The Alien Consciousness 2: Revenge

FBI chief Matthew Nicholson was looking at agent Jennifer Leeroy for a minute or more. Jennifer was looking at him. The silence dragged on. "Agent Leeroy, if it’s not difficult for you, please answer a few questions," Nicholson finally broke the silence. "With pleasure, sir. Ask." Jennifer showed her willingness to listen to his questions with her whole appearance. Not only to listen, but also to give him the most comprehensive answers. "Where have you been the last two weeks? Why didn’t you get in touch?" Nicholson asked," a serious violation of instructions. Don’t you know?" "In Mexico," Jennifer quickly found herself with an answer. "Have you been to Mexico? Why on earth?" Nicholson looked surprised. "My client Maxim Polyakov, wanted to go to Mexico to have a rest. I had to accompany him. Everything happened so quickly, I had no physical opportunity to report to the Office," Jennifer explained. "Fine but what prevented you from reporting your whereabouts upon arrival at the vacation spot? Are mobile phones out there?" Nicholson asked. Read more

Days on Mars

Yesterday we flew to Mars. Today is Friday. Our first day on Mars. We got a large group of ten people. My name is Viktor. I’m kind of a blogger. I will describe our adventures on Mars. I diceded to write in English because many people around the world can read in English and read my diary. And now I want to introduce my friends. First, the girls: Mary, Kelly, Iren, Christine and Mila. And now the guys. You already know me. In addition to me, more arrived: Jason, Alex, Steven and Paul. Mars! My first impressions. What to say. There is nothing here. Even in the most abandoned village we have some houses and buildings. Nothing here. Desert, stones, sand, mountains and plains. But all the same, everything is cool on Mars! Just think about it! We are on Mars. We are the first people who flew to this planet. Not NASA or anyone else. The company of the simplest guys and girls. Yes, we did it! You probably can't wait to find out how we got to the red planet? Everything is very simple. On a spaceship. It was built by Alex and Steven with the money of the father of the oligarch Paul. The guys study at the University and, together with some others, were able to build a spaceship, which in just one day got to Mars. In fact, there is nothing complicated about this. As they say, modern technology, plus young brains and a new approach to the old problem!Read more

The Alien Consciousness

Max was driving a car, effortlessly and with confidence. His left hand was freely laid on the wheel while the right one was on the warm Jennifer’s knee. Max has been in internship in Yale University and has been living in the US for two years. He had a lot of friends among American youths. No surprise, since he had awesome social skills and was almost fluent in American version of English language.
He was originally from Ukraine, and to be more precise, he was born and grew up in a small provincial town. He planned to stay for a while in the States. And then return home. However, it was unclear about Jennifer. He liked her and sometimes he wouldn’t mind if their relationship led to marriage. Sure, there are cultural differences but he was adjusting pretty well in American culture and was considered by Americans to be one of the lads, so to speak.
They met on the beach in Miami last year. Jennifer lied in the long chair and was thinking about nothing. It was a hot summer’s day. Suddenly somebody’s shadow obstructed the sun. She looked up. The young and quite handsome guy was smiling in front of her. He just got out of the ocean and water was dripping down along his tanned and attractive body. He kept smiling and held out his hand.
‘Let’s catch the wave’, he said. ‘The water is awesome!’
The surfboard was tied up to his left ankle.
‘I can’t’, answered Jennifer and took his hand.
I’ll teach you. It’s easy. Don’t be afraid. You’ll do it! Common!’
Holding hands they got into the water. Since then they were together.
‘The beer was shitty at Michael’s party’, said Jennifer, ‘I still feel sick’.
Max turned the wheel and the car zigzagged. Fortunately, it was a deep night and only few cars passed by them in opposite direction. Nobody followed them either. They were alone...Read more

Marsiana

Jennifer died. She gave the birth to their daughter, called her Marsiana and died. Max did not realize at first what had happened. He stood motionless beside the bed, holding in his arms a tiny, wet body just born daughter, and stared at Jennifer. He waited for Jennifer opens her eyes, smile, say something, ask and wants to hold her newborn daughter. But Jennifer did not move and Max began to realize that happened something terrible and irreparable.
Slowly, as if afraid to disturb her peace, firmly clutching daughter’s body, he began to back away from the bed on which seemed to sleep Jennifer. He already knew what had happened, and that thought made him very scary. In the eyes of Max appeared tears, the whole body trembled. He wanted to weep and cry at the same time. But something restrained him. He just ran out of the chamber and stopped, not knowing what to do next.
They were on Mars. It was here, on a red, desolate planet Jennifer decided to give the birth to the child. Max did not mind because he knew, it was useless to argue with her, and returning on Earth in the hospital also did not make sense. They would be there immediately grabbed by the security services, and Jennifer would have to bear if not in the hospital but for certain in a prison. The fact what would wait on her there he did not even want to think about.
Max stood motionless in front of the ship, and seeing nothing, looking straight ahead. The tiny body of his daughter trustingly leaned against him. She did not weep, did not cry, as if aware that with her mother happened something irreparable...Read more

Dangerous Planet

In the spaceport of the planet Cenes were two men. One of them, named Neil Innes, with a phone in his hand, supervised the loading of the expeditionary equipment on board the spaceship Cenes Telor flight. Before the spaceship took off there were about twenty minutes. And they still had time to use the machines to load the last containers, delivered to the spaceport by a cargo car. From time to time Neil gave commands over the phone and looked anxiously toward the building of the spaceport.
"Do not worry, he'll come." Simon, his friend, pulled his hands out of his pockets and looked at the sky.
"But there are fifteen minutes left," Neil retorted, watching the next container disappear into the cargo hatch of the passenger ship.
"He will come," Simon repeated without a shadow of doubt in his voice. "You better check the loading of the hunter, otherwise he'll run away."
"He will not go anywhere," Neil assured him with a confident smile. "This bubble bag visited more than a dozen planets with us and has not made attempts to leave us. Besides ..." Neil smiled almost cheerfully. "Stan swears this monster obeys him and even understands." Neil giggled and added, "imagine, Simon, he sometimes talks to him. I'm telling you the truth, "Neil assured his friend, noticing his incredulous gaze.
"Indeed?"
"I saw it yesterday myself!"
"It's his business." Simon chucked a smile from his face and looked at his watch worriedly. Six minutes remained.
All of their expedition cargo, including the hunter from an unknown planet, was already on board the ship while Stan was still out.
"Maybe he changed his mind," Neel looked inquiringly at Simon and saw the boss's eyes narrowing and turning into slits.
"Do not say nonsense," he said through clenched teeth. "Stan could not do that."
"Well, I do not know." Neil switched on his phone, checked the list of numbers and called Stan...Read more