Changelings (Pt. One)

This is a story I just thought of I don’t know if it’s good or not please comment to let me know!

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When the alerts came on everyone’s phones we knew that we would not win. The spaceships appeared above every government facility in the world. The white house was the first to be attacked. Then the congress building and all the rest.

I hid with my family in the basement hoping that they would leave civilians alone. I sat on the couch with my journal and blanket covering me to try and find some semblance of comfort. We watched the news showing the attacks on our planet and we saw the first look of the aliens that had decided to conquer us.

Their heads were hidden from us in strange fishbowl-like helmets and strange skin tight suits covered their bodies from which four long tentacles for arms extended as arms with four more acting as legs. I shuddered, pulling the blanket tighter around me imagining being captured by those strange tentacled creatures. 

The first sign that they had come for us was the deep rumbling that permeated through the ground and seemed to shake our house. I wanted to get up and look through the window to see if there was a ship outside but I restrained myself. Besides, I was also too terrified to move.

I laid on the couch watching the door leading upstairs as I heard the strange squishy ruffling sound as the creatures slid on their tentacles across the carpet upstairs. A shadow appeared at the top of the stairs and I stifled a scream trying to work its way from my throat.

The door creaked open, stopping short as the rope we had tied around the handle pulled taunt but a blast from one of the creature’s weapons disintegrated it and the door swung open.

The strange creatures slid down the stairs, their tentacles carrying large nozzles that looked like flame throwers I had seen in movies. I looked around at the rest of my family all sitting on couches. No one moved. No one spoke.

One of the tall creatures slid forwards and spoke surprising me as his words came out of a microphone in english. “Humans. Your planet is now under Arcinex rule. You are to come with us. Resistance will lead to punishment.”

For a moment everything was still. Then my father stood, a gun in his hand pointed at the creature that had spoken. 

“No, we are not going anywhere with you!” 

The creature that had spoken seemed to sigh like a parent dealing with a frustrating child.

“Then you have chosen your fate.” He flicked his tentacles at the creatures behind him and they unleashed white fog at all of us.

My father pulled the trigger shooting one of the creatures but it did nothing to stop them as they smothered him in white fog and he slumped to the ground unconscious.

Then they came for the rest of us. I tried to hold my breath so I wouldn’t fall asleep but as one of the creatures neared me I ran out of air and was forced to gasp as it puffed fog at me.

My body tingled, falling limp as exhaustion filled my brain. The last thing I saw was green tentacles lifting me from the couch to take me away.