Monday, November 2, 2009, 11:33 AM, Central Time Zone, GMT
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Undisclosed location, Secret Ops Temporary Facility
Professor Holcomb could scarcely contain his excitement as he watched the black minivan approach the temporary facility that was essentially a trailer park. At last, one of the aliens was within his grasp!
And yet he sensed right away that something was amiss.
'Where are the other two?' he asked, curtly.
One of his aides, who sat at a computer console, pointed at something on the screen. 'According to the GPS, the other two are still in Anaheim.'
'What the hell's taking them so long?'
His aide shrugged. 'We don't know. We haven't been able to raise them.'
Holcomb swore under his breath. 'Well, find out! They should have returned together.'
Yelina was thankful for one thing- her captors hadn't thought to check through her coat's many pockets. Having regained some movement, she reached deep into a pocket and retrieved something. She thought of digging out her Swiss army knife and cutting her bonds, but some instinct changed her mind. Instead, she dug out something that under the circumstances was far more useful- her brand-new cell phone.
Jack jumped involuntarily as his cell phone bleeped, shrilly. It was the first time it had ever rung. He fumbled it out of his pocket, popped it open with some difficulty, and answered.
'Kiko? Is something wrong?'
Ian Woodbridge watched him in silence, listening to half a conversation that made no sense, until Jack closed the cell up again and replaced it in his pocket.
'What's up?' Woodbridge asked him in alarm as Jack pulled off to the side of the road and stopped.
'I'm not sure,' Jack replied, seemingly as mystified as he. 'That was Kiko. She told me to pull over and stop.'
Ian stared. 'But why?'
The answer arrived within minutes. It came in the form of Matthew Thunderchild in his pickup, and a hundred other young natives in an assortment of beat-up vehicles, all of them armed with rifles and shotguns. Pulling up alongside Jack and Ian, Matthew leaned over so he could see around his passengers.
'Hi, Mr Moore. Yelina tells me you've got a problem with some two-footed coyotes.'
'This could get ugly,' Jack told him seriously. 'People could get hurt.'
Matthew grinned- not a smile, but a young warrior's promise of violence. 'Then what are we waiting for? Let's go bag us some bad guys!'
Holcomb had gone outside to meet the van containing the live alien. Frederick Sutter had arrived only moments before, and the two scientist were practically rubbing their hands with glee in anticipation of information that would allow them to enter the alien ship and begin work on understanding and assimilating its technology.
But suddenly the impossible was happening! Hard on the heels of the returning minivan came an armada of vehicles, many of them pickup-trucks bristling with firearms!
'Get the alien inside!' Sutter roared. 'And kill that bitch you brought with her! You should have done that back at the house in Anaheim, you idiots!'
The men in black opened the back door to the van and began dragging the woman and the young alien girl out, when one of them noticed something odd about the girl's jacket. Mystified, he reached to her throat and began pulling down the zipper-
-only to have his hands shredded by Boom-Boom Kitty, who had at the man in black like a miniature Fury with the heart of a lion.
'Uhgkk!' the man in black made an unintelligible noise as Arley groined him.
Momentarily spellbound by the fact that his prisoners were inexplicably free of their bonds, the other man in black gaped stupidly as a grey dervish sprang from his companion, straight into his face.
'Aa-a-a-argh! Sonofabi-!' he was silenced by Arley with a tire-iron that clanked as it bounced off his head.
Unnoticed in the confusion, Holcomb and Sutter grabbed the alien girl and dragged her inside the building.