Daemon sat quietly in the shadows with his two friends, Begoth and Freda, his hands began shaking as he tightened his grip around his plasma rifle, sweat trickled down his green scaley skin. Two of his four eyes searched the distant horizon for any signs of the enemy, brilliant flashes of light could be seen in the distance as more missiles came down from the heavens to destroy their cities. He moved over to his friend Begoth who had taken a hit in his belly from the alien invaders, his blue blood poured from the wound at an alarming rate. He stared up at him then closed his eyes, his pulse stopped and no breath could be seen coming from his lips. Freda began to cry, Daemon stretched out his arms around Freda to comfort her, but as he moved toward her, he heard an odd noise come from beyond the ruins. Daemon raised his hands to his mouths then in a motioning manner, told Freda to be quiet.

Laying low they both crept up to the broken wall and peered over to see what had come to their neck of the woods. A starfighter landed less then a hundred meters from their position, and two strangely dressed figures could be seen emerging from the ship. This was the first time a Goridian had ever seen the face of their invaders, up to this point in the war they had only just pounded their beautiful planet from orbit. Daemon slid up close to Freda and placed his hands over her mouths to keep her from giving away their position.

Then the two invaders did something frightening, Daemons eyes widened as he watched them remove their heads and tuck them under their arms. He continued to glare at them, Daemon could hear them having a conversation but he couldn't understand what they were saying.

"Hey Bob?"

"What?"

"Got a smoke their bud?"

"Yeah, here you go Doug," Bob handed his friend a cigarette.

"I really hate these missions?"said Doug.

"Why, we get great pay and you can kill anything that moves?" replied Bob. "Yeah your right, lets go, Earth force will have our hides if we don't eradicate everything on this planet?" said Doug.

The two aliens started back toward their ship, but then they disappeared, Daemon poked his head in all directions, frantically looking to see where they went, when he heard several shots ring out, Freda screamed and fell over. Daemon turned around and found himself looking down the barrel of an alien weapon.

"Lights out, bug boy!" The sounds of a plasma rifle being fired, echoed throughout the entire ruins, then the two aliens walked back to their ship and lifted off.