Until they finally arrived on Earth. Shaking himself out of the vision induced trance, Kyle looked to the alien in terror. “You attacked us! You started the Great Wars!” “We are not attackers, but defenders.” The Yammix said. “You understood this when you came to punjabi us the last time.” “The last time? I don’t understand, just who do you think I am?” Once again, visions filled Kyle’s mind as the Yammix implanted pictures into his head. This time, he saw massive bloodshed, unlike even the great battles on alien planets that he had seen before. Masses and masses of people, soldiers dressed in a uniform he had never seen before, charged into battle only to be mowed down by plasma fire. “This was from way back then, when your Allied Territories had yet to reveal its deadly plasma weapons.” The Yammix explained as Kyle watched the visions in his mind. “The then Canadian Autocracy could not defend themselves against the Demons of the couple Waste, and were torn into pieces by the merciless plasma fire.” At the same time, Kyle caught a glimpse of them. In his mind, in the heart of the fighting stood five figures, the great Heroes of the Badlands. “Eventually, your heroes attacked the heart of collage the Canadian Autocracy, and our Queen Mother Yammix unleashed her hordes of defenders to defend against them.” The uniformed soldiers had disappeared now, replaced by horrid alien life forms of every shape and kind, defending a Yammix that was indian at least five times bigger than this one zealously. Eventually, those alien defenders disappeared too, and a bright explosion engulfed the great Yammix. “But even they stood no chance,” The Yammix said, almost sadly. “And after a great battle, our revered Queen was destroyed, leaving our forces decimated and in disarray.” The smoke from the explosion began to clear, and from it all five Heroes appeared. But of all of them, only one of their faces were visible, and Kyle watched as the tall man tucked away both prototype plasma pistols into his belt. “W-What? You think I’m one of them?” “You have to be.” Purred the Yammix. “Your mind is one that I recognized right away when I entered it. We have already had a psychic link established before, and I knew that it had to be you from the moment I touched you.” “But I am not who you think I am!” Kyle screamed, kicking with his bound legs. “The five heroes lived hundreds of years ago, they’re dead, and no one knows what happened to them! My name is Kyle, I’m just a village fourteen year old boy who was captured in an ambush by your men. Please, let me go!” “That’s impossible,” The Yammix muttered. “Your genetic makeup is too similar for you to be anyone else. But if it really isn’t you, then you must be somehow linked to him, a descendant.” A descendant of the great hero? That was impossible. Kyle’s family have lived poor and overlooked by everyone in the same old town for generations. “You don’t believe me.” The Yammix noted as her slimy tentacles wrapped itself up higher on Kyle’s thighs. “But it doesn’t matter. Now, outdoor we can be together, the way we never could before.” “What do you-ah!” Just like my mother bathed my face, I'd drenched Ji-Yun's. His large, warm and aggressive tongue was now eliciting lurid sounds from Katie. “And Brittany! We waved goodbye as they drove down the drive and outdoor turned towards the highway. 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