3 Reflections

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All original characters belong to Henson.

Author’s Notes: Okay so there I was watching Left Behind 2 and Finding Nemo and I just started writing. Who knew!!!! These are just 3 inner reflections from the UTs.....

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The Perfect Soldier


You are divided. They tell you love is a sickness...to feel is weak. But how wrong they are. Don't they realize that by loving and being loved...you would become
what they seek to create...strive to obtain, an indestructible force.

Can't they see that if someone you hold dear is hurt...or endangered that you would be more likely to kill without compunction. Don't they understand that if your world...your way of life is threatened, your metamorphosis into the virulent automaton  they desire would be seamless?

No, they don't! And so you don your armor...the only armor you need. At least in your mind...the mind they have cultivated. The red and black of your world...the only world you know. The only world left to you.

Instead of accelerating, your heart slows as you prepare to invade yet another world. It's inhabitants unworthy of your clemency...after all you were not bred for compassion. You were bred for dominance. You carry out your orders with eloquent contempt for lessor species. What can they possibly offer you? You require nothing!

You have everything you could ever want...or at least that is what you have been told. You are a soldier, the best that centuries of breeding have to offer. You were groomed for perfection, superiority, death and war! You need nothing...you need no one. Your world is complete.

You are Peacekeeper and you have everything.

Except love.

Ephitania


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Laws of Existence

Well here you are in the middle of God only knows where. You wanted adventure...a little excitement. Become a flyboy...meet chicks...make dad proud. Eventually you'd meet the perfect girl...blonde...you dig blondes. You'd get married, settled down and have a rugrat...or two. Life would be good!

Huh! That was then, this is now and the game has changed. Oh you still have all the excitement you could ever want. Nothing like running for your life and fighting to keep control of your mind. They...these...aliens want what's in your brain. How wild is that? The domicile? Well it's cool...as cool as flying whales go! You've befriended a group that resembles a combination of The Bahamen and The Muppets take on Star Wars. There is even a babe...not blonde...raven and she's absolutely breathtaking. Not to mention she kicks your ass as often as she blinks.

You try to enlighten them all in the ways of understanding and reasoning and for the first year it all seemed to make sense to you...at least from your point of view. But that all changed! You now realize that actions, situations, ideas and ideologies are not so black and white, but shades of gray. You may have taught them about compassion but you've learned just as much about survival.

You're tired now...angry. You now recognize a feeling you never thought you would. Hate! They have hounded you, chased you and tortured you and those you have come to love, but not even that could make you the accomplished killer you are now. The final straw is upon you and as you carry your beloved burden to a quiet place, your mind organizes the chaos that is your emotions and thoughts.

Your burden...the one thing that you care most for is lying unmoving in your arms, having been tortured by the very same aliens that even now chase you for your knowledge. They almost destroyed the one thing that mattered. And as you deposit your beloved's still body upon the haven that is her bed, the sickly sweet smell of her blood mingling with the sweat dripping from your brow, you realize they will never give up. None of them...even the monster that resides inside your mind refuses to relinquish its hold and continues to tug at your inner demon.

They all desire the same thing and after what they've done to your love. You will give them what they want! Gone is the bright-eyed, optimist and in its place a man who knows no bounds! You now have three things...just three things on your mind.

Katratzi
Planetary destruction
Revenge

You are what they have made you...a killer! It is now kill or be killed!

Ephitania


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A Moment in Time

My lover sleeps in my arms. His brow is smooth, his body relaxed. I know the nightmares that haunt him. I know the terror that shadows his mind. Tomorrow we will continue our plight for safety...our fight for survival. But just for this silent moment in time, he's allowed peace.

My lover sleeps in my arms. She rests peacefully, her features perfect in repose. Never would I have believed love could be possible millions of light years away from all that I recognized. Her life has been a chaotic one since meeting me. Her thoughts full of fear...the fear of loneliness and anger. But just for this silent moment in time, she's allowed tranquility.

The lovers sleep in each other's arms. I watch over them with the help of my Pilot. Though I never speak, I can communicate. I make the calming noises that will ease their tension. They're worries now extend to the safety of their unborn child. Tomorrow will come and with it numerous perils. But just for this silent moment in time, they are allowed solace.