I would like to thank all my editors: Tanglegirl & VampGirl1991. Without them this would not be up here. If it's not clear all characters are eighteen, or over eighteen.
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"You're joking... Please tell me you're joking!"
"Jacob, I'm sorry," said a mildly sympathetic voice from the opposite end of the phone, the owner of the voice's attention firmly on the last minute touches of her up-do hairstyle.
"No, Courtney, you're not. You call me an hour before prom to tell me you're going with your ex instead? You know what? Fuck off!" As Jacob put up a strong front he was broken on the inside.
He threw his phone across his bedroom and ran downstairs. In his moment of rage, he began to realize the positive aspect of what had just happened. At least his parents were on that Mediterranean cruise, meaning he didn't have to live out this rejection in front of them.
Right now he felt like he needed to be alone. After canceling the limo, while still dressed in his tux, he jumped into his dad's SUV. He drove to what he considered to be his private getaway.
It was an isolated lake just outside of Shelby, the town where Jacob called home. He'd discovered the fairly large lake while hiking from his parent's cottage, two summers ago.
Jacob violently threw his tux to the ground, followed by kicking off his shoes. He stripped down to nothing as he reached the edge of the lake. He dived into the cold water, attempting to forget the night's betrayal.
Even with the shock of the frigid water, he couldn't shake his thoughts. 'What about me, is so repulsive?'
He thought himself to be average looking. He wasn't fat, probably a little baby fat, his brown hair was medium length, but not messy. His only deficit that he could think of was his asthma.
He was diligent for his age. He concerned himself with the affairs of the world where his peers simply wanted to live in the moment.
He popped his head up through the water for oxygen with the intention of shooting right back down.
He heard the object before his eyes made the discovery, the same object NASA satellites had detected minutes before as it neared earth.
Miles from Jacob's location two elite military units were now being dispatched.
The sound was a booming one. Its sudden thunderous blast was an indication of its speed and loudness.
Jacob took this as a warning, like if it was warning pistol. Because to him it looked like the object he now saw clearly, was headed his way, and fast, with no sign of slowing.
The fiery object barreled down as Jacob's arms and legs moved as quickly as they could. As it zipped closer you could see its jet black, metallic traits. With seconds to spare he escaped his sure death, as he went from swimming to running on land.
The object crashed, making a near cataclysmic splashdown in the lake. The blast wave was so large it shot Jacob into the air as he landed yards away.
The pulsing splashdown left a temporary ringing in his ears.
After regaining his wits he began to rise, gasping for air.
He ran to the SUV for his puffer. Between gasps for air he thought about the falling object. 'Could people be inside?' he asked himself.
Before Jacob could think further his legs were already moving. Not knowing how far he would have to go, he dived headfirst into the water with his puffer between his lips.
Jacob swam with purposeful speed toward the unknown. It was unclear to him if his eyes had deciphered the object before him correctly, as he thought, "Spacecraft, impossible."
It was a futuristic dynamic craft, although the water could have been distorting his perception. As he drifted closer it began to light up, almost intelligently. Now, less than three feet away, part of it opened. He no longer doubted that it had detected his presence.
He maintained his minimal distance momentarily as he attempted to make sense of this. However, his mind had little time to process before his body jerked toward the opening.
The opening led him into a small contained area as the exterior of the craft sealed itself behind him. The water was sucked out of the compartment. Then a door that led to the rest of the craft slid open.
His eyes widened as they scanned the cabin. There were lights everywhere along the rounded halls. He spotted an imposing crest that he'd never seen before; below the crest was a clearly english word, "Federation."
Jacob briefly rationalized that is wasn't a spacecraft, not even a foreign aircraft.
As he thought this, his attention turned to the center of the small craft where a young woman, probably a few years older than him, sat dressed in a black, leather, full-body uniform. She appeared motionless as she sat in the lone command seat.
Jacob's mind was set at ease upon seeing her and her normal, but exceptional traits. For the moment she appeared to be as human as he was.
Nearing the unconscious girl his eyes began to assess her beauty. As he ventured closer he realized she had a wound on the left side of her abdomen.
It clearly hadn't occurred during the crash. Suddenly her head popped up, startling the naked Jacob. She tried to speak but nothing came. She picked up a gun-like weapon, holding it at him. He backed away slowly, holding up his hands.
She stared at him like her body was fighting with itself. Her beautiful brown eyes seemed to be begging for help but still no words escaped her luscious pink lips.
Moments later she collapsed into an unconscious state. Without thinking he lifted the wounded girl from the seat and from her restraints, putting her over his shoulder.
He dropped his puffer in his haste to exit the craft.
Jacob was lucky he swam as often as he did because today proved its need. He pulled both his and the girl's body to land. Just then he heard buzzing sounds from up above. He soon realized it was the sound of helicopters, and they were quickly closing in.
'Who was this girl?' he thought as he looked at her.
