When I ended the Java Monsters Sci-Fi story our warriors, Guardian Angel G-Dog, Arts The Gatekeeper @dandays, and our Aquaman Captain @scubahead had decided to leave for home and search for the ones they had left behind. To step back from the alien war that had all but destroyed our world. These battered and torn four had discovered the creatures weaknesses. Had delivered that info to an underground hidden military base in the North Carolina mountains (usa) near the Virginia line.
This is the story of a truckers return home only to find his girl held captive by the Java Monsters. Where He must make an impossible choice.
Here is a link to the start of The Java Monster Story if you wish to start from the beginning.
A Java Monster Morning
It was nearly daybreak when The old iron horse He was riding turned the final corner towards home. But something did not feel right. There was a bright beam of blue light in the sky where his home would be. A light that our @krazzytrukker knew from before when he had witnessed a fellow runner, a warrior like himself captured and horribly liquified. Almost by instinct he quickly hit the kill switch and coasted the motorcycle silently the last half mile turning off into a wooded area a few hundred yards from the Pookyville Cat Ranch where many rescued animals had once called home. Also his home. He wondered what their fates had been. Could they still be alive, hiding and struggling to survive like so many others.
Java Monsters
There were definitely Javas nearby as the pungent odor of coffee was suffocating. They had been liquifying humans into a dark black liquid goo that was very much like a thick black coffee brew that only a hardcore javonian drinker like our warrior @scubahead could handle. As our warrior lay hidden in the thick underbrush, his thoughts wandered back to the others. Hoping that upon their return home they did not find loved ones captured or worse liquified. Some humans were kept alive as workers, servants, and tortured for information. Then what happened next gave him hope. Our warrior runner truckers girl @pooky-jax was still alive. Bound and chained but alive. As the doors opened to a Java Monster alien craft. He could see several survivors. One of them being his girl. The aliens began dragging the captives out to what looked like a liquification area. Several large tanks stood nearby. Those liquification storage tanks had alien symbols on them. Those symbols looked eerily similar to the "Starbucks" brand logo.
Capture or Surrender
Krazzy knew it was now or never. Time to fight for their lives. All of them. It was certain death as there were several monsters there. And many more nearby he was sure of it. So he let himself get captured. As the confused but arrogant aliens celebrated. Dancing and clucking in celebration on how easily they had caught another human to add to their brew. They never even checked him for weapons or searched the backpack he was wearing. A back pack with enough explosives to level a quarter square mile. It was stocked full of non-dairy creamer powder and sugar. Both of these are toxic to these pure black brew creatures.
KrazzyTrukker quickly gave instructions to the remaining survivors to coat themselves in the powder and follow his lead. Suddenly a spy, a weak minded self centered lemming shouted for the Javas to come quickly. Thinking he could save himself by ratting the others out. To sacrifice them all to save himself. But this quickly backfired on him. The Java Monsters thought it was a trap. They gave a piece of paper with written instructions on it to the one they had forced to be the worker and servant. @pooky-jax. It had three words written on it.
Kill Them Both
Kelly (pooky-jax's) finger trembled on the trigger. She pointed the Bersa Thunder pistol at the man she loved dearly's head. She fought back tears and rage. Just then she heard the love of her life's voice whisper...
Thanks to Galen for the #weekend-engagement community and the inspiration to write and share thoughts here on the Hive.
And thanks for "Coming Home" with the Java Slayer himself.
Keep on KrazzyTrukkin'
