The Invaders

I was 16 when the invaders came to earth, everything seemed so normal to me when I awoke that day, but what I was eventually met with, was anything but normal.

I kept seeing these reports in the weeks leading to this day of UFO or alien sightings, but I just brushed it off and ignored it as there’s always someone who says that, right?

Then all that was on the television that cold day was whiteness, nothing being broadcast, except a white screen. I didn’t think much of it, until I arrived at school and everyone else was saying their tv was doing the same.I started to panic, but hadn’t quite connected the two together yet. Me and my friends are scrambling for answers not sure what we will find, the numbers were few and my parents had come to pick me up at lunch, haphazardly with not much explanation. I kept asking “what’s going on?” And “where are we going?” As we drove straight past our house, but all I got in return was silence. The world around us felt different and was going completely into disarray, I wanted to know what was happening, but I was worried what the answer would be. I was terrified for what the next few moments would bring us.

Finally, the silence broke after what felt like too long, “we’re here” my mother said calmly. I looked out the window, to a farmhouse which felt somewhat familiar but couldn’t put my finger on why. My father said “let’s see if they’re here.” Who are here? Why are here? What the hell is happening? Suddenly, a lady runs out of the house Looking very frightened and concerned. My mother was the one to go to her first, and just embraced her for a moment, I saw a tear. Again what the hell is going on? My father breaks the tension “that’s your mother’s sister, you only met her when you were 3 or 4” I returned “I knew this place felt familiar.” We both slowly exited the car and made our way over to my mother and her sister, they both looked exhausted, I wasn’t sure what to say or do. I had still no idea what was going on. My mum said too calmly “we’re going to be staying here for a little while, until we know the full situation. Let’s go look at the news.” We quickly entered the house, as the wind was picking up, but the screen was white, as it had been earlier that morning. I felt much more uncomfortable now, it was overwhelming, like someone or something had been watching us this whole time.

We tried the radio, nothing. We tried our phones, nothing. It seemed too quiet outside as we waited for something, anything to happen. Then it did. The tv started again, but it wasn’t the news or anything ordinary. It was a frequency line with an unusual voice coming out, they were talking to me. But why? Why am I so important? They were saying that they needed me immediately or they’d start destroying. My parents and auntie looked startled at me, I had no idea what to do now, the only thing I did know, I wasn’t giving myself up to them, no matter what happened. Why hadn’t they found me already? It couldn’t be that difficult, if they only wanted me, why don’t they just come get me already.

The terror in my mothers eyes remained, even hours after this transmission, I had no idea what to say to her, I couldn’t make her feel any better. These “beings” wanted Me, no one else. I stood there clutching, grasping, the heart shaped locket my grandmother had given me when I was 7, I’d warn it ever since. How was she going to help me now? She died 3 years ago, and I’d missed her ever since. I wanted her to help me, to call out to me what to do. I found it so incredibly difficult to remember her voice now, I hadn’t heard it in so long, after she died, I used to call her phone just to hear her voice on the voicemail, but stopped after a while, as I realised it was just making me sadder that she was gone.

I needed to figure out what to do and fast, before my family gets hurt. We are all exhausted by now, so we are drifting asleep one by one, but I force myself to stay awake, I need to leave before they capture my parents and my auntie, I don’t want to have to tell them I was leaving, as they’d stop me.

I grabbed my things, got some food from the kitchen, and shoved it in my bag, then was leaving as my mother comes out the door and mumbles “Where are you going?” I can see in her face the realisation of what I am doing. “You CANT leave, I won’t let you. Who knows what they want with you, it can’t be good.” I wanted so much to run and hug her and stay with her but I knew it would be endangering there lives. “I need to leave, I don’t want them to hurt you.” I can feel the tears welling up in my eyes as I say this. My mother, runs to hug me, and tells me “We will stay here, so come back if you can. I love you.”

“I love you too, I’ll see you soon”

I walk off leaving my family behind, with no idea what’s going to be facing me when I entire this new world.

I start walking down this windy road opposite to the way we came here, I am feeling terrified about what I am getting myself into, but I just keep telling myself that it will be okay, but I’m not so sure anymore.

I see up ahead another girl, with beautiful auburn hair, she is walking the same way as me, and I catch up to her and ask “where are you going?”

“I’m all on my own, my parents were killed, and now the invaders are after me.”

Her voice sounded overwhelmed and unsure who I was too.

It suddenly hit me what she had said, “They’re looking for you?” I said very confused.

“Yeah” she said numbly.

“I thought they were looking for me? That’s what the transmission said?”

She looks up confused too.

“It said my name?”

“It definitely said mine.”

“Do you want to stick together?, might be good, to not be alone...”

I nodded, felt good to know she was going through the same thing.

“I’m Eliza by the way.” She says with a weak smile.

“I’m Cora.”

We continue on together, confused, silent for a long time, until we stop to eat something. We just have small talk really, which felt weird considering the situation, but it felt good to be talking and distracting ourselves from the world falling into chaos around us.

We suddenly saw more girls around our age walking the same as way as us, we weren’t sure what this meant but we assumed it meant, the transmission had said their names, instead of mine. I wasn’t sure what to do, as I could go back to my family and tell them what I’d discovered and tell them it would be okay. However, there was something inside of me, telling me to go, saying If I didn’t go, I would regret it. So I stayed.

We walked for a long time, with more and more women joining us as time went on, all these questions running through my head. Why just women? Why me? What’s going to happen to us?

There was a group of about 20 of us now and we had no idea what was Laying ahead of us, we just wanted answers, which seemed far away on this moment.

The end.