It wasn't after accepting the fact I'm an undead student, I decided to love learning with my monster abilities. Taking a crossbow in my hands, I grabbed a vampire stake and loaded the weapon. I was in training class with Traci and the principal, Mr. Shine. He looked at me and gave me a wry thumbs up.
Taking the crossbow, I fired my weapon at the heart of a dummy and caused it to explode into splinters. "What does the alien leader want to do with the middle grade students?" I asked, loading another vampire stake into the crossbow, cautiously. "I think we can handle him, if he promises not to experiment us all into monsters, permanently," I said, putting the crossbow. And grabbing a bottle of holy water out of the wooden chest in front of me. I put the holy water inside my leather jacket pocket, for safekeeping.
Traci nodded, looking misguided for unanswered questions. "Of course, the aliens want to take disadvantage of our supernatural power to know the secrets of eternal life. They are jealous and want to make us mortal and imprison us in Dead Space where we will be living corpses. To serve the leader of the alien family life from getting weakened till there's nothing left of them," Tracie sighed, looking through a spellbook for research.
The lights flickered and blinked in the classroom, but didn't go out. Suddenly, I knew it wasn't anything I could ever prepare myself for. Looking out the classroom window, I focused on staying out of the setting sunlight. My eyes didn't take off the flying saucer positioned above the school playground. Where students were seen shooting themselves up the opening of the mothership. I could hear them giggling and laughing, like they expected they were going on a free class field trip to deep space for fun. Lights flashed on the spaceship, and it took off three or four kids into outer space.
The leader wasn't going to drain our vampire existence to be worthless mortals, to worship the alien leader, Moon Meanie. To take over planet Earth, eventually. So aliens can evolve in harmony with humans. "We will pray daylight doesn't take out our undead kind from wiping out human existences from exploring alien afterlife," I said, loading vampire stakes into a black suitcase.
Mr. Shine also looked through spell books and couldn't concentrate on protecting us vampire kids from turning to dust. He tossed the book aside and acted out in frustration. "This is ridiculous, Monty and Traci! You should know alien life is just full of surprises. You never know what kind of alien might not be your friend. It's going to scare the parents into thinking Stone Heart was caused to to attract an alien heart of a life that doesn't accept human nature. If we want to surprise the aliens, by thinking we're on their side, we need to love and accept the alien afterlife. Some way...we can get them before they get us," Mr. Shine said, thinking hard about a plan of survival.
I remembered that none of the middle grade students never leave school, even after it's over. They slumber in their school lockers after lockdown. They like to regenerate their undead life so they can become quick hunters. I realized what we need to do. To give an experimental suggestion: "To stay out of dusting habits, we need to sleep in the school lockers. To give us an extra night vision before sunrise. So we can fight the ugly alien teacher monsters from forcing us to surrender to the Moon Meanie," I said.
Traci and Mr. Shine looked blank. They didn't know what to think. It seemed like an interesting order. But since they couldn't find a protecting spell, there will be nothing more than to do than call it an early night. The sun was going down on Wednesday evening in the fall. And I could tell they wanted nothing more to do than give in.
Stretching, Mr. Shine agreed to do such a thing. "I'm feeling beat, and don't think we'd be complete without the locker coffin submission opportunity calling us," he said, yawning. He opened the training room door and we walked out into the foggy classroom. Little students gathered in the hallway, carrying their books and backpacks as they scrambled in their lockers with a bang. Some of them comfortably hung upside down on hooks, with an exhausted gesture. While others simply jumped inside their black coffin lockers with much appreciation they were ready to settle in for the cool full moon night.
A little girl was fighting with her kid brother, who was arguing he was sleeping in his locker. Suddenly, Mr. Shine and another lovely teacher broke up their fight. I looked at Traci and realized we'd have luck finding a locker to sleep in for the night on our own. She nodded, and we walked in different directions.
Taking the boy unwillingly out of his coffin locker, Mr. Shine and the lady teacher explained his locker was next to his kid sister. Obeying without much attitude, the little annoying brother growled his fangs and rested in the opposite locker beside the one he thought was his.
I didn't know if I'd ever find the right coffin locker to rest that night. Then, a spotlight appeared down the end of the foggy, dark school hallway. Two kids, a boy and a girl appeared before me. Their school uniform was covered in blood. They hovered on glowing flying skateboards that lighted up in the dark. They were showing fangs and they seemed hungry for my blood or something I thought I had, they might want.
They snapped their fingers and pointed a spotlight on the coffin lockers beside them in the dark halls. They popped open, and blood started gushing out of it. Vampire kids slept upside down on hooks inside of them. Their eyes flashed open, and they screeched into the night. Snatching me up in the flight of middle grade monsters, I knew I would not be celebrating what the alien afterlife would expect it to be...
Out a shattered window at the end of the school hallway. As the vampire students took me to the mothership on top of the school building. And a beam of light took us up to the alien spacecraft. Where I knew I wasn't going to understand the meaning of our middle school where monsters wanted to control us ever returning to normal again.