Izzy & Eliza...an alien tale
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Truth be told, Izzian was ready to admit that he was from another planet. He just hoped that Paksha knew him well enough to trust him one last time.
"Here goes," Izzian said. Paksha waited, phone at the ready. No one doubted for a second that Paksha would dial the authorities if he sensed danger.
"Eliza," he started, "remember just before Thil ran from the woods, I was opening up to you? I was about to tell you something really important?"
Eliza's face remained passive.
"Just get to the point, man. Don't look to Eliza. This is all on you," Paksha threatened.
He lifted up the phone to warn Izzian to start talking.
"Right," said Izzian. "But before I confess all of my sins, I just want to say that I am not a killer. My people and I have absolutely no intention of harming any human-ever. We live by a code; it's called the CCU Order. It means Compassionate Citizen of the Universe. Thil and I have been raised to be a CCU since we were born. We cannot behave against the CCU Order."
Thilillian nodded in agreement. Paksha and Eliza seemed unimpressed and waited for the confession they expected and deserved.
He continued, "I am not human. I am a being from a planet called Klesia Moon Prime. I was sent to earth on a homework assignment called the Goodwill Project-"
Eliza interrupted, "You mean you're an alien."
"Well, actually to me and Thil, you and Paksha are the aliens. We are from another planet, but to us, you guys are the…weirder of the two species," Izzian said.
He wasn't sure if he was going about his confession in the right manner, but he had to speak from his heart, or they would never believe him.
"My homework assignment, the Goodwill Project, required that I study another person on another planet. Enot and Gala are not my real parents; they are referred to as pretend parents. My pretend parents and I had to live on said planet for a year and blend in as normal citizens. All Goodwill Projects have a person to focus on. That would be you, Eliza," Izzian paused, waiting for Eliza to express either joy or anger that she had been singled out by a species of aliens.
She stared menacingly at Izzian, but remained silent.
"Before I left for earth, I had an injection which changed my appearance to human. That explains why I turn green on the occasion. I am green. You have to understand, I am not here to hurt you.
"Earth does not believe that life exists on other planets. That's why it's so difficult to live on earth for a year and keep such a secret. It's easier on other planets, because even if we are discovered, it's no big deal. Because other planets know there is life all over the universes. Do you understand?"
"Earthlings are clueless," interrupted Thilillian.
Izzian cringed at Thil's terminology. He didn't particularly want to offend the man with his finger near the dial button.
"So, there you have it. I wish I could prove to you that I'm harmless, but I can't," Izzian said. He felt better, having finally told the truth.
"As for the creature in the woods that you mentioned earlier, I am just as clueless as you. I saw and heard strange things in those trees tonight, but I don't know what caused it. For all I know, it's an indigenous creature. I'm not from here, remember? I have no idea what you have running around your forest, but it did not come from me," Izzian said with decisiveness.
Looking around the group, he grew tired of the glaring looks of suspicion. He had been nothing but friends to these people and they were suddenly ready to turn him in to the authorities.
One would have thought Izzian had been caught murdering a puppy or something. He was only an alien, not some mass puppy murderer. Of all the things he imagined might happen while on the planet, being thrown in jail, or taken to a lab and dissected never turned up his "List of Things to Try While on Earth."
He felt the stirrings of an outburst coming on. He recognized the old, familiar tug of immature Izzian threating to reveal himself. If these earthlings wanted to see what a crazy alien looked like, he'd be more than happy to give an example.
He felt his skin pores prickle and his pulse quicken. Once he unleashed his beast, it would be too late; and then Paksha would call the cops for sure.
Paksha and Eliza remained quiet, staring him down. He couldn't take the interrogation and the explanations for another second. The situation seemed hopeless and anger turned his vision to red, his skin to green. Izzian would defend himself, alright. He was ready to burst.
Izzian was less than a second away from exploding when a funny thing happened. Eliza spoke.
"I believe you," she said, without a hint of doubt.
"How can you doubt me after all this time? How can you think I want to hurt you?" Izzian yelled.
He paused and looked around the group, and said, "Wait. Did you just say you believed me, Eliza?"
"I believe you. You are telling the truth, most of it. But you're still full of crap," Eliza said.
Paksha nodded his head in contemplation. "I also believe your story. That clears your name, Izzian Klowosky. But not hers," Paksha pointed directly at Thilillian Yangsley. "Why is this alien on earth?"
Izzian opened his mouth to answer, to save Thil, but he realized he had no idea. He wondered himself how an alien supposedly staying on Footfall Freighter for a year had magically appeared on earth already in human form. Thilillian would need to be her own rescuer. He couldn't answer that one. She'd have to save herself.
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