Jameson sat in the passenger seat of his fathers van with tears streaming down his face, "Don't tell mom." He said again.

His father clasped his arm, "You can't keep this inside, you just watched everyone die, how can I keep that from her." Jameson gripped his arm, "Just don't." He repeated, clenched his teeth and looked away. His father looked at him for a moment before turning to drive. They didn't speak for most of the drive back towards Jameson's hometown. His father reached over and placed a hand on his knee. "How did it happen?" He asked. Jameson looked at him and sighed, "I don't know, We met up and went to that new restaurant and then went to see a movie, before going to my friends house to hang out. Then... Then it just happened." His father sighed, "What do you mean it just happened." Jameson slammed his fists on the dashboard, "I don't know." He screamed and cried before putting his head in his hands and crying more. His father sighed and placed a hand on the back of his head, "Shh." He said, "We can talk about it later." Jameson sniffled and looked at him and then out the window, "Thank you." He said softly. His father squeezed his head, "Anytime, that's what dads are for." Jameson wiped his eyes and sighed as his father drove the rest of the way in silence. The drive wasn't a long one, and Jameson felt a knot build in his stomach as his father pulled up to his house. He looked at it and took a deep breath before he opened the door and stepped out, closing it quietly. His father stepped out of the van and walked around to him, "You think you can go get your mom, or should I do it?" Jameson shook his head, "I'll go get her, nothing is wrong with her yet." His father nodded and stepped back, "I'll go get a bag ready for her." Jameson nodded and walked towards his house. As he walked his stomach tightened and his heart slapped against his chest. He stepped inside and was hit by the smell of blood. He covered his nose and stepped into the kitchen. His mother was face down on the floor, with her arms and legs torn from her body. Pools of blood covered the floor around her. Jameson screamed again as he fell to the floor, tears streaming down his face as he wailed in sadness. An hour later Jameson sat in the back of the van, still crying. His father had sedated him with some pills and had placed him in the back before driving away from the house. Jameson watched as the walls passed, well as much as he could through the tears. The van eventually stopped and Jameson tried to look around groggily. He saw a small building with a sign in front of it that read "United States Airforce Base." in big bold letters. Jameson sighed and placed his head back against the seat, "Wha?" He mumbled. His father stepped out and walked to the back of the van, opening it before pulling him out. "Shh." He said before picking Jameson up and placing him over his shoulder. Jameson watched the ground as his father carried him into the base. He saw some soldiers with concerns on their faces as his father walked past. "What's going on?" One of them asked. His father placed a hand on his back, "Family emergency, don't worry about it." He said gruffly. Jameson watched the ground as his father carried him into the base. He eventually saw a long corridor with elevators at the end. His father stepped inside the elevator and turned a key before pressing three. The display above the buttons counted from one to three. His father hugged him as the doors opened, "I know you're in pain, but you need to wake up for just a minute, and focus." He said. Jameson sniffled and wiped his eyes. He slowly stood up and looked around. He was in a long hallway with lots of doors on each side. His father placed a hand on his shoulder before pointing to one of the doors, "There's someone I want you to meet, don't worry about your state, she's understanding." He said as the door opened. Jameson stepped into the room, and as his eyes adjusted from the light in the hallway he saw a woman standing in front of a desk. She looked at him before looking at his father, "You brought him, I didn't think you would." She said, before looking back at Jameson, "What's wrong with him." His father shrugged, "Lost everyone, and he won't tell me what happened." The woman placed a hand on her lips, as Jameson stepped forward, "Y...You speak for me now?" He said. His father looked at him, "I'm sorry, She is my boss, and she's the one who can keep you safe." Jameson shook his head, "I'm not afraid." The woman stepped forward, "You should be." She said, "You're in danger Jameson, and we are the only ones who can protect you." She said, "My name is Brigadier General Olivia Darkshadow, I'm in charge of a secret task force." Jameson blinked, "Task force?" Olivia nodded, "Yes, it's called the C.T.F. And it helps protect the country from anything the public doesn't know about." Jameson knew about UFO's and aliens, people had found remains of them for a long time. "Aliens?" He asked. Olivia nodded, "Yes, our forces have captured an alien, and it wants to speak to you, We think it might be able to help you." Jameson raised an eyebrow, "How?" The general opened the door behind her, "I won't spoil it, but let's just say, they have powers beyond our understanding." Jameson's eyes widened as he stepped forward, "Powers?" She nodded, "Yes, And this particular one, claims it can bring your friends back." Jameson's eyes widened as tears streamed down his face, "Really?" She nodded, "Yes, But there is a catch." She said, "It wants something from you in return." Jameson nodded, "Anything, I'll give it to them." The general sighed, "Let's hear it out first before you commit." She said. Jameson nodded, "Okay." He said before wiping his eyes. They sat at the desk as Olivia placed her hands together, "This is the situation. The being you are about to meet is an alien, who looks like a person with a floating head that looks like a skull. And it claims to have a magical power that allows it to bring people back to life. It wants to bring your friends back in exchange for you doing something for it." Jameson stuttered, "W...What?" The general sighed, "It is looking for something, a species of alien it calls 'The Devourer' It's the same as the being who attacked your friends and killed the people at the mall." Jameson opened his mouth, "M...Mall?" The general nodded, "Yes, A mall about 300 miles away from yours was attacked at the same time as yours. Because of that, we think that your friends were the target of the attack." A chill ran down Jameson's spine as a man stepped out of the doorway behind the desk. "Okay, Here he is." A man behind the general said. Jameson stepped back as a being stepped forward, it was short and had a human body with long teeth, Its head was floating in front of its neck. "This is Nog'Garoth, He is who will be bringing your friends back." The man said. Nog stepped forward, "I am Nog'Garoth, I am here to help you." Jameson trembled as Nog stepped closer to him. "I am well aware of what happened to your friends, and I am sorry. Like you, I want the "Devourer". It's a menace, and killed many of my people well before it came to your planet." Nog said, "But it's powerful, and you are but a child." Jameson trembled as Nog stepped forward, "Don't worry, I will be training you, well me and another person." Jameson looked at the general who placed a hand on his shoulder, "You will train with another person, and when you are ready, we will send you after this creature." Jameson gulped as Nog placed a tiny hand on his shoulder, "Don't worry, You will be well equipped for the task." Jameson looked at Nog, who looked back with black eyes. "I will kill it." Jameson said. Nog nodded before pulling his hand back, "Yes, We will." He said.

Jameson sat in the passenger seat of his fathers van with tears streaming down his face, "Don't tell mom." He said again.

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