Okay this is my story. Hope you like it. It's not done yet. I realize it may be a bit long but what the hell. Not this is only Part 1. I plan to finish of the story in Part 2. Don't worry this isn't gonna lead to one man defeating all the aliens by himself. Becase you're worrying about that.
The Goblin Glider
Jimmy couldn't get to sleep. He was lying on his cot thinking. They had been attacked again last night. Now they were down to forty people. Originally they're were around a hundred and thirty.
Jimmy had been born into a a group of people that had created a underground society. Originally it had just been the sewers. But now they had created tunnels everywhere going through basements and anything underground. They had a community down here. Rarely anyone went up. Up to the ground that is. It was too dangerous. Jimmy himself had never been up. The legends say that this underground community formed over 150 years ago. It was a caged life but it was a safe life until the attacks started.
Jimmy remembered the first attack. How could he not?
It was night. Everybody was sleeping. Jimmy was woken immediately by the sound of screams.
They were in a small room. It had been built from a basement. They're was only one door leading into what they called the main corridor. The main corridor was the corridor that ran down through to every room and was originally a sewer.
“What's going on?” Jimmy asked his mom.
“I don't know,” Jimmy's mom replied, “Stay close to me. Where's your father?”
“I don't know. Dad! Dad!”
Then Jimmy saw his dad. He was getting a gun from under his cot. Jimmy ran over to his dad, “What are you doing? What's happening? When did you get a gun?”
Jimmy's sad bent down so that Jimmy and his dad were looking at each other eye to eye, “Look, Jimmy. You know that we're not alone on this planet.”
“Yeah,” replied Jimmy, “I know. The invasion. Are aliens out there?”
“Well, we weren't always going to be safe here. They were bound to find us eventually. And it looks like they have. Now a few of us were trying to prepare for this. I've got to go out there and defend us, okay?”
“How did you figure out they're aliens out there? And why do you have to go?”
“We have a procedure for this. I know because I was told. I'm not the only one prepared to take these alien scum out. We have a system. Now I have to go. Don't worry I'll be back.” He never came back. Jimmy remembered the sound of gunfire. Then it had ceased. Jimmy remembered waiting for his dad to walk back in the door saying it was alright. The aliens were gone. But it never happened. Instead Jimmy had got sick of waiting. So he ran out the door against his mother's wishes. Jimmy saw no dead bodies only blood. He fell on his knees and held back tears.
That night ten people had been taken. They're was a defense plan that his dad had been part of. But that night. The defense plan had abandoned. After that everybody lost hope.
That was twenty two years ago. Now Jimmy was twenty five. In those twenty two years, there's been dozens of attacks. Sometimes taking ten sometimes only one.
Jimmy had never seen an alien. He had been lucky to never have been attacked by an alien. Never to have been near one. In fact the closest he had been to one was that night.
Some people had witnessed these beasts before though. The aliens were told to be slimy browny-gray creatures. With tentacles hanging fro mall over there body. They used the tentacles to move and slide around. Apparently they had two big black eyes. But some people told different stories. This was the one most people agreed on.
Eventually Jimmy dozed off. But his dreams were not pleasant and when he woke up, it felt like he never slept.
Jimmy got out of his cot after a bad night's sleep. He walked over to his friend, Kenny's cot preparing to wake him up. But only to find that Kenny wasn't there. Kenny walked over to his other friend, Carl. Carl was lying in his cot awake.
“Hey, Carl. Where's Kenny?”Jimmy asked.
“I don't know. I didn't see him since two days ago,” Kenny replied.
“That's strange. I didn't see him since then either.”
Then Jimmy realized something, “Oh no. They must've took him. When they attacked.”
“But Kenny was in here. Why would he have gone out into the main corridor?”
“I don''t know. Maybe he was just roaming around. Or. You don't think they've come in here, did they?”
“Well, they can't keep taking people from the main corridor forever.”
Jimmy cursed, “How long can we stand this? They just can't keep coming and taking people away. We have to do something.”
“But what?”
“I don't know but I'm going up and I'm going to find Kenny and any others they've taken.”
Carl sat up on his cot and sighed, “Jimmy. Are you a complete idiot? You can't beat them. Besides, Kenny and the rest are probably dead.”
“Carl, I don't want to beat them all. I'm not a complete idiot. I just want to rescue our people. And try and find a way that we can live in peace either with the aliens or hiding from the aliens.”
“Well, I think it's the stupidest thing anyone has ever done or will do but I'm with you.”
“Thanks, Kenny. I'm gonna bring this up with the leader.”
The leader was a person who was the leader of all the people in this underground society. He was in charge of everything. But now it seemed pointless to have a leader but there was anyway. The leader was voted for once a year. And a leader could only be re-elected once. Currently the leader was Tommy Hill.
Jimmy walked out into the main corridor. Then he walked up to the metal doors that had LEADER printed on them. Jimmy knocked on the door waiting for an answer. “Come in,” the leader shouted. And Jimmy opened the door to walk into the leader's room.
Originally you'd have to go through a secretary and some guards to get to the leader. But now, with the lack of people. Anyway could go in.
The room had steel walls and a steel ceiling. But had a red carpet, a fireplace, an armchair and a couch, a table and some pictures and other decorations around the room.
The leader was sitting in an armchair by the fire drinking a cup of tea, “So how many did we loose this time?”
“I don't know, but they took Kenny.”
“He was a good guy. A shame, but what am I to do? I'm one man. They're like hundreds, maybe thousands of them. We can't fight back. We can't even defend are territory.”
“I'm not asking for you to do anything. I'm just asking your permission to find Kenny and some others.”
“You know they're probably dead, don't you?”
“I know but I have to try. If we're all gonna die anyway, who cares? I can get information. Maybe I could even find a new place to hide. Carl said he would come with me. And I'm going to ask others as well.”
“Are you sure about this. Most likely you won't make it back alive.”
“I understand but I'm not waiting around here till we all die.”
“Fine. But you will not go unarmed. Follow me.”
The leader, Tommy Hill got up of his armchair and left his tea on the table. He walked up to a painting on a wall. Then he took the painting down to reveal a small control panel, “We've been trying to find ways to defend this place for ages. We're unfortunately not anywhere close.” Tommy pressed a button on the control panel.
Suddenly the wall which the painting was on split in two and each side of the wall slid sideways to reveal a small square room the size of an elevator. Tommy walked into the small room and Jimmy followed. There was a door in the room leading to another room. On this door was another control panel with numbers on it. Tommy entered a number and the door started to slide open.
“What's with all the security?” Jimmy asked.
“We thought we'd need it when we first build this place. Seems pointless now.”
The door slid open full to reveal some kind of laboratory with loads of computers and other formulas.
“How did you get all this stuff?” Jimmy wondered in amazement. “We've been down here for a long time. Originally this was the defense system where everything was created.”
Tommy walked to the end of the room to a table with a big sheet over it. It was obvious there were stuff under the sheet. “Professor, get over here.” Then a man in a long white coat and a chart ran over to Tommy, “Oh, I see you brought someone.”
“Yes, this man is gonna go and rescue some of our people.”
“He must be crazy.”
“You know, I'm right here,” pointed out Jimmy, “I'm just gonna go in, rescue them and get out. Then maybe get a little info.”
“I don't want him to go alone,” Tommy said.
“Well, I can't think of anyone who'd go with him,” the scientist said.
“No I mean I don't want him to go unarmed. Somebody's already going with him.”
“Then they're both crazy.”
“Whatever,” interrupted Jimmy, “Just show me whatever the weapons are.”
“Okay then,” the scientist said.
The scientist pulled the sheet of the table to reveal a pair of dark purple gloves, four strange metal pumpkins and large steel knives shaped like bats razor sharp all over.
“Wow, you got gloves, pumpkins and some steel bats. Those aliens better start running now,” Jimmy said sarcastically.
“Yeah well watch this,” the scientist said. The Scientist grabbed a pumpkin and a glove and walked into another room and Jimmy and Tommy followed. This room was a large room which looked like it had suffered.
“This is the testing room,” the scientist explained, “We test everything here. Now look over there.”
The scientist pointed to a line of life-size dummies. Then he threw the pumpkin at them. The pumpkin stayed on the ground for a few seconds, then blew up. “There's also pumpkins that release knock-out gas when they touch the ground.”
Then he put the glove on his right hand. He held out his hand towards a dummy. Then he held out his index finger while clenching his other fingers, then pressed a tin, unnoticeable button on the palm of his glove. A beam shot out of his index finger of the glove and shot a hole straight through the dummy where his heart would have been if he had one.
“What do you think now?” the scientist asked.
“I don't know. It's great but like it's not gonna help much.”
“You haven't seen the best part yet,” the scientist said, “Come with me.” The scientist walked back out of the room and Tommy and Jimmy followed.
The scientist grabbed another control panel from a table. This one was portable and round. It was meant to go around someone's wrist. The scientist pressed a button on it and then suddenly Jimmy heard a noise. It sounded like a machine starting. Then it got closer until he could see some kind of metal object flying towards them until it pulled up next to the scientist and hovered in the air.
It was hard to explain what it was. It was like two small wings in the shape of a bat. In the middle there was a long round thing which had wires and thin pieces of metal connecting to the two wings. There was a jet engine in the round thing in the middle because they're was a place at the back of the hovering object for flames to come out and push it along.
“Is this alien technology,” Jimmy asked.
“No, have you ever heard of Norman Osborn?” the scientist asked.
“Norman Osborn, Norman Osborn. Yeah he was the Goblin or something back in the 21st century,” answered Jimmy.
“Yeah,” said the scientist, “The Green Goblin. Well do you know all about the power and the weapons he had?”
“I remember some lady gave me a history lesson when I was younger on Spider-Man. The Green Goblin came up. Hold on.” Jimmy stood thinking for a few seconds, “These are his weapons. He had gloves that shot an energy blast which could stun or destroy. He had pumpkin bombs. He had razor bats. And, and he had a goblin glider. This is the goblin glider [referring to the hovering object] Where did you get this stuff?”
“We didn't find them. People found the remainders of them over a hundred and sixty years ago. Ten years before this place was formed. So we fixed them up. And added to them. The Goblin Glider now has a control panel which you can wear around your wrist. I think the original Green Goblin had one anyway though. It can activate it's missile which come out from under the wing, it's razor knives which pop out from the front of the glider and most importantly control it's movement. You can make it move without actually being on it.”
“Woah,” said Jimmy, “Maybe we do have a chance.”
“I wouldn't start celebrating yet,” advised Tommy, “Whatever we have. They could have ten times better.”
“Yes,” said the scientist, “The glider can fly from 90 to 300 miles an hour and support up to 400 pounds in weight including your own weight. We have made copies of all the weapons except the glider. That's too complicated. Now if you're ready, I'll give you a crash course on the glider.”
To be continued!