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The Menace

I was running. I held my weapon- a ray gun stolen from the enemy. I saw some of the aliens destroying my planet- I shot them both. They slumped over- and I moved on. I ran. I ran to our base. It was horrible. They had destroyed the base. Smoke rose in the air. I was angry. No, scratch that, I was furious. They would face my wrath. I went wild. I flew through the room, running, looking for survivors, and shooting the aliens. I found no survivors. Later, I made sure there would be no alien survivors. I shot most of them, and took the rest hostage.

Homo Sapiens was foolish to challenge us.

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