Chapter 2: The Sonicboomathon Chase
Chapter 3: Europa’s Cracked Shell
Chapter 4: Questions Require Answers
Chapter 10: An Alien of Two Worlds
PROLOGUE
An average teenager Jaden Marino discovers a UFO landing one evening in upstate NY. The government is also looking for the mysterious UFO in the area. The government eventually follows him to it while trying to kill him. He hides inside of the advanced nanotechnology UFO while the government tries to take it away to Area 51 on a trailer. His mind goes into a comatose state and he has an out-of-the-body experience. The spaceship translates his English language from his mind into its language, enabling him to control the UFO with his mind. As he tries to fly away, the government sends all of their best and top-secret aircraft to intercept this very advanced spacecraft. Jaden quickly learns what this spaceship is capable of and goes against the best pilots in an intense chase over NY. Eventually he leaves Earth and travels 2.1 million light-years into the Andromeda Galaxy. He learns of an advanced alien species called Andromedians, who are 70,000 years ahead of humans. The Andromedians are peaceful explorers and their thinking is very far ahead of our own.
Jaden comes back to Earth eighteen years later and is aware of an alien conspiracy that is about to take place on Earth. He tries to warn people, but everyone thinks he is crazy. They lock him up in a mental ward. Society, relationships, values and technology has changed on Earth. He has a microscopic artificial intelligence alien companion in his mind helping him along the way, called AI. His body begins developing its advanced alien nanotechnology weapons system to work on Earth. After the government and citizens do not listen, he tries to help the people he cares about while the government places him on a terrorist list and uses their full military forces to kill him. He goes against the government’s future weapons, Motherdrone (a super computer that controls all UAV drone crafts), super exoskeleton soldiers, SWATbots, thermobaric weapons and himself. At the same time, a bad alien race, called Darclonians, are implementing their silent planned strike on humans. An energy knight is the Darclonians new powerful weapon that can manipulate dark energy. Unbelievable movie style action sequences throughout the book and an ending you won’t stop talking about. Jaden Marino’s adventure of a lifetime begins.
THE BIALIEN TRILOGY/SERIES VOL I
PROFESSIONAL BOOK REVIEWS
NOTE: Book reviews are based on all three parts to the Volume I series.
“Science fiction fans unite! If the title doesn't say it all, I don't know what will! To preface this review, all of you naysayers out there who shake their heads at sci-fi should remember that, back in the 70's, the names R2-D2, C3PO, Chewie...you get my point, here...were unknowns. Now they are as much a facet of popular literary culture as is Mr. Darcy. Jane Austen, Henry James, Dickens, etc., were beautiful storytellers, but sci-fi has amazingly imaginative beauty surrounding it as well. And this author, Vlane Carter, knows that for a fact…
...there are A LOT of scenes that the reader gets to experience. From the military battle with the UFO, to the alien shark attack on another planet (which is really cool, by the way), this author offers a never-ending parade of amazing creatures and locations that will, perhaps, one day be logged into popular literary culture right beside old C3PO and his little beeping buddy…..There are two factions out there in America – Star Wars vs. Star Trek – and I am definitely on the side of George Lucas having the more creative concept. So hats off to this writer, Vlane Carter, who may someday join those Lucas ranks if readers and sci-fi fans everywhere band together and realize that the force really MAY be with this one.” – FEATHERED QUILL REVIEWS.
“…the bialien trilogy is not your typical sci-fi novel. Think of a comic book that uses words instead of illustrations and you might come close. One thing that the writer certainly has is imagination. It is written very visually
….you may tell by his style that Vlane is very passionate about his writing. It takes time and effort to envision and write a novel of this length without losing the energy throughout it. Bialien is his first novel, and, from his marketing material and website, certainly not his last. It is always interesting to see the first story written and how writing styles evolve from book to book. Let’s see where Volume Two takes us.” –TOP BOOK REVIEWERS.
“A Sci-Fi series set on exploring concepts of the deep future, “The Bialien Trilogy” is for the Science fiction fan who likes to be amazed at what the future holds…” – MIDWEST BOOK REVIEWS
“Vlane Carter first novel is a huge “tome” of a book. There is lots of action and adventure as our main character, Jaden, meets a host of aliens from across the universe, engages in a host of battles as well as doing some “fun” stuff. There is a lot of “things” in this book to cause the reader to pause and ponder. For the adventurous reader who likes long novels make sure you put this close to the top of your Must Read list.—STEVEN FIVECATS, EDITOR. YELLOW30 SCI-FI REVIEW.
…the first thing readers will notice about this book is the author’s manner of storytelling. It’s different and can take some getting use to. That said, if you adjust your thinking to the author’s way of telling the story, you’ll find that it works! He achieves his goal of making the story read as if you’re seeing it on the big screen, as an action packed movie. Also worth mentioning, is that to complete the entire scope of the story, Vlane has placed visual images throughout, as well as a book sound track, creating an entirely new dimension to the meaning of author/story/reader interaction….
….Outside of the book itself, this author takes great care to interact with his readers and has a website that includes free chapter plus loads of information about the series. Inside the book, he takes just as much care, and it’s clear he has put his entire being into each and every word. Real knowledge can make or break a book, and this author definitely knows his technology. ….
….Give this book a chance and you won’t be disappointed by the in your face, non-stop action that leaves you on a roller coaster ride that thrusts you up and down, side to side, both thrills and chills, and then rockets you out of this world…”
—New Reads Underground. Rachel M. D’aigle, NRU Head and Author of YA Fantasy Series The Journals of The Jacoby Odyssey
….This book crosses many topics, from government conspiracies, alien technology, nanotechnology, world domination, love, female empowerment and religion... All which take the reader into new realms of thought and possibility, allowing for outside the box thinking and discussion amongst readers…..
….Sci-fi and fiction enthusiasts will have a hard time putting this book down. Vlane Carter succeeds in his unconventional storytelling style, drawing readers into his vast creation, while the plot twists keep you riveted and guessing until the books final page. Or, make that the final word….”
—M. Penny Harmon, Review SIP “ReviewSIP” (Salt Lake City, Utah)
Acknowledgements:
I want to thank Stefanie Manzo and Jack Cooper for being the first two people to finish the novel and filling out a questionnaire in September 2009. Thanks for your constructive criticisms, suggestions and opinions. Good job finishing the vol I series in less than 45 days.
Special thanks to Jack Cooper for listening and analyzing my bits and pieces of the book over the years. I saved your text message when you finished the book: “Your mind is WARPED and I love it…Really good story!” I told you the novel would be hard to put down. Thanks for helping me edit the website content and being supportive over the years.
Special thanks to Cathy Chia-Li Han for supporting me from the beginning. You were the only one I told the entire book to back in 2006. Thanks for informing me and enlightening me on history of Asian culture, and also for putting up with my crazy imagination and ideas over the years.
Special thanks to my sister (Kathi Carter-Days) for believing I could finish this novel and believing I could pull off the business side as well. Thanks for the support over the years.
Thanks to my brother Hans Carter for being my third eye over the years and for having the confidence that I could get it done. We share the same goal for perfection in what we do. When I began art directing I noticed the simularities.
I would also like to thank my father (Oliver), brother (Dominick) and sister (Kim) for their support and believing in me over the years. I would like to say hello to my nieces. Thanks to my other family and relatives for purchasing my novel.
Special thanks to my late mother (Carrie Carter), who was an excellent writer and had perfect English/vocabulary. Thank you for raising me so well and keeping me on track over the years. Your words of inspiration kept me focused over the years, “work hard and don’t be lazy.” I’m sure you would be proud that I stuck to this 4 1/2 year book project and didn’t give up. This novel series, video game design and story, seventy pages of business marketing book notes, hundreds of screenplay scenes, dozens of illustrations and animation designs was the hardest challenge I ever faced. I’ve used parts of my brain I didn’t even know were there. Thanks for being there on the side of me while I typed 16-18 hours a day.
I want to thank my old Facebook friends for responding to my wall and helping me with research on relationships and religion. I know many of you didn’t like my outside the box views, but thanks for hanging in there.
I want to thank my old friends at Maimonides: Bobo, Sal, Sean, Rodney Laurel, Dennis, David A, Victoria, Jason, Shweta, Berry, Chris, Palmer, Rashied, Joe Keitt and a few others.
Shout out to Maria and Steven James, N. Jacksons, James family, Castro family, Oz, Smith family, all the Shawns, Jill, Annette Negron, EditNY, Janet and Angel Rodriguez, Alan and Jessica, Mike and Alberto from Concept 2000, Anette and Britt and my Norwegian/Swedish friends, I finally finished!
Special shout out to Robin Williams (Movie Director of True life story). I hope your first movie is successful. I remember all the long hours you were working on your screenplay and all the long hours I was working on my book. I can’t believe we finally finished! We both stuck to it. Much success to you.
I want to thanks my first graphic artist Matthew Garafalo for going through dozens of hours and 40-50 drafts of the Gravhawk, and DEKs book cover. Thanks for having a passion for drawing and proving it’s not always about the money. Thanks for a job well done on my first animation book intro. It took a few months, but it was worth the wait. You did magic on the EIS generation 2 in the illustration and in animation. Remember these repetition art directing words in regards to the EIS: “More space between the wings and tail.” I felt like a drill sergeant. You definitely gave me my first experience with creative art directing.
I want to thank my other graphic artist Kwan Wilson and John Moriarty for putting up with my very detailed art directing. Good job fellas, thanks for not giving up on me.
I want to thank my main graphic artist John Buurman. John, I’ve never seen such imaginative sci-fi artwork. Your artwork designs still boggle my mind. When I first saw your artwork, I thought an alien from another galaxy took over your mind and made you draw your illustrations. Good job on the EIS (Exoskeleton Intergalactic Spaceship) generation 4, I knew we could do it. With our vision and your skills we can illustration almost anything (Vol II illustrations will definetly become more challenging; I’m sure you are up for it). I hope your wife gets better soon.
I want to thank my editor Kevin Holland for doing such a swell job on editing the book. I know it was challenging editing my unique writing style and content. You finished it and did an amazing job with categorizing all the characters and pointing out my common mistakes.
I want to finally thank instrumental soundtrack artist: Martin O’Donnell, Hans Zimmerman, Steve Jablonsky, Yann Tiersen, John Williams and many other artists, for making music that stimulated my imagination for tens of thousands of hours. Where do you people come up with these amazing sounds?
TO ALL READERS AND BOOK CRITICS PLEASE NOTE:
Bialien Vol I was written in present tense for the following reasons:
1.So the reader can read and experience the novel as if they were watching a movie.
2.Nanotime.
3.Detailed action sequences.
4.Movie soundtracks inserted into different parts of the story.
5.Telepathic communication and talking to another personality.
6.Mind reading and answering questions inside of a conversation.
7.Have the reader experience the story as if they are right with Jaden at all times.
“….Author, Vlane Carter, has created a story told in a unique and unconventional writing style, keeping the action in the present tense, so as to keep the reader feeling as though they are experiencing the action as its happening. It can be akin to reading a script, or make you feel as though you're watching a movie. It is a writing style that can, at first, be jarring and difficult to understand. But if you give it a few chapters it will not only grow on you, but draw you in. And then you suddenly cannot imagine the story written any other way. And, quite possibly, it could be the first book that includes its own music recommendations (to listen to while reading)…..” – M. Penny Harmon, Review SIP “ReviewSIP”
Single quotes ‘ ‘ are used in the book when:
Main character is thinking and talking to himself.
To show main character communicating with another personality in his mind.
High-speed telepathic communications
Even though third person narrative is mainly used throughout the book, the author needed to slowly get the reader used to single quotes by having main character thinking to himself from outside his body in Chapter one and two.
PLEASE NOTE: THE GLOSSARY TO THE MAJOR TERMS AND DEFINITIONS IN THE BOOK ARE ON THE LAST FEW PAGES.
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Thank you for purchasing my novel and enjoy!
Chapter 1: The Transformation
Jaden has been hearing voices in his sleep for the past few weeks, but can’t remember specifics when he wakes up. Some of the memories are stored in his subconscious.
“….this isn’t his time. I sense his destiny has not been fulfilled and he has a long journey before him,” a robotic female voice says.
“…this unknown soul is needed like the rest and isn’t anything special,” an older man’s voice speaks.
“….I sense two anomalies in his twelve dimensions of matter strings configuration,” a soft male voice says.
“This universe continues to be unbalanced and there is a shift in the gravitational structure from that sector,” the echoing robotic female voice says.
“For the past 100,000 years, we have only been receiving twenty-five percent of organic intelligent souls from that sector….” the old man says.
“The anomaly in his string matter contains the makings of a legendary good force,” the robotic female says.
“Or the making of an evil unstoppable force…I sense he will succeed and fail….”
“…your journey has just begun and you must create and choose your own destiny. Goodbye young carbon mortal….”
THE VARIOUS PITCHED VOICES FROM HIS FUTURE
CONTINUE IN HIS DREAM.
“…-warp, dark energy, dark matter, plasma fusion…darclo…”
“I love you….”
“..Join us!...”
“Killing the weak and conquering is what your species is good at. You can be the new messiah of the Aquarius age for your people…”
“When a soul dies, the energy, called spirit quarks, on a subatomic level is released into the universe and travels undisturbed….”
“The first female president of the United States…”
“Choose your path, kill those weaker than you. Destroy those who wish to betray you…”
“A Virtualatrix…”
“Die for your species…”
“…you humans are destroying yourselves along with the rare animal species on your planet…”
“…humans are followers you need to be a leader…”
“China thinks they own us now…”
“…terrorist…”
“…you were chosen for a reason…”
“I need you to die…Say hello to your God for me….”
THURSDAY FEBRUARY 15TH, 1996 5:30 PM
UPSTATE NY – 20 MILES NORTH OF ALBANY
Jaden, a 19-year-old male, runs through a tall, dry cornfield as he tries to evade the military and men in white jumpsuits. As he zigzags through the dead cornstalks in an attempt to lose his pursuers, he notices that he has begun to lose feeling in his hands. Acknowledging the biting effects of the cold, Jaden breathes hot white breath onto his fingers while rubbing his almost numb hands together to combat the cold on this February night. Still running, he peers back and sees no one. Did he lose them, he wondered, but only for a second. He pauses for a moment thinking he lost them and then listens to the distant voices behind him before continuing to dash through the field. The sound of a helicopter closing in on him unnerves him, yet pushes him to move faster. He knows he has to find this thing. The frigid air cools his lungs and causes his chest to burn, but he can’t let it stop him. He has to find it before the soldiers catch up with him, or worse, find it first. He scans the area and then decides to dart east and travel that direction for a few hundred feet and then like a mouse in a maze changes direction and pursues a northerly path.
Jaden,standing at 5’9” and weighing 160 lbs, is the child of bi-racial parents, which shows in his fair skin tone as well as in his blue eyes and black, slightly curly hair. He is wearing a black and blue NY Giants jacket, black winter hat that comes down to his eyebrows, blue jeans and a blue jersey, which he thought would be enough to keep him warm, he was wrong. He can feel the chill from his head to his Michael Jordan sneakers. All he can do is ignore it because he doesn’t have the luxury of trying to find shelter and warming himself up. He has a mission to accomplish, one that is extremely important to him and obviously to those quickly gaining ground on him.
One mile south of where Jaden found himself, a military helicopter carrying Major K. Robinson cuts through the sky. Robinson yells into the two-way radio that he is holding close to his mouth. On the other end is Sergeant Peters, who has to pull his radio away due to the volume.
“I don’t care what you have to do Sergeant. I want this kid apprehended or wounded, and I want the UFO08 found in one piece. This is the most important find we have had in years, not to mention the strongest energy source ever detected in an alien aircraft. We know it is somewhere in the area.”
“Okay sir, I understand,” Sgt. Peters replies in a raspy voice.
“We know this kid is going towards it now and he will lead us to it,” Robinson says as he begins to regain his calm.
“The Uf1-retrac team is with my men, we are less than 100 feet behind the subject. We will shoot to wound him if necessary. We will apprehend him once we locate UFO08,” Sgt. Peters says.
“I have confidence in you Sergeant,” Corporal Major Robinson lowers the communication device from his face and continues to look out of the helicopter at the massive field.
Jaden picks up his pace as he continues to take deep breaths and exhale the cold winter air. The white breath flows past his chest and disappears. The sounds of his footsteps and cornstalks are heard swooshing around him in stereo sound. The sky is slowly getting darker like a movie camera fade as the leftover sunlight slowly retires over the cornfield’s horizon to the west. He is pushing huge five-foot high cornstalks out of his path. Jaden finds a path over some grassy patches and increases his momentum. The nerves in his upper right arm send a pinching, burning sensation to his brain and a split second later his ears report a gunshot.
He hears the sound of a bullet echoing in all directions away from him. The force and sudden pain of the bullet causes Jaden to lose his balance and he tumbles towards the grassy ground. He lands on his stomach, which knocks the air out of him, he slides a few feet. As he struggles to catch his breath, the smell of corn and earth infiltrates his nose and pieces of dirty hay bond with this clothes. The high-speed bullet hit him in the upper right arm, just missing the bone. He is lucky it is just a flesh wound as he looks at the injury to his arm stunned.
Adrenaline releases from the adrenal glands above his kidneys and quickly enters his bloodstream. He can’t believe he is shot and begins to panic. The fear of being shot again and dying quickly crosses his mind sending him into a panic. The torn muscle tissue and skin continue transmitting pain to his brain. His heart is beating a mile a minute and he reaches for his wounded shoulder.
His adrenaline diverts some of the pain and energizes him. He takes a deep breath and, while pressing on his wound with his left hand, he quickly stands back up while crouching and looks behind him. He hears voices from a distance, but doesn't see anyone. He slowly jogs off the path and back into the bushy cornfield holding his wounded shoulder. Fear continues bubbling up and he feels a hole in his stomach, but he doesn’t have time to be scared.
“We hit him Major, but he got back up and is still running. It was a difficult shot to take,” Sgt. Peters says.
“We don’t want him dead yet. I’m not far from your location. Make sure your men are using their night vision and heat sensor scopes.”
“Yes, sir.”
Jaden approaches a small farm on the left, on his right is an elevated flat mound. The winter wind is blowing through his hair and across his face. He jogs into the open area and then back into another cornfield, while crouching down. Three military men in black camouflage clothes are less than 300 feet behind him with their assault rifles drawn. They have night vision goggles protruding from over their eyes. They signal to each other with their fingers as they quickly walk ten feet apart. Two of them can see the cornstalks moving from a distance.
Jaden is breathing in through his nose and out through his mouth. He thanks his training on the track team for allowing him to jog for such a long distance. The blood drips down his arm and soaks his blue jacket. He increases the pressure on his wound, while the wind blows by his face.
Jaden’s eyes are scanning in all directions. He knows it’s around here somewhere. He remembers it being a little further on the right. This is where he remembers seeing it last. He hopes it didn’t move or leave.
A military helicopter with a bright spotlight quickly approaches from behind him. Jaden rolls to the ground and holds cornstalks with both hands to keep them from moving. He lays there motionless and breathes deeply. He listens as the helicopter quickly flies by and over him. He takes his left hand and puts pressure on his injury. He yells to himself with his mouth closed, emiting a loud moaning sound. Panic and fear kicks in as his mind begins to race.
He looks up and the helicopter is somewhere in front of him. He continues to scan the sky and sees the stars glowing. Jaden remembers when he was younger, when he would look through his telescope late at night and look at the billions of stars. That was an innocent time in his life, when he wanted to become an astronaut when he grew up. His mind quickly comes back to reality and struggles to push himself up with his left hand. He wishes he did more one-hand push-ups in gym instead of doing them just to impress women.
He stands up slowly and looks around noticing stalks in the cornfield moving on three sides. He continues forward while crouching coming up to where the cornfield ends and patches of grass cover the ground. He smells the odor of animals and he hears cows mooing in front of him in harmony as if they are singing a song. He hears different frequencies of sounds coming from behind the cows and it doesn’t make any sense to him. He walks around the first cow. He pets the second one and it wags its tail faster. The curious cow stops eating grass and turns towards him. Jaden remembers cow tipping when he was younger and hopes these aren’t the same cows. A bloodstain is left on the cow’s side.
“Moooooo, Mooooo,” the cows communicate. The twenty or so cows appear to be standing around something.
The grass makes a slight crunching sound as he walks by. This is where Jaden was a few days ago when he first witnessed the silver-bodied UFO landing on the ground. He remembers how the ship felt as if it was reading his mind when he walked close to it. He approaches the same area, but only sees a large hole in the ground. The hole in the ground is about forty feet long, seven feet deep and thirteen feet wide. Jaden tries to climb down into the hole, but senses something is there. Suddenly his mind feels as if it is being read again and the sensation is making him dizzy and queasy. He doesn’t know if it’s from losing blood or the feeling in his mind. He thinks that the ship has to be invisible.
Jaden feels as if something is watching him. He quickly turns around and sees a blurry blue shadow of something abnormal about fifty feet in the air. His eyes focus, but he doesn’t see anything. He turns back around to the open area and something flashes in front of his eyes. The UFO turns visible and then invisible. This repeats every half second for a few seconds and then it stays visible. Jaden stands in disbelief as the UFO appears, but in a different shape than the way it did a few days ago. The silver metallic UFO now looks boxy and rectangular, but the color is still the same. There is not anything aerodynamic about it. Light particles can be seen moving around inside of the craft. The ship is about eleven feet tall, which is taller than the first time he saw it. A few cows slowly walk away. The volume of their mooing increases as they communicate with each other in a nervous tone.
The soldiers hold position and aim their rifles. Jaden’s body heat blends in with the huge cows in the night scopes.
Jaden can’t believe how nice the reflective liquid in the body looks up close. He walks around the side of the ship looking for the peculiar opening he noticed the last time he was here. His breath leaves condensation on the body of the ship.
“My men have the UFO08 in sight. We also see a bunch of cows surrounding the subject and the UFO08. We are waiting for your orders,” Peters says in a confident voice into the radio.
“Why didn’t the HCT55 (top-secret helicopter) spot the UFO08 sooner?” Major Robinson questions.
“It wasn’t there before, sir. I’m sure it wasn’t there. We didn’t even spot it with radar, heat sensors or our night vision cameras.”
His voice increases in volume over the small radio, “Listen Sergeant, we need this contained as soon as possible. I want you to take the subject into custody. We’ll need to interrogate him later. We never encountered a ship like this and we don’t know what to expect. I don’t want any chances taken on this, just wound the subject. I want the area quarantined and sealed off, no one within two miles of this site.”
“Yes sir, but there is a slight problem, we can’t get a clear shot on the subject from here. My closest shooter is twenty-two yards away and the cows are in the line of fire.”
“I don’t care! Shoot all the standing hamburger if you have to,” Major Robinson yells, “I want this subject taken down. Use your silencers; he has nowhere to go. Keep your men away from the UFO08; we don’t know what kind of radiation or toxins are being emitted from it. The UF1-retrac team will handle any containment.”
“Yes sir.”
Jaden is still nervous with butterflies in his stomach. He found the ship, but he isn’t sure what his next step will be. He’s cold and the pain from his wound keeps entering his mind. Jaden walks completely around the ship, while continuing to press on his injury. He admires its shiny, liquid metal body and boxy shape. Curiosity slowly takes over his fear of the situation.
‘I wonder if there are any aliens inside,’ he asks himself.
Jaden sees a compartment glowing on the side of the ship in an area he already passed by before. He looks closer and sees a hand-shaped indentation on a flat surface glowing. Curious, Jaden puts his left hand over the blue light. The blue light becomes brighter and then something pierces his hand in several locations. The nerves in his hand send the signal to his brain at 300 feet per second. He tries to pull his hand back, but can’t move it. He feels a tingling sensation all over his body. Blood is being drained from his hand. He has a surprised look on his face as he continues to jerk his body back to retrieve his hand, but the ship won’t let go.
Jaden’s hand feels as if bees are stinging it. He stops trying to move his hand and he suddenly hears two loud thumps behind him. The thumps can be felt from the ground and two cows drop from gunshot wounds. Another cow drops to the ground and they are groaning and mooing. He knows he is probably next. A helicopter approaches and hovers over the area shining a bright light down on Jaden. He looks up and squints from the bright light.
He knows they have him surrounded and not being able to move is continuing to make his heart beat faster. He continues trying to remove his stuck hand. He sees the end of the cornrows moving and hears the helicopter blades cutting the air over him. The wind from the helicopter is blowing in his face and moving the grass around him. Another cow falls to the ground and is laying there silent. Each thump is adding a few hundred goose bumps to his legs. The cows’ bodies are shaking and moaning. The wind and noise from the helicopter makes the remaining cows move towards the barn. Jaden’s body is still turned around half way, while his hand is still stuck on the side of the ship. The ship has stopped draining blood from his hand, but he still can’t move. He turns his body back towards the blue light and struggles to move his hand. The surviving cows are gone. Five are dead on the ground and two are still moaning trying to move their legs. Jaden realizes that he is next and he could die at any second.
“Come on, let my hand go, you have your blood sample! I’m a sitting duck here!” Jaden yells to the ship while continuing to struggle. Suddenly it goes dead quiet around him and he doesn’t hear the cows moaning or the helicopter blades chopping the wind over him. The grass on the ground stops moving and the wind stops blowing down on him. He feels as if he is in a closet or has gone completely deaf.
‘What the hell is going on?’ he asks himself in an uncertain voice.
It is so quiet around him that he can hear his heart beating while he continues to take panicky deep breaths. In and out, his heavy breathing echoes around him. His exhaled breath flows down his jacket and onto the metallic body of the ship creating a slight fog on the UFO. Suddenly there is a very low thumping sound as if a bird hit an outside window from behind him causing Jaden to jump.
He turns back around to see what’s going on behind him. It is very quiet and he hears nothing around him. He looks in the distance and his vision is a little blurry. He suddenly notices a dim wall of light. Jaden’s pupils contract as he focuses right on a red dot in front of himself. Small goose bumps go up and down his arms and legs. His heart races as he tries to figure out what he is looking at. It captivates all his attention at the moment. He temporarily ignores all of his pain and stretches his left arm from the glowing blue area.
As he gets within a few inches, he notices the red dot has a little sparkle of fire behind it, floating in midair. He moves his head forward to try and discern what this thing is, but his head stops on a solid, invisible force. He looks closer at the sparkling fire in midair and notices it’s a long tracer bullet. Jaden stares with his wide-open eyes and mouth in disbelief as his head rests against the solid force. The red dot suddenly moves towards the center of his head. A low thumping vibration is felt throughout Jaden’s body in milliseconds. He jumps back towards the ship while bending his left arm and freaks out. His bladder slightly releases itself from the sudden shock of what he sees in front of his eyes, his breathing increases and his hands begin to shake.
Jaden crouches and bends his knees towards the ground. Jaden sees the red dot following him and it stops eighteen inches in front of his chest. He moves to the left and right, but the dot follows him. Another low thumping sound is felt in his body. The wall in front of Jaden lights up. He begins to hyperventilate from breathing so fast. His jaw shudders as his eyes stay focused on the red dot that keeps moving towards him.
He looks in disbelief as the skin around his body is overtaken by goose bumps. His mouth and eyes are wide open. The slightly lit wall turns invisible again and three bullets remain floating. The logic in his brain tells him the ship formed some kind of shield in front of him to protect him.
A drop of blood falls from the right shoulder of his jacket to the grass. He can actually hear the drops of blood splashing onto the grass. The red dot disappears and his left hand is released. He quickly turns his hand around to analyze it. He doesn’t see any bleeding or damage.
The red dot reappears lower, twelve inches from his chest in front of him. Again, he hears a low thumping bass sound and he reacts by jumping backwards against the UFO hitting his head. There is sparkling fire like a bottle rocket burning behind the red dot. His eyes focus on the red and orange sparks of fire. He slowly walks to the side with his back rubbing against the ship. His jacket against the ship is making a loud rubbing sound. His eyes are wide open and the slightly lit wall becomes invisible again as the red dot continues to follow him. The low thumping sound hits again and his heart jumps. He stares at the red dot like a deer caught in headlights.
5:42 PM
“That is a negative, sir; I repeat that is a negative! Subject is still standing. It looks like something formed around the UFO08 and the subject protecting him. The bullet from my rifle seems to be sitting in midair near the subject,” Private Tandy yells over the two-way radio.
Peters takes a deep breath and responds on the radio, “We need this subject taken down Private; Again, shoot to kill!”
“Yes, sir. I’ve never seen anything like this. It’s like something right out of Star Trek!”
“HCT55, do you have the UFO08 and subject in sight?” Peters asks.
Peter’s radio comes on with helicopter noise in the background, “We have the subject in sight and the UFO08. We are about 150 feet above the subjects and switched to silent mode. Awaiting further orders,” HCT55 says.
“I need to know what your sensors are detecting, HCT55.”
“We have little to no radiation being emitted. Heat sensors aren’t picking up anything, except the cows near the subjects. X-ray detectors aren’t picking up anything. Radar also isn’t picking up anything. It’s like the subject isn’t there, but I can see him with my own eyes,” HCT55 unit responds.
“I need you to take down the subject, try not to hit the UFO08. Shoot to kill!”
“Yes, sir.”
Sergeant Peters updates Major Robinson on the current situation.
“We need this situation contained as soon as possible Sergeant Peters. I have landed and am walking towards your position now.”
Jaden slowly walks sideways along the ship to get away from the bullets. The red dots are gone, but the bullets remain in midair. He starts to feel weak from the loss of blood, which has soaked his jacket, but he knows he has to keep moving. A few minutes go by and he builds up some courage. His fingers extend out like a little kid touching something he never saw before. He tries to touch the fiery bullet and is stopped short by something that feels like a steel wall, but is invisible. The wall has very small light particles moving around on it as he investigates closer and lights up when he touches it. He knocks on it with his knuckles and the force field sounds and feels solid.
After a few minutes go by of Jaden staring at the bullets that could have killed him, he begins to fill dizzy and woozy. He feels as if he is in a nightmare. He wonders how he is going to get out of this. Why did this ship take his blood? Who’s inside of here? What do they want with him?
He begins to walk sideways again. Numerous red dots appear as Jaden begins moving sideways again and are following Jaden’s body as he walks. He feels trapped with nowhere to go. He hears another low thumping sound and he flinches with his back against the ship. He falls on the ground as several laser dots follow him. He closes his eyes and prays the bullets don’t penetrate the shield in front of him. He flinches with each impact. Jaden curls his legs up against his chest while he continues to put pressure on his arm. His hands and legs begin to shake from being scared out of his mind. He opens his eyes and sees dozens of sparkling bullets. With each thump, his eyes jump towards the direction of the sound. He also hears the low thumping sound coming from over his head. The military officer in the helicopter over Jaden fires a few rounds at him. Jaden’s bladder releases a few ounces into his underwear as his nerves and adrenaline rush around his body. He feels colder and colder and shivers as his teeth chatter. He feels like a rat caught in a trap. He realizes that each bullet was meant for him.
He feels like crying, but suddenly he hears different frequencies of sounds coming from the ship. One sounds like a dial-up modem. He feels a burning sensation in his chest from breathing so hard. The cold smoke from his breath fogs in front of him causing the vision in front of him becomes very misty like steamy glass in a hot shower. The red dots look like little red stoplights against the foggy energy wall. He calms himself down as he realizes the bullets can’t hurt him and the ship is protecting him.
He psyches himself up that the bullets cannot hurt him. A minute passes by and the thumping sounds cease. Abruptly there is a flash of colorful light pulsing where the blue light panel area is and hissing and buzzing can be heard as if pressure is releasing. Jaden turns his attention to his left and he hears simultaneous thumping sounds directly in front of him and over him. He quickly stands up and walks over to where the sounds came from, he is amazed at what he sees. There is a rainbow prism in front of him. A strange, musty smell comes from the opening.
He is amazed at how it just appeared in the body of the UFO. He quickly realizes it is an entrance. He tries to see inside of the ship through the opening, but just sees bright colors. It looks similar to the way a rainbow looks after it rains. The colorful illusion and entrance quickly change to a mirror. He looks at himself in the mirror holding his wounded shoulder.
Jaden is so intrigued by the colorful and exotic entrance to the ship he forgets he was shot and was just fearing for his life. He begins to question if he should enter the alien ship.
He thinks to himself, ‘I’m nervous to go inside. What if these aliens abduct me and do experiments with me? Who’s inside here? What if I die? What is this ship here for? I heard about what these military people do to people who know too many secrets and how they end up disappearing. On the other hand, this could be the chance of a lifetime for me. There is a fifty percent chance these could be friendly aliens.’
Jaden thinks about the bad aliens in the television show V, the Borg on Star Trek, Sith in Star Wars and the Alien movies. He believes he has better odds going in the ship than surrendering to the military. They already proved they wanted to put a bullet in his head, but the aliens could experiment on every piece of his body and never be heard of again. On the other hand, this could be his chance to learn of a different species or see how aliens think and what they know. He could learn technologies and science that no one else knows. He thinks he could come back a hero or with special powers like a superhero. This could be his only chance to see the stars up close. The negative side is that he would be leaving his family and girlfriend. He wishes she was here with him so they could do experiments on how fast her mouth moves.
He stands there thinking while staring into the rainbow and a tear falls from his left eye. The thumping sounds continue all around him. He loves his family and friends a lot, but realizes entering the ship wouldn’t be any different from the military making him disappear. He knows way too much. Jaden realizes that this is his destiny.
He looks in the liquid mirror-reflecting doorway to the ship. He sees at least nine bullets floating in midair behind him in the reflection, along with red dots. He looks up and he sees a bright light shining from the helicopter hovering above, but the light doesn’t shine on him through the shield. The shield around the ship is reflecting the light. He feels so weak as if he is about to pass out. He looks forward at himself in the mirror and gains some nerve.
‘This is it, I hope these aliens have a good medic and I hope that isn’t someone’s musty breath I smell.’
Jaden extends his left hand through the liquid mirror doorway and it feels warm inside. He takes a few deep breaths, places his hand over his wounded upper arm and walks through the entrance. The bullets suspended in midair drop to the ground and sound like dozens of beans falling onto a carpet. The shield around the ship disappears along with the entrance.
6:03 PM
Major Robinson walks up to Sergeant Peters, who is huddled around four soldiers looking at a map of the area. Major Robinson is in his early fifties, stands about 5’11” and weighs about 210 lbs. He is wearing a standard light green military uniform adorned with many medals from over 30 years on his still muscular chest. He has served in the military since joining at eighteen. Major Robinson plays ball when it comes to serving his country, he follows orders and doesn't care what they are; he follows them to the fullest. Such devotion has taken its toll on him. His once full head of thick hair has now become salt and peppered and is starting to thin in the middle. Robinson's face shows the road map of his hard life. His brown eyes are set deep into the sockets. His pasty white skin is wrought with wrinkles and a trench-like scar is prominent on the side of his neck; a memento left from a would-be assassin in the Gulf War. Robinson was never much of a family man, instead focusing all of his attention on the army. This left him divorced and estranged from his wife and teenage son.
The soldiers stand up straight and salute Major Robinson.
“At ease soldiers. What’s the situation Peters?”
“The subject was being protected by some sort of energy shield from the UFO08. We fired several rounds from sharpshooters and the HTC55 unit, but impact was a negative. The subject was holding his wounded shoulder, while moving along the side of the ship. He eventually walked into the ship and disappeared. The bullets then fell to the ground.”
“Oh my God,” Robinson pauses and then looks up into the sky, scratches his head and then continues to talk, “We need this contained as soon as possible before the media gets here and people start to see this. How did that little bastard get away? I want to strangle that little son of a bitch!” His loud voice echoes in all directions.
“Sir,” Peters interrupts, “He’s not going to live long, remember he’s been wounded. He has lost a lot of blood by now.”
Major Robinson looks into the binoculars and sees the UFO08 with his own eyes.
“My God that is a beautiful ship. There is something different about this ship from the others I have seen at Area 51. The material of this ship’s body looks so smooth and defined. This one has to be from another galaxy. I want the Uf1-retrac team to move in now. I want the ship tied down and an electromagnetic cover over it. I do not want this ship to get away. We also need all the oxygen removed and any gases so this ship does not try to take off. I want someone to find an entrance to the ship or an opening. We have a new experimental device called a LRSB to help keep track of it.”
“LRSB? What’s that sir?”
“I’ll tell you about it when it gets here. That is all for now. I wanted this done yesterday Peters.”
“Yes sir,” Peters says while walking away and quickly gets on the radio. The Uf1-retrac team walks towards the UFO08 in white protective suits with radiation detectors in their hands. Then they bring out computerized devices and start probing the ship. There are loud clanging sounds as some of the men set up spotlights. Robinson walks over to the farm to talk to the owner.
The opening behind Jaden disappears and his goose bumps continue to appear. It is very warm inside the ship and completely dark and misty as if he is behind a waterfall. His curiosity fades away and nervousness returns. The unknown is making his body tremble again. He slowly walks on the sticky, wet floor. He takes off his jacket because of the temperature and holds it between his left arm and torso. Jaden feels as if something is watching him. He puts his hands in front of him so that he does not walk into anything. He continues to take small steps forward.
“Hello! Anyone here?” he asks.
He sees something small and glowing, floating in the air like a lightning bug coming towards him. He takes some steps back to try and avoid it, but it quickly moves at him and goes into his wounded shoulder. It goes pitch dark again. He falls back onto the solid, wet floor and uses his left hand to break his fall.
“What the hell?” he asks while he rubs his wrist.
His voice echoes around him in the silence. Jaden reaches over to touch his wound and it feels numb. Suddenly his shoulder feels a slight burning sensation as if something is eating at the germs, the way peroxide does when put on a cut. He realizes it was some sort of alien Band-Aid to help him. There is a clear seal over his wound. He continues to breath heavy and he coughs a few times. It feels as if something is in his lungs causing him to cough repeatedly.
Jaden hears watery sounds coming from all directions. It sounds like a bathtub filling up. He quickly turns around looking in all directions while he pushes himself with his legs and arms across the wet floor. He hears a small humming sound that quickly dissipates. Jaden feels warm liquid touching his sneakers, making his legs and socks wet. The warm water hits his body and sends warm sensations around his body. He quickly pushes himself up and stands up straight trying to escape this flood. Suddenly his body is frozen and he cannot move. There is an unknown force around him keeping him from moving, the same kind that was around his hand in the blue area. He cannot move his arms, legs or head. His feet are firm against the floor and he quickly moves his eyes around in the darkness. The unknown warm liquid continues to rush up his body. He thinks he is about to drown and he is helpless to do anything. His body feels as if it is stuck in sand as the warm 98.7°F liquid goes up to his stomach and then past his heart. Jaden does not smell any scent from the liquid consuming him.
He starts to panic as he continues to cough and struggles to move. He briefly thinks this is some sort of test, but the irrational part of his brain takes over and he thinks the aliens on the ship are trying to kill him. The liquid reaches the bottom of his mouth and begins to pour in. He pushes out some of the liquid in his mouth. The liquid is tasteless and odorless.
“Help! Someone help me!” Jaden takes a deep breath before being submerged in the mysterious alien liquid completely covering his body.
6:19 PM
Major Robinson slowly walks from the farmhouse where he just finished talking to the owner of the property. He has two soldiers walking near him with guns hanging from their shoulders. He walks to where Peters is standing in a small command post area with television screens of the UFO08 at different angles. The small command post area is elevated on a huge mound of dirt.
“Attention!” a soldier yells.
Everyone stands up straight.
“At ease men.”
“Give me an update Sergeant.”
“We can’t detect through the UFO’s hull yet, sir. We are bringing in a stronger instrument, the TC-100, that might be able to scan and penetrate the metallic body. So far, there aren’t any dangerous levels of radiation or harmful bacteria. The body is an unknown material, but appears to be some sort of bioship. It has biological components and a strong synthetic liquid type metal. Nothing we’ve seen before. It’s very strong!” Peters announces excitedly.
Robinson continues to look at him with a serious look, “How about the titanium chains? The UFO08 fully secured yet?”
“We almost have it fully secured, sir. The chains are being put around the object.”
“Good, Peters, very good. Let me talk to you over here for a second Peters.”
They walk to the side together.
Sergeant Peters is a career military man like Robinson, but is smaller and leaner in stature with not as many medals on his uniform. He considers himself in peak condition, standing 5’7” and weighing 143 lbs. He has short black hair and a full moustache with flecks of gray coming through. His tanned skin reflects years of working with his troops. Although he has a gruff exterior, his soft hazel eyes reflect a kinder soul. Peters is married to a Japanese woman and recently celebrated the birth of a baby that he adores.
He has been under Robinson for the past ten years, the past four of which they have developed a friendship. They don’t always agree, but Peters is good with following orders and knows the chain of command. His keen sense of right and wrong has cost him several promotions in the past.
Robinson places his right hand on Peters’ shoulder and looks him directly in the eyes.
“Listen Sergeant, if we can get this securely back to the base without any problems this would look very good on our resumes. Promotions for everyone by the end of the month. This ship will take years for us to fully dissect and learn its technology. We also need to detect if it is sending out any kind of signal into outer space. We wouldn’t want a thousand of these ships down here attacking us next week. I also want a report of how many life forms are on the UFO08 and what happened to that bastard kid. He’s probably in there getting probes shoved up his ass right now as we speak,” Major Robinson chuckles.
Peters starts to laugh.
“He’s having an E.T. probe encounter of the third kind with them,” Peters says laughing. Robinson starts to laugh aloud.
“You’re going to give me a heart attack Peters; my fiftieth birthday is next month. Oh boy,” he coughs and clears his throat.
“This kid is mixed with something right. He’s half black and half white right?” Robinson asks.
“Yes sir, his mother is black and his father is white.”