It had been raining for the past few days. It seemed like it would never stop. Even the weather forecasters were stumped.
One of the biggest buildings was the Charles Gibson Hospital. It had been there for eighty-seven years and never needed repair.
Angelina Garfield and her husband John were in hospital room number 13 because Angelina was having a baby. It was 2:23 am. The window was at the end of the room. John was sitting in a dark blue chair near the door and was leaning on the bed and looking out the window. When he looked, there was a big flash of light. In an instant, the townspeople disappeared and John's mind went black. His memory had been erased.
John walked out of the door and his eyes were dull.
"Where are you going, Mr. Garfield?" the nurse asked.
John did not respond. It seemed as though he was a mindless servant. He walked into the street and almost tripped over a bump in the street. There was another flash of light and John disappeared.
The nurse walked over to Angelina. She gasped. A head popped out. She didn't notice anything strange. Yet.
She walked over to the telephone that was next to Angelina. She quickly dialed the number. "Hello, this is Sasha speaking. Is Dr. Jones there?"
Instead of the doctor there was a deep voice. "Earth must be completlely evacuated in twenty-four hours!" said the voice.
Sasha was so scared that she listened to the voice. "Sorry, Angelina, you're going to have to get the baby out yourself," Sasha said.
Angelina pushed as hard as she could. She tried and tried and, finally, the baby popped out.
"Mama," the baby said. That was his first word.
"I think I will call you Michael," Angelina said very softly.
"Mama," the baby said again. Then Angelina passed out.
The baby got up and paused to look around for a second. He smiled and crawled onto the sheet and tripped. He wasn't used to this environment. He saw it in a different way. It smelled different. It looked different. It even tasted different.
It looked bright.
Anyway, he fell down head first. There was a big scar on his cheek. He started to cry. He swept away the tears and walked over to the window.
There was a very, very big spaceship outside. It had a symbol on it with a spiral and a dot in the middle. He looked at it curiously. What a day. He tripped, he got a scar, he was born, and now, he saw a spaceship.
The spaceship was led by a race called Karths. Karths were reptilian-like creatures who were five feet tall and, like snakes, smelled with their tongues. They destroyed anything in their path. On their ship they had radar so they could track down the humans. And on their radar they had tracked down two humans: Angelina and Michael.
Their ship landed on the street that the hospital was on. A metal platform darted out and a door opened. There was smoke for a second, and then it cleared. There were about 600 karths. The invasion had begun.
CHAPTER 1
They were all raiding the hospital. And when they got to the room Angelina and Michael were in, they smashed open the door and there were bits of the door all over the room.
"We told you to evacuate this planet!" said the leader of the karths. But this karth was different. Unlike other karths, this one has a steel mask on. "Now prepare to face the consequences!" he said. The karth then said in a deep voice, "My name is Vultron!"
Michael just looked at the karths curiously. Vultron pulled out a strange looking device. It was a rectangular device with a small screen with numbers on it.
Two karths charged ina dn quickly went over to the bed that Angelica was in and grabbed her. Right as they were leaving, Vultron noticed Michael and pulled out the device again. He pressed a button and aimed it at Mike. Blue rings shot out of the device and there was smoke.
"Hmph," Vultron grunted. "He'll be eighty-five by the time he leaves this hospital."
He turned his head back to see if the smoke had cleared. It hadn't. He turned his head back to its normal position.
The karths and Vultron headed back to the ship.
TO BE CONTINUED...