Your Name is Gary Stu and You're Going to Die First

Read part 15, here, or from the beginning, here. “Maggie's dead?” Levi stood small against the gray sky and the luminous flying saucer above them. He looked straight at Brad, unblinking. The others...it wasn't that he didn't care about them, he did, they just didn't seem quite so real, like characters he had made. Brad breathed heavily and nodded. “Let's get out of here,” Linh bounced with anxiety as the four of them stood around at the end of the drive. Pathik reached for Levi's arm and slid his fingers along the underside of his palm, intertwining them with Levi's. Pathik gripped tightly and tugged. “Let's go,” Pathik said with urgency. It was suddenly so cold outside. The four of them stood and shivered. “You saw her die?” Levi pulled his hand out from Pathik's and crossed his arms, holding close to himself against the wind. “Yeah, I..saw it,” Brad stepped forward towards Levi. “I had to get out of there, you understand.” Levi looked ...

Read part 14, here, or from the beginning, here. Izen reached out a hand to stop Idec from running after the group of humans as they had felled pails of what looked like green and blue and white colored slime into their path. Idec stopped abruptly and waited for Izen's instruction. Idec was the more unpleasant of the two of them, as Izen usually reasoned. You didn't spend eternity with someone and not figure out how many of their sloppy, vacuous ways exasperated you to no end—turns out, in Idec's case, all of them. But Idec did yield to his lead when on a temporary landed visit and besides, he still had that smell on him, of the freshly slaughtered, and it turned Izen's reason into a woozy fog of hunger pains and need. Izen simply pointed up and the two of them easily climbed the racks and slipped into the darkness above. Down below the scattered and scared humans congregated behind a thin, wooden gate that came down from the ceiling with the push of a button and se...

Read part 13, here, or from the beginning, here. Izen heaved a great sigh as he stood in the open doorway of their space ship looking out on the sprawling warehouse below. Idec had gone bounding off after prey and, as usual, left a bit of a trail of muck behind him. Izen rolled his great, heavy head along the base of his neck from side to side and felt rather than heard it creak and crack. Then he stood up tall, braced his shoulders, and stepped out onto the Earth. One small step for, well. He was genuinely interested in this game of theirs, as the most base of his instincts bubbled low in his gut and reminded him that he was terribly hungry, awfully terribly witheringly hungry, but when wasn't he tortured by the realities of his own existence? Still, chasing after Idec was getting boring. Idec always did this, always darted out first and got himself wrapped up in some kind of situation, or if not a situation, ate all of the available bodies and left none for the others. Rude....