60000 Years Later

Chapter 10 (Celebrate 500 views!!!)

So, it turns out that aliens are real? Not the synonym of that bad word?

It is the final thing appearing in my mind before my body falls to the ground, sliding backward while the broken pieces are splashing on, and I end up slamming the brick wall behind.

“Ouch…”

I swear on my honor, it’s the most painful moment that I’ve ever gone through. I can barely breathe. My back is so hurtful that it’s no longer sensible. The worst part might be my left arm, which definitely got a crack from that accident and is now causing me terrible numbness, spreading all over my body and worsening my bad health.

As the pain gets worse and worse, I crawl up with the limbs, which can’t be still for even a moment. They’re all trembling uncontrollably. There is nothing fine remaining in my body, and for me—a person who can’t even be able to suffer minor pain—it is the true nightmare. Now crawling up is also a difficult task. I got a broken arm, hurting legs, and a blurred vision, which just allows me to see the big fire over there and a blue dot shining exactly at my chest…

Wait… blue dot?

I look up, with the most instinct, and I see a… drone? I’m not sure, since my aching eyes have just given me a faint image of this weird black flying object three seconds before my body reflection suddenly awakens and pushes me aside. Though it’s not so far, that distance prevents me from a premature funeral.

F*ck.

“Boom!” Right at the moment I move with the wonderful survival instinct, the drone shoots at the ground beneath me. That freaky blue light blows up the soil, throwing the rocks at all sizes and shapes in every direction, again.

But this time I don’t sit still on the ground or keep hissing in pain anymore. The fear of death empowers my damn body, turning it into a perfect engine with no pain transmitted. This feeling is weird yet fascinating, when I see all my limbs automatically scratch on the ground, then I run away in such a professional way that not even I can believe in.

Of course, that damn drone chases right after me, and it’s getting closer and closer.

“What the hell is this? What the hell is this???”

Anyway, the alien attack is always shocking enough to turn the gentlest man into a panic kid, blurting vulgar words. I’m not the exception. Who can be calm in the alien attack? My blood runs cold, and it might have frozen in my veins while the heart keeps on racing like hell. My mind is empty due to fear. I can’t control my body with calmness anymore, so my running style is unpredictable as well.

The drone can’t predict my exact position to shoot me dead immediately. I run like a beheaded insect, and that damn thing shoots me like a stupid zombie holding the gun for the first time. It always misses the ‘target’, but the fear it has caused is undeniable.

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

“Boom!!!”

For God’s sake, when something explodes under my feet and tortures my fragile heart, I think that they’ll shoot me, but my quivering legs are still running, like a miracle. I’m frightened. I want to scream for help, but not even my throat obeys me in this situation. No words blurted, though I really want to express my desperate emotion. My eyes open wide in the dark while I am staggering toward the abandoned area to hide myself behind the walls.

My brain works again.

Now I understand how Nam, the poor victim, felt when those alien things attacked him.

And, please, anyone, if I am still the protagonist, please help me and I’ll spend my whole life worshiping you! Nam doesn’t even have a dialogue in this damn story, but he survived, so I can’t die here!!!

Then you know what?

“LAY DOWN!” A loud voice echoing from a place not so far from me. Immediately after hearing that, I let myself fall into the ground with the inertia tearing off my skin and something, or someone, jumping right over me.

I see the rescuer, the most unexpected one.

Thuy.

At this suffocating moment, she, the violent gangster who all my class is afraid of, is now transforming into a goddess of war. She stands in front of my exhausted body, facing the drone-like object with something bulky on her shoulders, like a solid shield that can protect the others from dangers. The deadly blue light, which should have shined in my eyes, now directly points at her serious face. She narrows her eyes, the pale lips pursed with some sweats rolling down on her cheeks, giving a freaky feeling that Thuy has run from heaven just to… save me.

As if the natural premonition urges me, I raise a hand to cover the strong light while staring at the space above and turn motionless. Okay, worshiping or whatever, I will definitely work to build a shrine for this girl, I swear, but how can we be alive after facing those weird drones? One, two, three, four, five… Fine, if there used to be only one drone chasing after me, then we got five objects directing its deadly light rays at us in the shape of a pentagon.

I glance at Thuy, with the terrified heart calming down like a miracle. It’s likely that the unwanted marathon has taken all my power, therefore I’m now too exhausted to fear those freaky things, but start finding a solution while we’re all still. I sit on the ground, and Thuy is holding that bulky thing, like two poor stone sculptures.

When I think she must have brought a solution to save me, the words she blurts out are just luring me to kill her.

“Any ideas to escape?” Thuy asks me without looking back and her voice is unclear, as if her throat gets frozen.

That’s it.

Who the hell can expect this? Who?

Damn, you don’t take a solution with you, fine, but please don’t bring those drones for me! Look what you’ve done, lady! Now we have five drones! Five, get it? I do not need to die with you, okay?

I open my mouth in shock, but not even vulgar words can describe my feelings now. My lips are trembling, while my poor brain has to turn back to its original function: save the life.

Not mentioning why aliens take us as the target, I can’t understand what they think, now I’m thinking of those blue light rays and my not-good-at-all physics. To be honest, it’s really stressful. I should have been good at that subject if Long the brat wasn’t a genius. But he is damn talented. He could solve all the questions, he helped me, and well, I regret it now. What the hell should we do to stop that fuckin’ deadly light? Stop, stop, s… yeah, reflection!

But where do I find a mirror in this damn circumstance?

I don’t know if it was a cruel joke of fate or something, but right at the moment I find the solution, I hear someone, or something speaking a weird language, which I have never listened to before.

“Badibateaixobaha…”

What’s even weirder, I think I understand that language, for no reason. My brain translates itself and now we get… Err? ‘Exterminate’?

Right after that, I realize my translation is scarily exact: all the five drones fire by increasing the energy level of their light rays at an unbelievable speed. My skin senses the heat, and in two seconds later, I grasp Thuy’s clothes, pulling her down while screaming among the noise of explosion:

“Throw it now!”

Frankly speaking, I have never believed that the team of two completely different people can coordinate perfectly this way, even though we didn’t communicate with each other before.

When I pull Thuy aside to stop her from losing her life in those destructive light rays, I also bend down my back, letting her roll over and ‘borrow’ that speed to throw her bulky thing towards five drones above our heads. She, unexpectedly, does even better than I think.

Thuy let her body follow the force. Her hands throw the object to her powerful feet. Right at this moment, she rolls over onto my back. And when she nearly falls down, her right leg kicks the ‘weapon’ toward those drones.

Those drones, as expected, get stuck with Thuy’s weapon, slamming at the brick wall nearby and exploding with a loud boom just about a minute after they shot us. Dust, fire, and black ashes mix, creating a chaotic scene. Some tiny burning pieces fall into my skin, causing some painful wounds, but that pain doesn’t affect my good mood at all.

Perfect.

Now call me the first man to defeat an alien attack with no professional skill.

“L-let m-me out!” If there are any unwanted effects after this performance, then it is that I can barely breathe because my lungs are full of dust and there is a whole ‘mountain’ crushing my poor skeletons. Thuy, the stone sculpture, doesn’t move, although her weight is breaking my bones. So I pat her in despair with trembling hands, “What the hell are you looking at? S-s-step aside!”

This time I get no response from the girl who has just performed a wonderful action scene with me. She doesn’t care about me. Thuy is looking around, slowly, as if her vision can pierce through the dense layer of dust and ashes, searching for something with seriousness. Damn, not only the pressure, she is also causing me lots of panic then.

“Thuy?”

She looks down at me. I look up. I am about to ask if there is anyone dangerous out there, but her answer is nothing but… walking away, leaving my petrified body with, of course, a dropped jaw.

That’s all?