“HUH-HELP! HELP MUH-MUH-ME!!!!!!” Derek screamed at the tops of his lungs as he stayed up on the tall tree’s strong branch whilst the Vexan Mawl Beast continued to claw and bite at him from down below.

  Jumping higher and higher with each incredible leap, the Mawl continued to claw at the terrified teenager as if he was some kind of ‘chew toy’ or ‘treat’.

  As Derek continued to scream and cry out for help, the Mawl actually managed to strike him.

  Slashing his right calf with its black razor sharp claws, the alien monster let out a feral snarl as Derek squealed in pain.

  Clutching his right hand around the bloody wound, Derek tried to tend to it the best he could whilst keeping his other arm and leg wrapped around the branch.

  Feeling the branch beginning to give way due to his weight and the pull of the Mawl, Derek’s eyes widened for he now had an even bigger problem on his hands.

  If the branch were to the break then he would most certainly fall to the ground… Breaking his neck or living long enough for the Mawl to have its ravenous way with him.

  With neither outcome looking good for the seventeen-year-old, Derek just closed his eyes and prayed for a miracle to happen… AND HIS PRAYERS WERE ANSWERED.

  “THERE! DOWN THERE! I SEE HIM!!!” John cried out as he and the rest of Derek’s Search Party stood at the top steep hill looking down at the trapped nerd.

  With Kyle, Eric, Jim, and Josh coming up from behind John to join him at his sides, they all caught sight of the scared shitless Derek, who was stuck up in a tree whilst the Vexan Mawl Beast continuously terrorized him from the ground below.

  “THERE’S DEREK!” Josh pointed out.

  “HE’S UP IN THAT TREE!” Eric followed as Jim squinted his eyes down at their currently ‘in-peril’ friend.

  “Hey, guys… What’s that ‘THING’ down there???” Jim asked as he tried to make out the ‘big, black gorilla-dog-THING’ that was trying to get at Derek.

  “I don’t know,” John replied whilst shaking his head after he too caught sight of the Mawl. “But whatever it is… IT LOOKS FUCKIN’ PISSED OFF.”

  Seeing that his best friend was in trouble… AND GRAVE DANGER, Kyle shouted, “DON’T

  WORRY, DEREK! I’M COMIN’,” and sprinted off down the rocky, dirt hill.

  “Kyle! WAIT!!!” Josh cried out as Eric soon followed after.

  John then took off after Eric as Josh was left behind to stand at the top of the hill alongside Jim.

  Turning to Josh, Jim asked, “So… It looks like they’ve got this, uh… ‘ordeal’ covered so you wanna just, like, high-tail it back to--”

  “JIM! COME ON, YOU DOUCHE!” Eric shouted back at the Dingus, causing him to close his eyes and curse.

  “Ugh… COMING LIKE I MAKE YOUR MOM CUM, ERICKSON!!!” Jim yelled back as he too booked it down the hill, leaving Josh behind all by his lonesome.

  Filled with TOTAL FEAR and wanting so desperately to turn and run back to his Family’s Cabin, something within Josh’s entire being made him go forward to join the others in their ‘saving of Derek’.

  What this ‘something’ was, Josh did not know… YET.

  “HUH-HUH-HEEEELP!!!” Derek continued to cry out as the Mawl scratched and snarled at him.

  While Dexius’s body laid on the ground, frozen-still, Derek kept on clinging to the slowly snapping tree branch.

  Little by little it started to give way as the terrified teen desperately clung onto it with both of his arms and legs wrapped around it again.

  Just when things started to look very grim for the poor nerd something totally unexpected happened.

  HITTING THE MAWL IN THE BACK OF ITS FUR-COVERED HEAD with a baseball-sized rock that he plucked out of the dirt hill was Kyle.

  Landing on its four paws, the Mawl looked back instantly at the blond-haired teen and gritted its saliva-dripping fangs at him.

  “Uh… Gordon? I think you just pissed it off even more,” Eric fearfully stated.

  With his eyes locked on the angered alien monster, Kyle replied, “YA THINK???”

  The Mawl then let out a vicious roar, causing everyone to place their hands over their ears.

  “RRRRRAAAAAWWWWWWRRRRGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

  “YEAH! IT’S FUCKING PISSED ALRIGHT!” Jim called out whilst cupping his hands over his ears.

  Facing the five human teenagers now, the Mawl picked up on their body heat signatures one after the other.

  With their signatures now locked within its eyes, the Mawl let out a feral screech which echoed on for miles.

  “SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

  “AH FUCK!” Jim continued to cry. “THIS IS SOOOOO NOT GOOD, YOU GUYS!”

  Looking at the others, a completely terrified Josh asked, “What are we gonna do?!”

  “DIE!” Jim shouted back. “We’re all gonna FUCKING DIE!!!!!”

  Gritting his teeth, Eric scolded, “SHUT THE HELL UP, JIM! Your constant screaming is not helping the current situation!”

  “WELL, SOR-RY! I’m just stating the obviou-- AHHHH!!!”

  SUDDENLY, the Mawl lunged itself towards the group.

  Splitting their party up, the five teens narrowly avoided getting mangled by the Vexan Mawl Beast at the last possible second.

  Angry at its ‘near miss’ of fresh food, the Mawl roared again as the teens remained divided from one another.

  “GET THE FUCK OFF ME, HUNTER!!!” John blared as he pushed Jim off himself.

  Jim had a horrified look on his sweat-glistening face as the Mawl now looked directly at him.

  “OH SHIT! IT’S STARING RIGHT AT US!!!!”

  “NOPE! JUST YOU!”

  John then scurried up to his feet and fled into the thick forest brush, leaving Jim behind to fend for himself

  “YOU PUSSY!!!” Jim then screamed at the fleeing loner as the Mawl screeched at him again.

  Turning to face the alien monster once more, Jim was caught off-guard by the Mawl’s ‘razor tipped tail’.

  LASHING its tail at Jim like a bullwhip, the Mawl fully expected to take the Dingus’s head off… Only to realize that he had actually dodged it miraculously.

  “WHOA!” Jim cried out in response to nearly being decapitated by the Mawl Beast’s razor tail.

  Seeing this from behind the Mawl, Kyle called out, “JIM!!!!”

  “I’M GUCCI!” Jim shouted back at his concerned ally as the Mawl then whipped its tail at him for a second time

  This time, the Mawl’s razor tail smacked and embedded itself in the ground between Jim’s legs… MISSING HIS CROTCH BY CENTIMETERS.

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  Sitting upwards immediately, Jim looked down to see where the beast had dug its razor tail in the dirt.

  “I take it back! I’m not ‘gucci’,” Jim shouted in terror. “I’M NOT FUCKING GUCCI!!!!!”

  The Mawl then whipped back its tail for a third attack whilst Jim remained frozen in his current position.

  Before the beast could sling its tail at the currently petrified Jim again, something suddenly had restrained it.

  Turning its head all the way around, the Mawl caught sight of Kyle and Eric, who were both clutching onto its long and slimy tail with their hands.

  “URGH… GROSS!” Eric cried out in total disgust whilst he held back on the Mawl Beast’s Tail. “This thing feels like a fucking SCHLONG!”

  Holding it as well in front of him was Kyle, ordered, “JIM… RUN!!!”

  Noticing what his friends were doing, Jim shot up to his feet and bolted in the direction of where John had run off to. He didn’t get far though. Due to his clumsiness, Jim tripped over a rock and felt into a pile of bushes

  “DAMMIT, JIM!” Kyle cursed as he shook his head while he and Eric still held back on the Mawl’s Razor Tail.

  Sitting off to the side with an astonished look on his face was Josh.

  As the Running Back sat on the ground with his mouth gaping wide open, Kyle looked over at him and shouted, “JOSH! YOU CAN HELP OUT ANY TIME!!!”

  Confused, Josh fearfully stuttered, “Wuh-What do you want me to do?!”

  “ANYTHING BUT SIT ON YOUR FUCKING ASS!!!” Eric screamed as the Mawl grew tired of him and Kyle holding onto his tail.

  With the use of its mighty strength, the Mawl managed to pull its razor tail free with effortless ease.

  As the razor tail left their hands, it left a three-inch gash in Kyle’s right cheek.

  Rubbing his slashed cheek, Kyle looked down at his blood covered fingertips and gasped.

  “GORDON!!! ARE YOU ALRIGHT?!” Eric asked frantically as Kyle still looked down at his bloody fingertips.

  “LUH-LOOKOUT!” Derek cried out from the branch overhead as the Mawl struck Kyle in his chest with its right, massive paw.

  The incredible and mythic strength of the Mawl’s ‘paw strike’ then sent Kyle flying TEN FEET BACK into the bottom of the steep, dirt hill.

  Landing hard on his back, Kyle laid in pain as Eric and Josh were the only members of the search party who were now left to contend with the vicious alien monster.

  Rising back up to its feet, The Mawl shook itself out.

  Looking at the two stunned teens, the beast glared at them in fury.

  The Mawl then roared in the two mortified teens’ faces as they sat before it, leaving them both shockingly mute.

  “AHHHH!!!” they both screamed in unison as the Mawl stood before them, waiting to strike.

  ZAP! ZAP! ZAP! ZAP!

  SUDDENLY, multiple bolts of blue pulsar energy emerged from deep within the forest brush and struck the Mawl’s backside, knocking it FLAT on its grisly face.

  “FUCK YOOOOOU!!!!!!!!!” John raged as he unloaded energy shot after energy shot on the alien monster with Dexius’s Pulsar Auto-Rifle, which he had found during his initial fleeing.

  Slowing down… slightly, but still in the fight, the Mawl let another screech as it then slashed the Pulsar Auto-Rifle from out of John’s hands with its Razor Tail.

  The alien weapon then fell to the dirt, broken in two halves as John looked down at it in confused shock.

  The Mawl then smacked the outsider directly in the chest with the outside of its big, thick-muscled right forearm, sending him flying back several feet.

  Feeling the force from the energy shots, the Vexan Mawl wobbled slightly on its paws as it tried to regain its composure.

  Meanwhile, still standing frozen before the terrifying extraterrestrial were Eric and Josh.

  “Uh… Josh?” Eric said to the All-American High School Football.

  “Yeah?” Josh asked the Stoner in a ‘freaked the eff out’ tone.

  “LET’S GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!!!”

  Turning their backs, Eric and Josh proceeded to retreat from the area as the Mawl roared at them from behind.

  “TASTE MY BLADE, BIOTCH! HIII-YAH!!!!”

  SLASH!

  The Mawl IMMEDIATELY let out a wailing cry-screech of pain after JIM had SLICED OFF ITS RAZOR TAIL at its midsection.

  Clutching the hilt of Dexius’s Pulsar Saber with both of his hands after finding it in the bushes that he had clumsily tripped and fallen over into, Jim stood in the state of shock at what he had just done… As did Eric and Josh, who ceased their fleeing.

  Then, for the first time in this ever so ‘teetering’ battle, the beast showed its actual pain.

  Letting out another pain-filled screech, the Vexan Mawl wallowed over its severed tail as Jim cursed at and name-called it profusely.

  The Mawl’s GLOWING GREEN BLOOD that spurted from its cut-in-half tail like a fountain then splattered all over Jim’s face and chest.

  “UGH!!! FUCKING GROSS!!!!” Jim shouted in disgust at being ‘coated’ in the Mawl’s glowing blood. “That fucking thing got it’s JIZZ all over me!!!”

  Now even more pissed off, the Mawl turned on Jim and stood up on its hind legs… Making it now EIGHT-FEET-TALL and TOWERING over the seventeen-year-old high school junior.

  Immediately dropping the saber down in the dirt between himself and the Mawl, Jim looked up at the beast whilst saying awkwardly, “Uh… My bad?”

  The Mawl then grabbed Jim by the neck with its right paw and lifted him off of the ground.

  It then roared in Jim’s face, causing the teen to shriek like a woman.

  As it started to apply more pressure to Jim’s neck, the Mawl extended its jaws and prepared to bite off the teen’s head until the branch that Derek was clinging onto for dear life up above finally broke.

  “AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!” Derek screamed as he fell down towards a patch of bushes whilst the snapped off branch hit the Mawl in the back of its head, causing it to unintentionally release Jim from its grasp and fall back over on all of its fours.

  As the beast now clutched its head in pain, Jim laid on the ground in front of it, gasping for air.

  Eric and Josh still stood helplessly off to the side as Kyle and John slowly started to regain his composure from the Mawl’s powerful attacks.

  With Derek beginning to push himself back up to his feet as well, the Mawl was still busy tending to its throbbing head.

  Eyeing the faintly glowing blade of Pulsar Saber lying in the dirt, Josh, without thinking, sprinted towards it.

  “JOSH!” Eric shouted as the Star Running Back bolted towards the alien weapon. “WHAT IN THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?! You’re gonna get yourself killed, you fucking idiot!”

  Ignoring Eric’s cries as he neared the saber, Josh was about clasp its right hand around its hilt until the Mawl, having regained its own composure, struck him in the chest with his left forearm, sending the eighteen-year-old FLYING back towards the rocky, dirt hill.

  “Huh? Wuh-What the hell?” Kyle groaned in a groggy voice after Josh had landed alongside his left.

  As Josh moaned whilst clutching his chest in pain, Eric looked back at him and said whilst shaking his head, “Dumbass. Ugh… Great. Now I gotta play the fuckin’ hero.”

  Wanting to bring an end to this literal nightmare (even though it made him go back on flipping out on Josh) Eric took off towards the Pulsar Saber now as the Mawl returned to coddling its head.

  Dodging the beast’s burly frame and severed, blood-spurting tail, the light-footed stoner ducked and rolled over to reach the saber.

  “FUCK YES!” Eric rejoiced after scooping up the Pulsar Saber with his right.

  “ERIC! BUH-BUH-BEHIND YOU!!!” Derek warned, causing Eric to look back and see that the Mawl was now clomping towards him.

  Backing up a few steps, Eric was going to swing the Pulsar Saber at the Mawl, but he unfortunately lost his balance and fell down.

  With the Mawl now going in for the kill, all seemed to be lost until Eric did the unthinkable.

  “DEREK! CATCH!!!” Eric cried out as he then tossed the Pulsar Saber over towards the stuttering nerd.

  Setting his sights on the still activated alien sword, Derek quickly jumped up for it.

  Catching its hilt with both hands miraculously (especially since he had terrible coordination), Derek landed back on his feet.

  With the beast slamming both of its front paws beside both sides of Eric’s head so it could lock him in place on the ground, the Mawl roared at him thunderously, causing hot, foamy saliva to splatter on the teen’s face… Causing spittle to paint on his face.

  “DEREK!!! TAKE THE SWORD!” Eric cried out as the Mawl continued to roar at him. “Take the sword and fucking KILL THIS THING!!!!”

  Biting his lip and lowering his brow, Derek mustered up all of the courage that he had inside of himself and ran up behind the Mawl jumped up into the air at the last possible second.

  With both of his hands still clasped around the saber’s hit, Derek swung it back past his head and brought it downward with incredible force… CAUSING THE BLADE’S RAZOR-SHARP TIP TO PIERCE THROUGH THE BACK OF THE MAWL’S THICK NECK.

  “HUH?” Eric gasped after reopening his eyes to see the Mawl staring down at him with its jaws still extended… But it was no longer roaring… OR BREATHING.

  Looking downward a bit more, Eric finally saw what had silenced the ferocious alien monster.

  Sticking out the front center of the Mawl’s neck was the top half of the Pulsar Saber’s blade… SOAKED IN THE BEAST’S BLOOD, which was dripping down on Eric’s already blood-coated face.

  Holding the Saber’s Hilt tightly with both of his hands was Derek, who was now lying on top of the Mawl’s wide, boulder-like, fur-covered back.

  Then, in mere seconds, the Mawl’s whole body hardened like stone and started to fade an ashy gray color.

  It then crackled up like a dried up piece of clay and bursted into thousands of tiny particles.

  The ‘tiny particles’ that were once the mighty Vexan Mawl Beast now covered the two eleventh graders head to toe in a thick layer of gray, ashen dust

  As Derek now laid atop Eric, both frozen in shock, an old, but wise-sounding voice called out from afar, “BY THE HIGH-ELDERS…”

  With Derek, Kyle, Eric, Jim, John, and Josh all looking forward, they caught sight of Lord Castron Lakarias.

  Standing alongside the old alien was the Lady-Princess Ashanna, who was tending to the severely injured and still unconscious Dexius.

  Castron, staring at the six human teenagers with a look of surprise riddling his wrinkled, bronze-skinned face, the old hermit greeted in a remarkably calm tone of voice, “Grand evening… GENTLEMEN.”