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The sound of a face slamming into a locker is not a pleasant one and it was no different at Lakeside High before first period on Monday morning. It was October 13, 2056 in Huntsville. Elliot Tyler was dealing with his everyday problems and today would be just another ordinary day, except for today was Elliot's 16 birthday. Not that it mattered much in school anyway. If it was known, Keith Anthony would probably give him an even bigger beating than usual. The only thing that kept Elliot in a decent mood was the thought of his birthday present he received this morning. A brand new Wii3. It was all he had wanted since the day he had heard about it.

When the bell rang, Elliot was the first out the doors. Sprinting all the way home he took the stairs two by two and bashed in his door with a crash. The Wii3 was lain upon his desk, perfectly packaged and sealed. He ripped off the packaging and assembled the game within seconds. He plugged in the cords and began gaming. He had the new Halo 12 and was surprised to find out how good he quickly became. While playing his Wiii3 he noticed the other players voices sounded less than ordinary. They seemed to be talking in a different language, but some how he knew what they were saying. It sounded like they were making fun of him, they kept laughing and saying his name. He tried to communicate with them but they still snickered more. At this point he began to get very frustrated and turned off his gaming system. The next morning he woke up and went to school, while in his first period class he heard voices of people that sounded like the people in the game. His class mates then began to making fun of him for some unknown reason. He realized he was still wearing his head phones from the game. Embarrassed Elliot ran out of the classroom. He ran all the way home and played his game again, this time the players seemed to want to talk to him which cheered him up, he talked to them asking them where they lived and they responded with odd answers, but grateful to have friends Elliot didn't care where they lived or who they were. When Elliot played the game it was like he was in a whole nother world. He was whoever he wanted to be whenever he wanted. His skills on the game were quite impressive in the Wii3 universe and he moved quickly into stardom. Winning games became his passion and his entire life revolved around that small little game console.

With a new attitude and new friends Elliot began to play his game 24/7. He never wanted to go back to school and have to deal with the mean kids. Usually playing his games with his new video game friend Jimmy, Elliot almost never left his room. Jimmy was like an invisible best friend. Though, never meeting face to face the pair formed a bond as strong as any friends. They shared similar hobbies other than Wii3. Both attempted baseball for their high school and failed miserably. Both had similar problems like girls and bully's. It seemed almost as if they were the same person.

When he finally ended the game and told his friend he'd talk to him later he went to his kitchen where he found his parents crying in front of the t.v. They were watching the news, a man was speaking of an alien invasion. They said the government had wired a new video game and found that there were men from another planet pretending to be other kid players to get inside information on our planet. Elliot was stunned. He realized that Jimmy must have been one of them. Upset and disappointed he ran to his room and turned on his Wii3 and connected to Jimmy. he was screaming and yelling at him, he was so mad because he thought he had finally had a friend, but it was all just a set-up. Jimmy tried to explain himself, that he had been forced to deceive Elliot. Elliot did not want to listen to Jimmy any longer, he was so frustrated he flung off his mic and ripped out the power cord.

Elliot went straight to the police to tell them everything that had happened. Everyone ran to there homes and turned on there televisions where they had seen an alert across the screen in big letters that said, "PREPARE FOR INVASION".

Elliot stumbled out onto the street with horror. He stared up at thousands of tiny distant lights. It was like the stars were falling right out of the sky as he sped home. Elliot gasped for breath as he threw open the door. His parents were huddled to the window, cowering to their own doom. "Mom, Dad!" he cried. "Get to the basement, stay hidden". Elliot helped his parents to the basement and over to an old small couch. "Stay here and stay quiet, there must be something i can do." he said to his parents feeling as if he was at fault for everything that was happening. He darted back up the stairs only catching a few words from his worried parents. Closing the door behind him he crept to the window to get a glimpse of the unknown. Still thousands of feet up they lowered steadily to the ground.He looked at his neighborhood. The streets that were once filled with kids playing and dogs barking was now a ghost town. The winds constant blow ceased and for an instant silence, followed by a deafening blast. A shock wave of energy ripped shingles of houses and sent Elliot rolling over backward. He looked at the window only to be blinded by a flash of red. Slowly the light faded revealing an odd vehicle. Elliot crept out of the front door trying to get a better look at this massive flying rocket.

As he settled behind some shrubbery, he was able to make out some thing about the alien rocket. It was the size of a building, all white, with windows in the front. Elliot wondered to himself how the aliens managed to make such an object fly. Instead of round, the machine was long and rounded. Words were written on the side, an unknown language he couldn't make out, "N.A.S.A" United States". A door on the side began to open slowly with a hissing sound. From inside the dark ship emerged two white beasts. The aliens were even more hideous than he had imagined. They walked on two legs down the ramp and settled to the ground observing their surroundings. Elliot was temped to scream as he studied them more slowly. They only had two eyes where the normal four were supposed to be. Their skin was an ugly tan color instead of green. Instead of ears on top of their heads, they had small ones, that seemed to press against wavy locks and curls. They wore shiny material over their bodies, as if to conceal themselves, and instead of three fingers on their hands they had five. Elliot was fascinated by these mysterious creatures. He wondered why they were here and if they came in peace. He was debating on approaching the invaders when he took a false step and broke a few branches.

One of the aliens spotted Elliot and revealed a gun. Elliot spun and fled in the direction of his house. Running as fast as his legs would take him he cleared the ditch in his front yard. He was so stunned by these creatures he couldn't think straight. The only thought in his mind was getting back in his house as quickly as possible. Suddenly a sharp pain hit his back and he fell crumbled and limp onto his front walkway. The two aliens approached the lifeless body. "His head will look real nice above the mantle, huh honey?" said the male alien to his wife. "We should come here more often, Pluto is way better then the other planets!" She replied.