The Lifegivers
My right hand is so amazing that it can make any inanimate objects come to life. Crazy, right? Do you think I’m god? Nah, I'm just a freshman in college with all his problems. However, my brother sucks. He's a selfish prick who wants to see the world burn. Looks like I have to use my power to stop him. That must be really sucks. By the way, my name is Evan. I'm an alien from a planet called Xionezsoqiuvenoririrexunaxiantiqinoverizovadusuruxivurunzezex. Being an alien is also sucks.
110. Evan Still Hates Sentimental Scenes
It was pretty dark because the harbor was poorly lit. Several officers in special black clothes lined up from one large container to another, continuously pointing their weapons in various directions. Among them was Evan, also wearing special clothes, complete with head covering. Instead of carrying a rifle, the young man held a gun pointed downwards. And one more thing that distinguishes him from other officers, he brings a relatively large backpack.
The young man slapped his stomach, which was starting to throb. Haven't been to a potential battle location for a long time, his nervousness increased.
One officer, who was leading the way, gave a hand signal for all squad members to stop. They then hid behind one of the containers. The leading officer peeked for a moment and whispered in a fast tone. "They are there. They have quite a number of members."
"Can you see what the monster looks like?" Evan asked in a voice that was also low.
"Not yet."