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A/N: So, I just watched episode three of series 3 here is USA, so I decided to update this story. And this is before series 3, so don’t worry, Cutter’s here, alive and well ^_^
Chapter 3: A Long Story!
Everyone stood in silence staring at the aliens, and their pet future predator.
“I think we have enough time for a long story.” Cutter said. “Now, start by explaining how you tamed a future predator.”
“A future predator?” The second alien asked? “…Oh, you mean him? He is a cross of an Earth bat and an Earth rat. So, we’ve named him Brat!”
“Idiot.” The first alien punched the second. “We probably won’t have it for very long, so don’t name it, or you’ll get attached to it.”
“Okay,” Jenny said. “Next question: How’d you get here?”
“Okay.” The first alien said. “Let’s start millions of Earth years ago. During your Carboniferous period, we were a prominent alien race. We were highly advanced in both evolution, and technology. We started to feel isolated; we wanted to share our knowledge of technology with lower races. But, even with our fastest ships, we could not reach the closest inhabited planet in a normal life time. The closest planet was…”
“Earth.” Connor interrupted.
“Exactly!” The second said. “Now, moving on. We created the Anomalies, as you call them. We named them Project X. Unfortunately, one anomaly opened to Earth from our planet. And, its life was too short lived for anyone to go through. Afterwards, Anomalies started appearing on Earth and Earth alone. We intended the Anomalies to be portals through space and time,”
“But they ended up being portals through only time.” Cutter finished.
“Humans are so rude.” The first commented, “Always interrupting us.”
“I agree.” The second said. “Shall we destroy them, brother?”
All members of the team yelled in unison “NO!” And readied their guns.
Both aliens laughed a weird, generic laugh, which didn’t sound male nor female. “Another thing about humans, they’re so gullible.” The first chuckled.
“Another question, if you don’t mind.” Connor raised his hand, still sitting on the ground. “How do you know so much about us?”
“Oh, you mean you humans?” The second asked. “We study you by use of our space telescopes, and probes we send to Earth. You may have heard of Roswell?” Everyone gasped. “Well, that was our probe or UFO as you call it.”
“Oh! I have a question…” Abby raised her hand.
“Oh, I feel like a school teacher taking questions like this.” The first mumbled. “Shoot, white haired Earth female.”
“What’re your names?” Abby inquired.
“Our names,” The second said, “Are unpronounceable in your tongue, so, just make up names for us, I guess….”
“Okay…” Abby said. She thought for a moment, and then pointed to the first, the one that had the squeaker. “You will be….. James! And you…” She pointed to the second. “You will be named after our dear departed friend, Stephen.”
“Oh, please Abby; there are more important matters at hand than their names.” Jenny said. “Now, how did you get a… um, ‘brat’ in the first place?”
The second Ali- er, Stephen-alien commenced his explanation. “Before we came to your time period, we went to a lot of time periods to find a pet of sorts to fend off any hostile creatures that would attack us. So far, Brat here is the only one to attack.” He chuckled a little.
James-alien sighed. “Any more questions?”
“One more.” Cutter stated. “How did you get here?”
“Ah! Wonderful question human!” Stephen-alien yelled. “It’s actually a quite wonderful story! You remember we told you about the Roswell Probe right? Well, we had implanted this in it.” He pulled out a pocket in his jumpsuit a small black device with a big red button in the middle of it.
“Isn’t that a bit… simple to be a device made by a highly advanced alien race?” Jenny asked.
“Shhhh!” Connor shushed her. “Don’t question the genius of the aliens!”
“You’d be wise to listen to the black-haired human, female.” James-alien stated in a serious tone. He then continued. “Anyway, that ‘simple’ device is what we call an Anomaly trigger. We press the button, and an Anomaly appears.” Stephen-alien pressed the button, and the Anomaly behind them disappeared, just to be replaced by another in front of them. He pressed the button again, and it disappeared. Stephen-alien then started explaining more.
“You see, we simply think about where and when we want the Anomaly to appear, press the button, and BOOM! It’s there! It’s awesome, isn’t it?!”
“I think you’re getting a little over excited, brother.” James-alien said.
“Yes, yes, your right, bro. Do you humans have a place for us to rest?” Stephen-alien asked.
“I think we’ve got just the place.” Cutter said. “Get in the truck, but I don’t think there is enough room for, um…. Brat.” Brat put its head down and whined.
“We’ll make room.” James-alien said. On the way back, Brat was sitting in the tale of the truck. As you can imagine, Lester was not too happy about that when they got to the ARC.
“Why the hell is there a future predator in your truck?!” He yelled.
“Ah, ah, ah, that’s ‘Brat’ Lester, Brat.” Connor corrected him.
“What the hell are you talking abou-“He froze in his tracks when he saw James and Stephen-aliens step out of the truck. “Wh-wh-wh-what, are those?”
“We’ll explain inside.” Cutter reassured him.
A/N: So, that’s chapter 3. Did you notice Stephen and James-aliens took turns talking? I thought I’d add that in there to be clever. If you think questions need to be asked that weren’t let me know in the reviews. If I get any, I will name the next chapter More Questions. Later!