Chase was still in the same position, tied to the chair and locked in the dark basement where he couldn't see. It got to an extent that he thought he had gone blind because he couldn't see anythingIt was way too fucked up for him. The beatings he had received was doing no justice to his brain. It was as if his head was smashed and then patched up. Chase knew that it he didn't get any help, he would go mad and then die. Because he was also having a concussion.He was still in pains. It seemed as though his condition had grown worse because he had not received any treatment after being beaten thoroughly by the cruel army commander.Had it been his father had come to know about this, there would have been war. Chase hated the fact that he ignored his father the entire time. If only he had calmed down and stayed at home, none of this would have happened. He wouldn't be there, getting treated like a prisoner by the Commander Rodney Brown.Chase wished he hadn't been mean to the man, he wou
Styles was put on a wheelchair by the doctors and the nurses because he wanted to get out of bed. He hated the idea of staying on his hospital bed like a sick person even though he was gravely injured by his doppleganger. He was used to working and not laying in bed."What should we do now?" Styles asked Bradley, right after the doctors and nurses had left. Whilst Bradley just stared thoughtfully into the air for sometime before returning his gaze to Styles."Get one of those your weapons to use in detecting who's the alien between November and Macey," Bradley said as he munched on his burger. It was the only thing he could come up with. After Styles had told him it was Macey and November who he visited before he was attacked that night, Bradley was beginning to think one of the things had something to do with it, although he suspected Macey the most. Because he came to figure out later that she was obsessed with aliens before the whole alien invasion thing. So he had thought she worke
November chased after the Many-faced alien and found him at Macey's, holding both his mom and Stacey captive.November's heart rose in his chest upon seeing this. The Many-faced alien had his claws almost digging into their bodies.Stacey was crying whilst his mother just had tears welled in her eyes, sniffing momentarily because it seemed as though she was going to die."Let them go, it's me you want," November said to the Many-faced alien. Because it made him disturbed that his mom and little sister had been caught by the many-faced alien."I cannot do that, they're the most precious things to you. If I kill them, it will affect you and make you weak."November felt weak upon hearing this. It was true. He wondered how the Many-faced alien had gotten so smart. Knew way too much about him. And as if reading his thoughts, the many face alien changed his head go Sebastian's, stunning the shit out of November."You believe he was real?" The Many-faced alien let out a harsh bark of malici
"Let me out of here!" The Many-faced alien shifted into Sebastian and made use of his voice, wanting to fool November."I cannot believe there was never a Sebastian in the first place," Macey said with a huge frown on her face as she rubbed the side of her arm.Whilst November was just silent, not uttering a word because he didn't feel the need to. "This motherfucker has made us seen all hell and back," this was from Captain who pressed the red button once more and the Many-faced alien screamed, from getting tortured by the heat. He shifted into Captain's grandmother and slammed his fists on the glass walls, crying out loud. "Don't look at it, you'll be tempted to free it," Styles said from where he was in his wheelchair. They had managed to catch this alien after going through a whole lot.November curled his fingers into tight hard fists, refraining from punching into a nearby wall because he was still trying to wrap his head around the fact that Sebastian never existed. It was t
"My mom said we're leaving by next week," November announced this to his squad later that evening. He had managed to get a grip of himself after his mom had spoken to him and told him to feel his emotions because he was a human and not a robot, "we'd be gone for good," he added."So soon?" Macey couldn't even hide the fact that she didn't settle well with this. She knew November was leaving but she didn't expect it to be next week. His announcement came off unexpected."We have no choice, there's too much baggage in this town already," November puffed out a low breath because there was no way he could say it in way it wouldn't upset them. He could see the dissappointment on their faces. It was clear they didn't want him to go, considering the incoming battle with Cyflac Pharmaceuticals. And then the twin holes on the field close to Macey's home was still open."So you want to just go like that? Despite everything?" Captain went over and stood in front of November with his arms folded
November wondered if his supersuit had been destroyed by his fake, until he found it at the exact spot he had left it seven days ago. He was relieved upon finding it and seeing that it was still intact, still new like the first time Styles gave it to him. He pulled it out immediately.And hurriedly wore it on and then went out to meet with Captain and Ivar who were already waiting for him.Upon seeing him like that, the others felt he was giving them the Mysterious N aura once more. Something which had been absent for days."Do you think it's necessary for me to come, I mean I'm not powerful like you two?" Captain raised his hands as he looked from November to Ivar and Ivar to November. He just didn't think he was capable of going to fight and rescues Chase. The way he had been chased by the many-faced alien was still haunting his mind and he didn't know what was in front."You'd be able to read minds and alert us what is about to happen. Shift souls if necessary," November provided,
Noah Allen was released the next day. Prosecutor Adams had made some arrangements and he was let out of the cell.He was glad because he had the power to do whatever he wanted. He just got arrested two days ago and now he was out.Unbeknownst that it took Prosecutor Adams quite a long time to convince the head people into telling Sheriff Brightside to free Noah.Sheriff Brightside was utterly disappointed. There was nothing he could do about it. His superiors had given him the order to release Noah Allen, but there was an incoming case in the following week. Because Scott had already filed a report. He had reached out to the families of Abulterin victims with help from Harriet Calhoun, November's mother.Sheriff Brightside was in a sour mood for the rest of that day, he had thought he would be able to keep Noah locked up there for a couple of weeks, but his superiors reproved this.The flashback of Macey on the floor, in the pool of her own blood was exasperating because it was Noah w
Prosecutor Adams found his way into Chase's ward. It was late in the afternoon when he went there, because he had been choked up with work until he received the news.Tears welled up in his eyes when he saw his son on the hospital bed, covered in bandages with a breathing tube in his mouth.Chase who was vibrant, hothead and always did thing in his own way, looked almost dead. Had life support on him on that very day.It was the worse sight a father could ever see. Way too much for him to bear that he held onto the wall for support, because his legs threatened to give out underneath him.Prosecutor wondered who had done such a thing to his only son. Because it seemed as though they wanted to kill him. They completely destroyed his face.Who it could be. The man couldn't help but ponder deeply over this, whilst fighting against the urge to scream.It was way too much for him to handle that he fought against the urge to cry. For the sixteen years he had looked after his boy, he had neve