For a moment I couldnt move, I could only stare at one of the monstrosities that the aliens had unleashed upon us. It didnt appear to have eyes, at least not any that I could make out from here, but it knew where we were. It moved swiftly through the trees, hunting us like dogs on the scent of a rabbit.
I dimly acknowledged the fact that if the aliens had shown us these things upon first arriving we would have known instantly that they had not come in peace. We would have known what they had intended all along. We would have been prepared for this betrayal. Whatever they had done to make people freeze had to have been a lengthy process. That had to be the reason they had pretended peace for as long as they are. They just hadnt known that some of us would survive their silent attack.
Before this had happened, we had only seen the nicer versions of the aliens, versions that looked very similar to us, and induced trust. They did not have bug eyes, a giant head, and small bodies like so many movies had led us to believe. Instead they were of average height, the tallest one I had seen was only six feet and he appeared to be a rarity. They had light olive to dark complexions, dark eyes, and dark hair. This fact had led many people to believe that whatever galaxy they had come from, their planet was closer to a sun, or suns, than ours was.
Beside the fact that their coloring was not as varied as ours, there were other differences between them and us. It was rumored that they were physically stronger and faster than us, that they could see and hear better.
I had never seen a display of these claims, but there had been a few news reports speculating on it, and claiming to have witnesses before the news had been shut down.
None of the aliens wore glasses, and it had been bantered about that they could possibly see at night. It was even rumored that they healed more rapidly. I didnt know if these rumors were true, I had never seen proof of the claims, but I didnt discount them. I didnt discount any thing about the invaders anymore. For all I knew they could fly and I would no longer be surprised to see them do so.
I didnt know what these things were that the aliens had unleashed upon us. Maybe the aliens creations, or their pets even, but I didnt believe that they were the aliens themselves. I didnt for a moment think that the face the aliens had shown us was some kind of disguise. There was no way they could have been hiding this hideous, massive creature beneath their outer skin. It was impossible; these things were far too big to have been kept inside a human sized body. But then, where had these creatures come from? It didnt seem as if they would be easily leashed and kept under wraps. Not for almost a year anyway.
I was confused, lost, baffled by the strange twist these awful things represented. But there was no time for deciphering what they were now. Not when one of those things was closing in on us, skittering through the woods as swiftly as a squirrel through a tree. If we didnt do something, it would be on top of us in a matter of moments.
The gun was draped over Cades shoulder; he would not be able to get to it in time. I dont know what came over me, what possessed me, but I darted back to him. Give me the gun.
He blinked at me. What?
The gun Cade, give me the gun, I insisted impatiently.
Bethany
Its useless on your back, and were going to need it.
He did not shrug out of the shotgun strapped to his back, but somehow managed to juggle the plywood as he reached under his shirt and pulled out what I assumed was a revolver. It looked like the ones I had seen on TV anyway. Do you know how to use that?
Ill figure it out, I muttered, turning it in my hand as we jogged along. I didnt point it anywhere near me, or anyone else. It was the first time I had ever handled a gun, and if the shaking of my hand was any indication, I was not to be trusted with it.
I felt stronger with the gun in my hand though. Safer, even though I knew that it was only a false sense of security. None of us were safe right now; we probably never would be again. You shouldnt have done that! Bret hissed at Cade.
I knew that he loved me, but Bret seemed to think that I needed his protection at all times, that I couldnt take care of myself. Though, I supposed my tendencies toward being a loner, aloof, and incessantly clumsy helped perpetuate his belief. As did the fact that I had never really done anything to change his opinion. It didnt annoy me all that often, and I hadnt felt like arguing about it, so I had allowed it to continue. It had been the wrong thing to do, because it was irritating the hell out of me right now.
Shell be fine.
Bethany doesnt know how to handle a gun, if she hurts herself
Shell be fine! Cade interrupted sharply.
I slipped the revolver into my waistband and jogged swiftly away from them. That thing was still stalking us, but it was not ready to make its attack yet. I caught up with Abby; she was still carrying the bag of food over her shoulder. Jenna Howe was toting another bag that I could only assume held more food, or perhaps weapons.