The Four Survivors – Diane, Al, JiJi, and Hugh (Part 1)

“Mother, can I have a sausage and egg sandwich for breakfast?” Alfred asked, politely. “Sure, sweetie!” Mother replied back. While Alfred was day-dreaming about future technologies, his mother, Jianna, was cooking up sausages and scrambled eggs. Alfred’s dad, Hughes, came down the stairs. “Ooh, what are we cooking here!” He exclaimed. Jianna had a disgusted face. She didn’t like Hughes much, but she got over it.
	“Ahh, good ol’ sausage and egg.” Mother said, arrogantly. Alfred ate the sausage and egg sandwich. “Mmm, munch-y-goo-goo” Al said. He was only 7 years old at the time, but he grew very fast. “So what do I get, JiJi?” Hughes asked, despicably. “You can cook your own food, Hughes” Jianna said. They ate their brunch peacefully while Hughes was cooking his own food, astounded. “I’m done, Mama!” Alfred said. Jianna looked at Alfred oddly while he was walking up the stairs, because she saw a weird eye on the back of his bald head.
	Jianna saw the school bus stop at our house. “Oh, my handsome son…” Jianna whispered to herself. But then, her emotion changed completely. She now saw the same weird eye on the forehead, while it was also on the back of his head. The kids on the bus looked at him bewilderedly while the school bus drove off. “Alfred, how was school today?” Al’s mom asked. With no clear expression, Alfred said, “Oh, just a regular day, I guess.” Jianna was worried. In a few minutes, she went upstairs to Alfred’s room. Alfred sat on his bed, plainly. “Sweetie, I’m worried about you,” Jianna said. Alfred said nothing. “Is there anything peculiar that happened at school, or perhaps in the morning today?” Alfred said, “You want me to be honest?” Jianna said, “Mmhm”.
	Alfred was sitting in his reading chair. Jianna came in and told Alfred it was 9 o’clock. He brushed his teeth and went to the restroom. He crawled in his bunk-bed. “Alfred, I want you to remember this: I will always have hope in you, wherever you are, whatever you do, whenever you do it.” Al’s mom tucked him in. Alfred was asleep in the blink of an eye.
	That night, something woke Alfred up. He opened his eyes and saw a strange being at the end of his bed. Alfred sat up, still as a rock angel. “Please don’t hurt me,” Alfred said. The being slowly walked towards him. “Please don’t hurt me!” Alfred saw a green mist in front of him. Before he knew it, he felt himself in a different bed, out of the ordinary; no person on Earth would lay on. The purple mist disappeared. So did the aliens. But, the thing that shocked him was that he was in a futuristic craft. He looked down from his bed. He almost jumped at the sight of being right above his home planet. He tried to calm himself. A different being walked in. He was wearing a long cape with a shiny, purple outfit. “Akdolfe, brezt furmina aodsen bimzt”, the being said. In a split second, Alfred translated it. “Alfred, don’t worry, you’re safe now”.
	Later that morning, the being that told him that saying brought him some strange food he never saw before. He guessed at what it was; smashed blueberries with pumpkin pieces, a drink that looked like blue blood, and green foggy stuff, trapped in a transparent container. “Akdolfe, ted itz mevrtes”. Alfred translated, “Alfred, this is your breakfast”. Alfred looked confused, but he accepted what he got. The moment he tried the “smashed blueberries with pumpkin pieces”, he immediately felt power, and he heard something say in his head, “Trevtchriver”. He got it. What he ate was Treytchriver. He then tried the “blue blood drink”. Again, it said, “Dverisz”. He tried the “green foggy stuff”. Again, it said, “Grefvtefogs”.
	Later that day, he was walked in a room by a different being, one that he didn’t see before. “Alfred, your family is going to greet you here.” Alfred had a thought. He would be greeted by an alien family. Fortunately, when he saw his real family walk in the door behind him, that thought vanished. “Mother, father, sister!” Alfred said with joy. They all hugged each other. They all shared the same thought. Why the heck were they where they were? Then, the being that spoke English came in. “Earthlings, your planet has been devastated. Your human race has polluted, infected, and ruined Earth. We had hope in you, but that just turned into nothing”. At that moment, Alfred immediately realized, could these beings be the aliens at supposedly came to Earth in the past? “We’re sorry, Earthlings. We’ll have to evaporate your planet”. At that moment, they saw the Earth turn into a vast darkness of nothing.
	Earth was gone, home was gone, their dog was gone, their family, their friends, everything, was gone. The family lay in the room, crying out loud, “CURSE YOU MAD ALIENS!” But Alfred saw the future, they would be in a better state, humankind, on a different planet. Refurbished, everything, just for them. They would have to be strong. “JiJi, Hugh, Diane, I think I know why they did this”. Alfred said. “Because they hate us, that’s why,” Jianna said, frantically. “No, I think they want humankind to be “re-created.” Alfred said. They all stared at him. “Whatever, I’ll just see what happens.” Jianna said, depressed. Alfred knew that they would understand. A whole new world, for the human race.
	“Wow, that’s a cool planet!” Diane, Al’s sister, said. “Sure is!” JiJi and Hughes laughed together. The whole family knew at once that they would start fresh. Be happy, new, enjoy life, clean, fresh, away from a dirty home. A new home, Alfred thought. A being said over an intercom, “Fjamiljie, dat ketda ariyve ie.” Alfred said, “Family, you will arrive shortly”. They waited. Finally, they landed on the new planet. They all walked out. “Oh my gosh.” They said together. They all smiled. They nodded at the aliens. They unloaded some fresh food, just for starting out. Then they flew off to a nearby artificial planet, connected to their new home planet. “Well, for one thing, me and Diane will have to have children!” Alfred laughed. They all laughed, smiled. For once, they could start new and fresh.

The Four Survivors – (Diane, Al, JiJi, and Hugh (Part 2)

There they were, re-creating civilization on the planet, “Zhunaer” of the Gremtp Colony System of the Motad Empire. “Hey JiJi,” Alfred called her. “Yes, darling?” Alfred’s mom replied. “What are we having for dinner?” JiJi replied back, “We’re having this little thing I found,” She grabbed a dead life form, one that neither of us have seen before. “I checked in with the Motad people, and they said it was called, “Yte”. Alfred replied back, “Can’t wait to try it!”.
	“What a beautiful sight,” said Diane, Al’s sister. “I totally agree!” Hughes said. They all were smiling as they watched the moon, which was called, “Zhesamon”, quietly sweep its way across the sky as they were eating their supper. It was only about 20,000 miles from its neighboring planet. They were also looking at the nearby planet, “Gibahif”, which was the planet the original Motad people were living on. It was covered with industrial cities, efficient transportation, and most of all, its beautiful nature surrounding all the cities. While they were living in the present, they weren’t exactly prepared for the tomorrow that was to come.
	Alfred woke to a sudden jump in heartbeat. “Gib, saorka Akdolfe.” The alien that sat next to him said. “Defak dasjfef!” Alfred exclaimed. He was surprised at what he said, “I’m tired!” The alien calmed him down. “Alfred, you might want to see what has happened outside!” Alfred replied, “Fine.” He had a slight feeling of curiosity. The second he was out of his “tent”, or “keopf”, he was astonished at what he saw. There were paper slips in a basket that a friendly Motad was holding. The slips had ideas and plans, and some even had maps of where to get the resources they were to get in order to re-build civilization on Zhunaer. “Wow.” Alfred said. The Motads smiled. Alfred looked back and saw the rest of the family coming out, they’re jaws opened wide. Astonished. “Holy mother of go-“ JiJi was interrupted by a bang on the ground. “Oops!” JiJi laughed. They looked at what had made the bang. A giant sack full of metals, ones that weren’t found on Earth, and they were stronger metals. The Motad alien handed the slip-full basket to Alfred. “Whiksaz, Akdolfe. Whiksaz.” The alien said. “Be wise, Alfred. Be wise.” Alfred translated.
	Alfred and Hugh were walking down a trail nearby, which was on the “Gomedltedmetale” map. They were hunting for that metal to build Motad bricks. Meanwhile, Diane and JiJi, who were both beautiful women, were coming up with a road plan. “The town hall should go right here,” suggested Diane. “Yeah, I think I agree,” replied Jianna.
	Alfred and Hugh finally got to the mine. “Wow, that metal sure is shiny!” said Hugh. “Yup,” Al replied. They quickly glanced at each other and started digging right away. Pretty soon, they were sweating. “Al, you think this is good enough?” Hugh asked. “Yeah, I’m pretty sure that’ll make about 10 bricks,” Al responded. They continued to mine 20 inch blobs of Gomedltedmetale.
	“No, the road turns this way, it makes more sense,” Diane said. “No, it goes straight,” JiJi argued with her. “No, it turns left, not straight. It only makes sense.” “No it does not, Diane.” They both argued over a single piece of Oorte Street. “Diane, JiJi, whatcha up to?” asked Alfred. “Don’t bother them, son,” said Hugh. “They’re making a road plan for the future.” They stared at each other. “So guys, you found any “Gomedltedmetale” yet?” Diane asked. “Sure have, Diane!” Alfred exclaimed. He immediately got out his pouch of giant metal pieces. “Wow, Alfred. You sure have dug up a lot,” said JiJi.
	“Diane, Al, JiJi, is this a good “Siteaeghaeus”?” Hughes asked. “Yeah, that looks beautiful!” Alfred and Diane said together. They were building they’re home village. “Al, can you go fetch us some dinner?” JiJi asked politely. “Where?” said Alfred. “Over there by that stream,” JiJi replied. Alfred ran over to the stream. Soon, he found a creature swimming in the water. “Gotcha!” he said as he jerked the creature out of the water. “Heheh,” he whispered. He ran back. “Got it, JiJi,” Alfred informed Jianna. “Good job, Alfred!” JiJi immediately responded back.
	“Wow, this has been a great day!” Diane said. “Hey guys, what should our village be called?” Hughes asked. Alfred quickly said, “Frosty Town, or in translation, ‘Gerfoeaberh’.” Diane responded, “Well, I guess.” Just before Alfred look at his watch, he realized that there was a craft right above them. “Erm, family?” Alfred said, weirdly. “Yes, son?” Hughes asked. “There’s a craft right above us, what do you think the Motad want?” Alfred responded. They all looked at the craft. “I’m not sure, Alfred,” JiJi said, confused. “Well let’s just sit here and find out,” Diane said.

The Four Survivors – (Diane, Al, JiJi, and Hugh (Part 3)

	Alfred was reading the letter the Motad People gave them. It was a warning. ‘Akdolfe, yter se do fjamiljie! (Alfred, protect your family!)’ it titled. “What could they possibly mean?” JiJi asked. “I have no idea, but I’m thinking war…” Alfred replied, staring at the sky.
	They saw a Motad pod land 25 yards from them. The being walked out of his tiny pod-like ship. “Akdolfe! Fjamiljie!” The being said. The whole family stared at him. “Keore, sede Maied iart?” Alfred asked them. “Kopffen haiemer aedsoer meb…” The being said. It indeed was war, Alfred warned the family. “Fjamiljie, I eaetr yei adedtols fuuraa war!” The being told them. He was going to bring them weapons.
	“LAWWWDOMAIIGHTYYY,” Diane exclaimed as she felt the power within this so-called, “Graieftrr”. “That is pretty amazing…” Hughes agreed. The whole family agreed! “Let’s see this other Motad tool,” JiJi suggested. “GREAT HEAVENS!” Diane and Alfred exclaimed together. It was just as good as the other, tiny bit better though. “I’m thinking we might survive this!” Alfred said. “Of course we are, son!” Hughes said confidently.
	So there they were, in training for this war. It was the year 2081. “So how is it?” An English trainer asked. “Great! I think we can survive this, right children?” Hughes asked. “Sure can!” They both said, but it was not exactly true. “Great!” The being said. “Uhm, could you explain some more stuff about this war?” JiJi asked the English trainer. “Sure! Firstly, the race were fighting is called the YePoralscht race. It has a slightly less population then us, The Motad, but we’ll be able to take them. “And when are we going to fight them?” JiJi furtherly asked. “Urmmmm…” The English trainer hesitated. “In a few hours…” He completed his sentence.
	“TREEEEEEEEEEEEEP, FIER!” The Commander commanded. “TREEEEP, FIER!” He commanded again. “TREEEEEEEEEEEP, FIER!” The family was pretty amazed at what the commander looked like. Big head, small body, large feet, small hands, gigantic eyes. “So family, how does it look?” They were hesitated. “Sure, we’ll be able to take em’!” Alfred said, very confidently. He did not know what was coming.
	“So, you’ll be taking the ‘Ghustr’ position. This is a very important position. If you guys fail, the whole population of the Motad will likely explode.” He gave the family a piece of directions. “Well, I hope this works,” Diane said. The whole family did not want to let the Motad down, so they respectedly tried as hard as they could.
	“Quick, load up the fetter!” Hughes commanded Alfred and Diane. “I’ve got the ulteer!” JiJi said. Alfred shot a million tiny, fiery, pellets at the YePoralscht ship. “Load up again!” Hughes commanded. They repeated their actions. The kept repeating their actions until finally, FINALLY, the ship blew down. “Indeed we did win this war!” Alfred exclaimed. Not so, because just as they looked to where JiJi was standing, she wasn’t there.
	“JIJI! TALK TO ME!” Diane exclaimed. “TALK TO ME!” She attempted to perform CPR. It was failing. “Quick, call the Motad!” Alfred asked Hughes. Hughes dialed in the number. “Hello? Yes, Motad. We need help…No, not with the cannon. JiJi has died!”
	JiJi was lifted onto an airship that had letters clearly written on its wing, ABR. It standed for, ‘Airship Breift Resurrection’. “We’ll try our hardest…” The Motad alien promised the family, plus JiJi. The family went back to their planet. “ I hope they can save her…” Hughes said. The family nodded together. They all went to sleep.
“JiJi! You’re back to life!” Alfred exclaimed happily. “Yep!” JiJi replied. The Motad handed Alfred a letter. He opened it:

There has been some saves, improvements, and difficulties in our empire life so far, Alfred. Here is a list of some of them:
1.	We have saved your and your sister’s mother, JiJi.
2.	We have done all we can to improve our energy crisis.
3.	We have had approximately 30 wars in our life.
4.	We have saved the Human population, who is directly descended from us.
5.	We have saved our home planet from being destroyed.

The alien shaked everybody’s hand. The family was impressed. “Well, were safe now.” Hughes remarked.

The Four Survivors – (Diane, Al, JiJi, and Hugh (Part 4)

	“Yhoppanatzitas,” The Motads yelled. ”Yhoppa-yhoppa-yhoppanatzitas!” They were celebrating their own victory over the YePoralscht race. “Yhoppanatzitas,” We yelled together. ‘Yhoppanatzitas, yhoppa-yhoppa-yhoppanatzitas’ translates into ‘victory, vic-vic-victory.’ So there they were, celebrating their precious victory. “How was that, big guy!” Hughes asked an alien child. “Yhoppanatzitas,” The alien exclaimed. “Fjamiljie!” The Motad that spoke English yelled to us. “Ker?” Alfred asked yes. “I think the human race doesn’t know something they should’ve,” The Motad remarked.
	“Look carefully at this text,” the Motad told them. They were sitting in some weird area underground.

Recutrauntr diea oegt das: Doffehemid oda itead oe, detn Yjiajimak.
Yte myiad oae uyoame. DIaorad, adio, aldii, tre otdja havoe ile oadb. Treip see oatmezelte ouyte, Soentoarytezharizshe. Itesz polsk roendatebouut iad omted tre otdja aoedn. Heora hyoto oadn huftenn oatmezelte ouyte. Yte aodkaenj jijhiane oaidjn oaekk habe aieoladk. Ytrokiyeniqzhen, yhe woasdn iaueh, aeauj yte sumrem oeaijd ot. Gherfkor, aodoen, aeuo, aadeenter, oaen, och aeod reftoerz aoedn. Cumeao adoaedn oaekkm, oaeodkao akirjau, aoelpal iaehb, aiejdbae akdisji, dnat aodkn.

“Also, take a look at this chart,” The Motad told them.

http://imgur.com/FGSoBsZ.png

	Diane Zoltoerski, Alfred Zoltoerski, Jianna Vladimson, and Hughes Zoltoerski were very astonished at what they saw. “So all of this is true?” Alfred asked. “According to our records, this is very true,” their cousin said.
	“So Alfred, Diane, how do you feel?” Hughes asked. “Astonished,” Alfred said. “Astonished,” Diane repeated. “So, who’s up to some Trevtchriver?” JiJi asked. “I certainly am. We’re the ones who made it, if you know what I mean!” Diane replyed. So they lived on, knowing their true identity.

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