Zaanne

Ok, so a few things you should and shouldn't do to not explode. First off, you shouldn't run into a building you know will explode. Second, if there are aliens, you should just drop the burrito and hop through the wall they'll inevitably disentigrate. Next, if you have a phycotic idiot in your head, don't let him tell you what to do.

I could have sworn i was dreaming, but it felt more real than my memory dreams. I was standing in a room that seemed to go on forever. The world was dimly lit green, with cold steam tickling my feet as it snaked around my legs. It was just me for the moment, until the floor spoke.

Hello, human named Gabriel, the voice was abit awkward on it's english, like that was his second language. I am the ship, or the crystal inside you. it took me a second to realize the cold feeling previously must have been a piece of the ships shrapnel that stabbed into my chest, but it wasn't there when i looked down. I was still in my tattered school uniform, but I had seemed to be cleaned, since i was no longer covered in dust and debris.

"H-hello?" By then i figured this was probably in my head, which explains why Zaanne wasn't talking. Chances are if i looked around enough, I'd find him somewhere in the distance, complaining about nothing. That didn't stop me from being terrified of the voice. Apparently it was the same ship that blew up on me, so i felt uncomfortable talking to it.

Your brain is telling me that you are afraid, no need. I will not harm you like the previous inhabitants of the ship, since you are it's new owner

I took a minute to let it sink in. I was in the ship AND my mind, it was reading my brain and Zaanne was nowhere to be heard from. The exact same thing had detonated my school, sent two evil aliens to try and clone my entire planet, and apparently can manipulate the worlds logic.

As said before, i hate Mondays.

I noticed the room was waiting for me to talk, so i began, "so if you scanned my head, who else did you scan?"

It responded immediately, The world. Anything i touched, i became aquatinted with it's knoledge. The planet, it's ozone layer, it's condition, inhabitants, ages, DNA, anything your brain can imagine be real, it was stored into me.

I didn't know what was weirder, talking to an alien space ship or that the ship sounded so familiar... "Is that why you sound like Morgan freeman?" I asked, leaving a small chuckle throughout the empty space. Apparently it had a sense of humor.

The fog slid from my feet to in front if me and started to morph together, thickening and solidifying into a regular human, the same person that his voice matched. He wore a basic black jacket and a dark purple tee inside. His black pants were neatly ironed and fitted, so he looked like a dark Dr. Phill. His happy, wrinkled face looked pretty much like you'd see him on tv, besides his eyes, which were pure green like the aliens. No pupils, no iris, just a green void that could lead anywhere you imagined.

His godly voice spoke from the figure, "I'm sure you will get used to the controls of the ship, but for now you must wake, for your family is awaiting you." He waved his hand and a screen opened from nowhere, showing a moving picture. It was a group of people, a mix of my friends and family, looking through a glass wall in either amusement or shock, i wasn't good at faces. Anyway they were staring at a glowing figure, the only light in the room to illuminate their bodies.

I saw Rayden and my brothers all looking into the glass, slightly stunned at whatever scene was behind the wall. Jacob and Kenneth were in the corner, avoiding the crowd but being there for support, which made me happy. "I'm on the other side eh?" Morgan's nod seemed to tell me both "yes", and "hurry up", so i looked up to the empty sky.

"Aaaalrighty then, take me back to Earth." As soon as i said that the world of light dissappeared and i awoke on a flaming bed.

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"BALLS!!!", i screamed, jumping about ten feet into the air. it's an inappropriate word, i know, but it was the closest thing i could say to a cuss word without feeling crule. Kinda childish but it's nicer than Zaanne's dialogue.

After the initial shock of being in fire, I sat up in bed. I was clearly not burned, but my clothes couldn't say the same. This time, my pants weren't so lucky. My entire body was ingulfed in green, which only helped covering me up by literally flashing a new scar my chest like a beacon.

On it was a green crystal, a lot like the ship, but much smaller. It was held on my chest by a small leather strap that acted like a necklace, wrapped loosely around my neck so that the shard look like just some flashy Jewlry instead of an extraterrestrial being. My arms and legs covered in glowing green lines, like they had decided to become a computer hard drive. My body tingled with energy, the flames, deep green, dancing maddly across my forearm and whisping away in a transparent neon mist.

I remembered the images from my talk with the ship. I haven't got a name for him yet but I just assumed he was the necklace. I looked up and, sure enough, there was a small crowd of maybe ten astonished people, dancing around and seeming to be down to tears from me being ok. Who cares if you're in flames, naked and glowing like a cyborg, as long as you LOOK alive, people will cry for you.

Took ya long enough, i was getting bored. Zaanne popped up in my head, which helped my mood about as much as the fire did, Who's this guy that won't stop imitating George Carlin?

He did Morgan Freeman for me, and i think it's the space ship talking to us, sounding like people who actually made a voice.

There was a moment of silence, besides the bed being baked. It should have been like a thousand degrees in there, but it just felt warm and soothing now, like a mothers hand as you held it for the first time (mawkish, maybe). It was so comfy that i was about to lay back down and sleep when Zaanne came back on, Really? That fucker followed us onto the hospital? Is that crystal around your neck what's keeping your heart from exploding?!

I didn't think much about it at first, but then i realized i couldn't feel my pulse, much less my heart. I started to freak out, pressing against my chest roughly. The crystal seemed to shine brighter than before and suddenly i felt a fake "bubump, bubump", coming from my chest.

Ok, problem one solved, I thought, Now for the bed No more words needed. Even from thought the flames responded, disappearing instantly. Flames, check, now for the light show. The lights on my body dimmed into my skin, slowly shutting out. The only light in the room now was the crystal, which shone a dimmed emerald.

Last but not least, clothes. I figured the blankets would do, but they probably burned off, since i was sitting on a metal plate now like it was a bears lunch tray, and i were it's lunch. I thought about my clothes, before the whole alien thing, and thousands of tiny strands appeared and strung together. They tightened and stretched to form linen and cotton lines, sliding together to create a black school shirt and some basic khakis pants, exactly the way they were before i went to school, yet new and folded, as if a maid decided to clean them without my permission.

I did wonder how a pair of pants just formed from nothing right in front of me, but i wasn't in a situation to argue, so i pulled them on. I wasn't fond of shirts, since they were uncomfortable and scratchy and made it too hot for me, so i left that off. Now that i wasn't a lighthouse, i got a better look of the room. In the dark it took a moment to adjust my eyes. It was an interrogation box like in those crime movies with me on the table, but the one-way mirror was instead a tinted window, about the size of a rich man's flat screen television, the LEDs showing my family, all crying inaudibly of joy.

Rayden had come, which i found weird, i guessed he had followed Kenneth and Jacob's lead to come see me. All three of them were pressing their faces to the glass, mesmerized by either the pants or the fact i just dismissed fire.

How had i done that? I just thought and it happened, no real explanation possible, but it was obvious that it had something to do with the crystal necklace and the Morgan Freeman inside. The crystal still glowed, as if waiting impatiently to unleash more power. I wasn't willing to risk that, since images of myself making things explode by merely punching it still flashed through my brain.

A few minutes later, after everyone settled down from seeing me stop glowing, a man in a lab coat said something to my mom, allowing her to enter.

As soon as she came in, she tackled me with a hug that was far more constricting than the aliens' grapple. "Gabriel!" She yelled, which seemed plentyful of words.

"Yeah, that's my name," I chimed, hugging her back. It felt nice, hugging my mom. It brought back memories that i had forgotten from my random innuendo dreams; me and her playing board games with Sleepy, her and dad talking over whether or not i should take karate, mom laying me down in my bed when i was about six, singing me lullabies that was mainly "Part of Your World", from "The Little Mermaid" and "Twinkle Twinkle".

She pulled back and punched me in the chest, making her forthcoming warning clear, "if you EVER do something so god damn stupid again, i will tear your ass open like the Grand Canyon!" she apologized for the way that came out.

That only made me grin, holding back a laugh that would probably scare Ray away in a heartbeat, "first off, we both know WHY i went back in. Secondly, the Grand Canyon is far too small to equal what i SHOULD deserve for fighting aliens."

She gave me a puzzled look before chuckling,"I guess you're still a little fuzzy feeling from the crash. It's ok, you'll be better soon." After a confused look by me she let her bear grip go, giving me time to breathe.

Jacob and Kenneth approached, steadily followed by Ray, who was eyeing the crystal on my necklace cautiously, as if hoping i wouldn't burst into flames while he was too close.

Jacob looked me up and down, the way he does with a stranger or a new boss battle he wasn't informed of in a game. "We heared what happened, but wow, you look like a completely different person!" I didn't know what he was talking about until i inspected myself again.

With the lightshow over, i now noticed that i wasn't chubby anymore, which made me sad for some reason. My body had seemed to burn away it's fat, which i would have liked, but with the fat gone i was suddenly freezing without my usual layer of cold resistance. My body was also muscular too, the muscles hidden under the fat now chiseled out and pressed uncomfortably against my chest when my arms were down.

Then I looked at my hair and nearly had a heart attack, even though i couldn't feel my heart three minutes before. It was dark green, spiked out more but still somewhat curled, giving the image of fire. It was almost anime styled, green strands still hanging in front of my eyes to continue their annoyances. Pulling it abit, it was certainly real, showing slight strands of blue and yellow as well, as if the hair dye had split it's colors slightly, lightening the hair. It tumbled about a foot longer, easily sliding over my shoulders and down my neck.

holy shit was all Zaanne could say for a moment. we look like a manga character, straight from the book and colored.

He was right, I even felt abit like how they may feel. All my senses were heightened, especially my sight, which could see farther and so well that the tint on the windows wasn't there for a moment. My body still surged with what felt like a continuous adrenaline rush.

After a mere twenty seconds of checking myself out, Kenneth shuffled nervously, catching my attention instantly. "What's wrong?"

He stopped cold and looked away,"You're not gonna catch on fire while we're in here right?"

"Of course not. I won't hurt my friends. That goes for you too, Rayden." His name put him in the spotlight, and he didn't seem happy about that.

"Oh, uhmmm... Thanks" He went back to observing his ring as if it were the real element of loyalty.

"So, can someone refresh me on what happened?" I honestly had no idea how i got there, but i figured it wasn't fun.

Jacob looked around anxiously,"well, we heared the explosion from about twenty miles away, and then you flew into the feild next to us. You were on fire and hit the ground far too hard to survive, according to Mr. Sanders. When we came to you, you had- you..." He stopped, staring at my crystal.

He didn't seen to have changed out of his school clothes, so he was dressed exactly what i was wearing. His hair was skewed and his gel had came out, letting his black hair spill messily above his ears. His arms were covered in mud and what seemed to be abit of dried blood, which made me feel terrible. His face i wish i could quite read, but i could never read someone's face for the life of me. As far as i could tell, he was either mad or ecstatic about my awakening. "Some doctors came and took you to the hospital, and you burned away anything that touched you, except for the rock"

"Well no need to worry anymore, I'm ok and we got all the students to safety, that's all that matters right now." They seemed to calm a little, but we were still in a hospital. People were dieing every day around me, and i just came out of a space explosion, self combustion, penetration and nudity completely unharmed. It made me feel good and bad that most couldn't survive even one of those.

I hopped out of the bed, my legs shaking for a split second before i regained full strength. I breathed deeply, loosening my body and touching the crystal. It had stopped glowing, and i felt my body start to weary and tire out. My arms felt like they weighed about 20 pounds heavier, though my appearance stayed the same. I slowly dragged my feet to the door, opening it with a small tug. The halls were empty granted a nurse, who caught me walking out and approached carefully.

"Mr. Plemons, i suggest lay back down, we don't know what might happen if you get too hyper."

I wasn't sure why i decided to get smart with a nurse, but flashes of random quotes and sayings were always floating through my head, one of which seemed to slide by easily, so i smirked. "that's my secret, Captain. I'm always hyper"

Before i could turn into a giant green guy and terrorize an alien army, again, my mom stepped next to me. "He's ok, he just needs some time to walk about"

The nurse looked a lot like, well, a nurse. She had her hair tied back in a bun to keep out of her eyes and light caramel skin that pretty much fit into a Maxim magazine cover. She seemed to be in her mid 20's, holding a clipboard in one hand and a pin in the other, wearing glasses that shone her bright green eyes in the flouresent lights. She wore a medic like outfit that was a tad too small, showing off her curves and a tag that read "Clarrisa" in black cursive. Her shirt was unbuttoned abit too much, making my hyperactive eyes stand perfectly still.

Dayum Zaanne said in my head ,you think those are D's?

Ok, rude. i thought, but my eyes seemed to play with Zaanne's will.

Jacob wasn't as moved, but he did look away. "let him walk around, he healed himself far better than your doctors could, maybe he'll bring you some good luck in this hospital."

The nurse bent down and stared at him, as if looking into his brain, which he seemed to be doing right back to her, looking back at her, "Very well dear, roam the halls aimlessly if you please, Jacob, Kenneth, Rayden and Gabriel, I'll be observing your behaviors over time though, to check for diseases or drugs that you took to heal.

"Can i go now?" I asked. I was getting anxious and suddenly scared. Clarrisa seemed to notice.

If she knew i was still fixed on her she didn't show any offence. "Go on, have fun playing in a hospital."

On that weird note, i backed away, pulling my three friends with me.

The halls were about as boring as a regular hospital, but what was in it was far weirder. First off, every doctor there was better off as a magazine cover, models as far as the eye could see. Women rushed about, all wearing the same tight fitting clothes as Clarrisa.

Yeah, it sounds like heaven, but it just didn't feel right about my awakening in an all girl hospital. The other four, including zaanne, weren't as careful. They had their eyes EVERYWHERE, with Zaanne complaining about me looking away when we got too close to a nurse. c'mon gabe, it's good for your health! Besides, they're everywhere, might as well enjoy their hospitality. as right as he may have been, i was always far too scared to look at pretty girls like that, it just felt wrong to stare.

We surfed our way through the mountains and sat down on a bench next to some bathroom/dorm thing for overnight doctors. Kenneth had been lost in the crowd, leaving me, Ray and Jacob to sit there, Zaanne edging me to look while i adverted my eyes from them.

"Why are there so many girls?", I asked, hoping they'd have some information.

Rayden leaned back and fumbled with his ring, trying to not over react. "Don't know, don't care. But did you see that blonde nurse? I think her name was Jessica!" He and Jacob started having an intense conversation about the girls, Jacob losing his want for modesty, so i rose and strolled down the only empty hall