(It’s alright)
Sci-Fi Love Story~~
Are you almost here? We are under attack! Please…get here soon.
Xiomara screamed as her house was hit by some sort of fireball.
We’re coming Xiomara! Just please hang on for as long as you can, fat to safety!
He pulled his bag into his back and floated out of the room, going to the control room and hoping with all his might that they were close to the planet.
Xiomara screamed again as she saw her hometown being burnt to the ground. Suddenly, a loud pop filled the air. "You creatures are dead to me!" A man yelled. Humans?
WHY DID YOU SEND HUMANS AFTER US? ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?
He furrowed his brows and thought, responding back urgently.
I promise we sent no one! Those aren’t our people! Stay alive Xiomara, your planet is coming into view and we just have to land!
The captain piloted the ship closer to the planet, dipping into the atmosphere and looking around for a place to land. The burning town caught his attention and soon they had touched down, Matthew being the first to spring out of the ship.
We’re here! Where are you?
Xiomara ran in front of the ship and knocked on the window of it. "Please! Come out!"
Matthew opened the door on the side and jumped to the ground, his bag of papers in a bag on his back. “Xiomara?” He asked lightly, not even knowing if she could understand him.
Xiomara stares at Matthew. A blush covers her face. "Yes it is me."
A smile crossed his face and he looked over her, the thrill of documenting a new species getting him overly excited. He walked a few steps closer to her, the rest of the crew staying put inside the ship.
"Okay listen. We are going to go under some serious heat so I want you to be prepared."
“What’s going on?” He asked, immediately the curious scientist look vanishing in place of a mostly courageous but still worried look. Matthew held tightly onto the small gun he packed and motioned for a few more of the crew members to come out of the ship.
Xiomara stares at Matthew. "That gun won't protect from what is about to happen."
He shrugged slightly, “It’s better than nothing.” Even then, he slipped the gun into a pouch on his bag and watched as a few other crew mates came out to join him. All he was waiting for was for Xiomara to explain what was going to happen.
Xiomara took a deep breath and grabbed Matthew's gun. "Follow me. But keep your friends here. I don't trust them."
“I know her,” He explained to the confused crew, “Just..stay here and don’t leave me behind.” A confused look crossed his face as she grabbed his gun, but he didn’t stop her, nodding, “Let’s go.”
Xiomara squeezed the gun and it turned into a Glock. Then she handed it back to Matthew. "This will work better. Now listen, the bullets I put in here will explode so… be careful."
She grabbed Matthew's hands and smiled. "How much do you like flying?"
His face paled at the mention of flying but he shrugged it off, “I can manage, just not super far.” With the new gun in his position, he held it tightly between his arm and his side as he held her hands.