Good vs. evil

Posted by on July 10, 2012 in Aliens Writing Contest, Special Events, Writing Contest -- 13 to 18 | 0 comments

This is an entry in Junior Dispatch’s alien short story contest. The effort earns the writer a free book from the York Emporium and a chance to win a $50 movie gift card and a $50 gift certificate from The York Emporium. Read the rules to the contest here, and get your story in by August 1.

By Olivia M. Waldrup
Age 14, Manchester

“That party at school was ‘egg-cellent’!” Trae says jokingly to his best friend Abby.

Finding smashed boiled egg in her hair she throws it at him and says “Well since your friend started it,” she pauses, taking more egg out of her hair “I am going to end it!”

Laughing, Trae pushes her slightly. The two start talking about what they are going to miss about school over the summer and what they look forward to in high school.

Then suddenly, a light appears in the sky. They both look stopping their conversation.

Abby knows what he is going to say. Then he takes the words right out of her mind.

“Abby we need to go wherever that thing goes!” Trae says urgently and impatiently. The light grows bigger and bigger.

“But my parents will go crazy if I’m not home right after school,” Abby explains with a worried expression on her face.

Trae’s disappointed and Abby looks him in the eye. Trae knows that face: she’s about to give in!

As she looks him in the eye she pulls out her phone. “I will call my parents that I have an honors English project that I got to start on.”

The phone is ringing. Abby is both doubtful and suspicious of what her parents might say. The phone picks up and Abby says that she has to stay at school for little while and start on her project. Surprisingly to both her and Trae, her parents say yes.

They both saw that the bright light wasn’t in the sky anymore, but they see smoke ascending into the sky. Trae and Abby drop their school bags on the ground and start into a run.

When they get to the crash they find out it’s an alien spaceship! They both inspect it like a crime scene. Unexpectedly, an alien steps out of it.

“Hello earthlings. I see you have found me and my spaceship. Just learning how to drive you know.”

Trae and Abby stare at him. Trae has this excited eager look on his face. Abby on the other hand has a rock in her hand and throws it at the alien’s head.

Rubbing his head, “Wow! I haven’t even been here for five minutes and I am already getting harassed. Ha! Just kidding! Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Bazoop Boberk. I come from the planet Unilever. I am species number forty-two out of sixty-eight. The species name is Brisk. Like the sweet tea you humans drink.”

“Dude that’s awesome!!!!” Trae says, suddenly interested.

Calm now Abby asks, “Why is your species Brisk?”

“We are called that because we are the helpful kind of aliens,” Bazoop explains ” Our king or ruler Zalure Corkle is the bad kind of species. Species nineteen out of sixty-eight. His species is Consume. Consume Species are the aliens that dirty things up, are mean to everything and everyone, and are trying to destroy my kind. And that is why I am here. To find help.”

Trae and Abby look at each other. They’re always eager to help. So, they offer him their help.

As Bazoop is repairing his ship he explains that Zalure, his leader, wants to go to every planet and steal their natural resources. So Bazoop’s father sent him here to Earth, since his species relates to the humans.

“So your leader Zalure is trying to destroy your race AND the human race?” Trae asks.

Bazoop replies, “Yes. I guess you can say that. That’s pretty much the shorter way of saying it.”

“Is there anyone of Zalure’s race that is willing to help you since they would be closer to him? Or helping him?” Abby asks.

Suddenly looking like he is love, “His daughter Kelook Corkle. She is the fairest of them all,” Bazoop says dreamily. His face suddenly changes stern and serious. “But, anyway she isn’t like her father. I guess you can say that the evil skipped a generation. Or maybe it’s just genetics.”

“What about her mother?” Abby asks.

Bazoop gets suddenly sad. “Her mother was one of my kind. Great lady. Her and Zalure got married and had Kelook. But when his kind started accusing him of marrying one of them. It got to his head and he just snapped. And believe me when I say this: when they get to your head, you do bad things. So he gave his wife a poisonous food. Nobody knew what happened to her but me, Zalure, and Kelook.”

Trae and Abby were speechless. “Wow!” was all they could think of.

The three of them decide to go back to Bazoop’s home planet to get started.

When they get to Unilever there is a humongous crowd waiting to see if Bazoop brought anyone to help.

Before they get out of the ship, Bazoop hesitates. He opens another door and pulls out a artillery table, weapons, and his long planned plan.

“Oh my god!!!” Trae exclaims. “These are sure to work!!!”

They walk out of the spaceship and everyone cheers. Bazoop takes a few minutes to introduce Trae and Abby to a couple of aliens.

Then Bazoop says to the crowd, “Hello friends, family, and pets! I would like to say goodbye to all of you. And wish us good luck!”

They hear a noise. They look up into the atmosphere. They see a patrol officer type thing and notice it has Consume on the side of it. Everybody runs. Abby, Trae, and Bazoop realize what they have to do. They turn around, disappearing into the spaceship, the door closing slowly.

TO BE CONTINUED …

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