Epic Dream

A large group of my friends and myself had gathered at my house for some unknown reason. My parents and my sister were out somewhere, so we had the place to ourselves. As we sat watching TV in my basement, we heard a loud rumbling from outside.

So for some reason we decided to head outside to investigate the noise. As we headed outside, we looked up at the sky and saw dark clouds looming ominously overhead.

"Looks like its going to rain" Jake stated.

But the clouds seemed to shift strangely, and a large tear opened up in the clouds, revealing a mysterious purple light within.

"Since when does rain do that?" asked Ross.
Large shapes began to fall from the strange opening in the clouds.

"See its rain coming down." declared Jake.

But as the dark figures descended towards the ground, they became larger. It soon became quite clear that this was not rain. The dark shapes falling towards the earth were Monsters. All manner of creatures began to fall from the sky. Graboids, Shriekers, Ass Blasters, Gremlins, Werewolves, Vampires, Ghosts, Aliens, Predators, all manner of horror creation fell to the Earth.

My first reaction was to scream, "Everyone get back in the house!"

As this horde of endless monsters began to fall from the sky. We ran inside, and I bolted the door shut. We huddled into the basement, hearing the horrid sounds of screams and conflict outside. As the minutes passed, and the monstrous sounds did not seem to cease my friend Kevin switched on the TV, hoping to distract us from our fear. It did not help.

On the TV were news channels, explaining how these creatures were popping all over the planet.

"It appears as though all manner of monster ever conceived by man has now become real in our world and are ravaging our cities." The news caster explained.

Clips showed the naval bases being attacked by Krakens and Leviathans. The screen then cut to Tokyo being attacked by Godzilla. A distraught man appeared in front of the camera, and yelled, "We've been making movies about this shit for years, and yet we're not prepared! WE'RE NOT PREPARED!" The screen then went black, as all the power went out in the house.

Everyone turned towards me and Chris asked, "So what do we do Dave?”

“Why the hell are you asking me?”

“Ok who dedicates their lives to horror?”

“... Me, I guess..”

“And who knows practically every monster killing people out their?” asked Kevin.

“Oy... I do.”

“Then you should have a fucking idea on what to do!” screamed Jake.

“Fine I will come up with a plan.” I sat for a while, pondering what was going on, when I finally had an idea. “Ok, the news lady said that these were all manner of monsters ‘conceived’ by man. Right?”

“Well more or less yea.” said Lauren.

“Well then these were thought up by us. So if we think of a way to fight them, then we should be able to put up a fight.”

“Ok then do some thinking.” said Chris.

“What you guys can’t think?” I retorted.

“We’re not that familiar with horror Dave. You’re the expert.” stated Kevin.

“Alright, alright. Gimme a minute.” I closed my eyes, and sat down.

I began to concentrate, focusing on the images of something to combat this horror. As the blood began to rush to my face, a bright flash illuminated the room, and I snapped my eyes open. Before us stood the best monster fighting team that I could imagine.

There was Ripley from Aliens and the team of Marines she fought along side with, Dutch from Predator and his elite squad, Ed Harley from Pumpkinhead, Ash from Evil Dead, The Ghost Busters, and Burt Gummer from Tremors.

Ripley stepped forward and said, “Which one of you is David?”

I was shoved forward and sheepishly said, “Um.. I am..”

“Seems you have a bit of an infestation problem.”

“Well putting it mildly... yea.”

“Then you’ve got the best team to handle it.”

A grin appeared on my face, as I finally began to feel that we might just survive.

Burt Gummer stepped forward and addressed me, “Ok kid give me the sit/rep”

“Huh?.... Oh! Yea, the situation report. Ok.... there’s a ton of monsters trying to kill everyone.”

“So we’re out manned, but not out gunned. I like those odds.” Burt declared with a grin.

The group went to the door, and Dutch told us to “Sit tight.”

As they exited, and the sounds of gunfire and epic combat broke out, all I could think was, “How can I see this without dying?” I had an idea. “Guys we’re heading up onto the roof.”

We went up the stairs to my room, and I had to show them that if you shimmied yourself out my window, you could get up onto the roof. After I showed them how to do it, they all followed my example and we were up there. We looked out, down onto the street, and saw the amazing fights going on.

“Whoa” was all I could say to describe it. Ripley was machine gunning down Aliens with her marine buddies, Ed Harley was using a flame thrower to cook Gremlins, Burt was aiming a sniper at Predators, and blasting out chunks of their torsos, The ghost busters were trapping ghosts, Ash was blasting anything that moved near him, and the shells of spent bullets were littering the ground.

“Wished I had some pop corn.” Jake then handed me a bowl of pop corn.

“Are you kidding me?”

“What? I was hungry.” he said.

As I returned my gaze to the field of devastation, there were several loud thumps that sounded really close to us. We all turned around and found that about a dozen Ass Blasters had landed behind us, cutting off our only way out.

“DAVE! WHAT DO WE DO?!” shrieked Ross.

“Shit, shit, shit!” I screamed. “Ok, ok... Jake throw me your hoodie!” He tossed me his jacket. “Ross, toss me a lighter!” He chucked the light at me. I quickly lit the hoodie on fire, and began to twirl it in the air.

After I had the attention of all the flying bastards, I chucked the burning hoodie onto the ground. All of the Ass Blasters immediately followed after the it.

“RUN BACK IN!” I shouted as we all scrambled back to my bed room window. We quickly swung ourselves in again, except for Jake whose size made it difficult for him to swing back in. But we were all back inside, and I shut the window, and we headed to my kitchen.

“Ok, what the hell just happened?” asked Brittany.

“Well Ass Blasters see only heat. So I simply made something hotter than us, and they went for it.”

“Works for me.” declared Chris.

As I took a moment to breathe, the front door was now being pounded on.

“What’s that?” asked Lauren. I ran to the windows near the door, and saw a whole horde of Shriekers running at the door.

“Shit! Back down stairs guys!” As we ran for the stairs, a Graboid shot up through the floor, blocking our way to the steps.

“Oh my god we have no way out!” yelled Kevin.

“Dave do something!” screamed Brittany as the Graboids tentacles reached for her.

“Crap, crap crap!! Ok, you think it and it happens.. You think it and it happens.. YOU THINK IT AND IT HAPPENS!” I screamed as a mantra as I kept concentrating.

A bright burst of light filled the kitchen, and everyone stopped screaming to look at where I once stood. A seven foot tall Predator stood where I had been seconds before. I had become the Predator.

I leapt forward, a maul extended and quickly sliced the Graboid in half. Finally the front door burst down, and the Shriekers burst into the room. I turned my attention to them, with extended wrist blades and began to gut and carve apart the little freaks. I quickly sliced them all apart, and then turned to my friends.

They all stared at me, fear in their eyes. Chris cautiously approached me and asked, “Dave? You still in there?”

I pushed some buttons on my wrist device, and a computer voice spoke out “AVP rules.”

“Ok, it’s ok. Dave is still in there.”

A collective sigh of relief was let out from them all. I told them I needed to head out there, and help the team.

I jumped out into the street, and Burt Gummer aimed his rifle at me. “WAIT! It’s me! Don’t shoot!” I spoke through the computer.

“How in the hell did you...? Never mind. Just get to killing them!”

I turned my attention to the monsters before me. I began to slice apart Gremlins that rushed towards me, Blast Ass Blasters that flew towards me, and slice up more and more Shriekers. After enough kills, I finally found an Alien. “Oh yea this is what I’ve been waiting for!” I thought as I began to drop my weapons.

As I rushed the Alien to beat it to death with my bare hands, a bullet cracked its dome. I turned to find Ash holding a smoking shot gun.

“Quit screwing around, and keep killing these things!”

“Damn it, way to ruin my fun.” I quickly picked up the weaponry, and began to kill more beasts.

“Hey get over here!“ shouted Burt over the sounds of gunfire.

I ran towards him and found that a horde of werewolves were coming from all sides.

“That gun, does it have more than single shot capabilities?” He screamed his question.

“Yea I can make it a multi shot.”

“Good, get back to back with me, and lets lay full auto fire into these sorry excuses for mutts!”

I turned my back to Burt, and we began to fire onto the wolves. Burt’s machine gun roaring as the bullets ripped their hairy hides, and my multiple plasma shots, blasting apart the wolves.

As the horde was cut down in minutes, Burt turned towards me and said, “Thanks. Nice shooting buddy.”

Was a major compliment coming from Gummer himself. I then returned my gaze to the battle field.

A Predator was rushing towards me, and I extended my blades, but surprisingly a larger blade erupted through its chest.

“What?” I thought as it collapsed to the ground.

Jason Voorhees strode forward, and pulled his machete out of the dead Predator’s chest. The hockey masked behemoth then turned his gaze towards me.

“Oh yea! Here’s the fight I’ve been craving!” I rushed forward, and began to constantly ram my blades into his stomach. He quickly thrust the machete down, wedging it between my shoulder blades. I roared in pain and fury, while leaping back.

Damn, he was quicker than I thought. I rushed forward and began to jab his side. I jumped back as he swung again, but his arm still crashed into my thigh, causing it to fracture. Again I roar as pain floods my leg. I could still move pretty quickly, but I needed to end this before I ended up the trophy.

I pulled out a Predator disc, and rushed forward, slicing through his leg. As the mongoloid began to fall, I positioned myself behind him. I then used the disc to slice through his neck, severing the head from the body. As the body went rag doll, I held up the severed head, and roared in triumph as I held my trophy in the air.

But my victory was cut off in mid roar, as I was whacked in the spine.

As I flew forward, clattering to the ground, I looked up, and saw that it was Pumpkinhead that had delivered the devastating blow to my body. As I picked myself up, and prepared for this next fight, I was then tackled in the side, and collided into the side of the house. I could feel my ribs aching. My whole body was sore. It was difficult to lift myself up, but as I did I saw Jeepers Creepers smiling at me after the flying assault.

I picked myself up and analyzed the situation. Two super powered enemies, multiple wounds, and losing my stamina. I needed to end this.

As the Creeper flew at me again, I was able to position myself so I could grab onto him. As we flew high into the air, I began to claw at his back, and severed one of the wings off of his body. As we began to plummet back towards the ground. I positioned myself on top, so his body would take most of the damage.

As we crashed onto the ground, the Creepers body was wrecked. I quickly used my wrist blades to ripped his head off, and turned my attention back to Pumpkinhead.

I quickly ran forward, jabbing once more into my enemy's stomach. I quickly leapt back as he swung his arm to hit me. I watched as his wounds healed almost instantaneously.

“Damn he’s demonic so he will just keep on healing. I need to kill the one that summoned it.” I searched around until I saw him, Ed Harley, having those demon eyes that told me that he had done it again.

“Aww man, Sorry Ed.” I said as I fired a plasma bolt that ripped his head off. As the head fell to the ground, Pumpkinhead burst into flame, and went straight back to hell.

I was beyond hurt. My ribs were probably broken, and there might have been some internal bleeding. My leg was worse since I was still jumping and running around, and I could feel the blood flowing from the knife wound in my back. I couldn’t keep this up much longer, and it seemed the team couldn’t either.

“We’re getting our asses handed to us!” Shouted Ash.

“Any bright ideas kid?” asked Ripley.

“Well I don’t know... this all involves our thought so... If I think they should go away, maybe they might go away?”

“That’s all you’ve got?!” screamed Ash.

“It’s better than nothing!” replied Ripley.

I began to concentrate once more, the monsters drawing ever closer. Finally a loud rumble came, and the tear in the sky changed from a purplish color to a blue. The creatures began to get sucked back into the tear.

“You’re telling me you couldn’t have done that three hours ago?” asked Burt.

“Come on man, you’re asking a lot from me.”

“Fair enough. Good work.”

I was worn, but we had won. And victory felt sweet. I walked back to my home, and my friends were waiting by the back door.

They cheered and hollered at the site of me.

Lauren walked forward and said, “I bet you had a blast, wounds and all.”

With the Predator voice system I played off a loud laugh, and pointed to my back yard. She turned and saw a full grown Alien Queen dead in my back yard.

She laughed, “Bet that beats the mini queen bust in your room.”

The team was there now and Burt approached me.

“I think it’s about time you went normal again.”

I sadly returned to my human form, still feeling worn, but not nearly as badly as I did in Predator form.

Ripley reached her hand out, and shook mine, “You’ve done real good today. Now that the threat has been handled, we’ll be off now. And if trouble ever arises again, you know who to call.”

The group ascended into the tear in the sky, and it then sealed up and vanished from sight. We walked back into my basement, and switched on the TV.

The news spoke about how all the monsters had disappeared, and that order was now being restored.

The president appeared on the screen and he said, “My fellow Americans, we have survived a horrible attack on our nation, and on the world. We have held strong. I am now being told the name of our hero, and his name is, Davis Hornstern. Davis, if you’re out there, America, and the world, gives you it’s thanks.”

We then switched the TV off and Lauren turned towards me. “You save the planet, and they don’t even get your name right.”

“Story of my life. But who cares. I was a kick ass Predator.”