Read Online Lives Of The Unknown Book 1: The Legend of Andrew Lockeford by G. L. Argain - Free Book Online

questions for
you people. Could you at least tell me why some of you guys are
green while the rest are gray?”
    “Why are some of you humans white while the others are
brown?”
    Andrew said nothing else while Fall walked
to the side of him and looked closely.
    “For such a close resemblance to savage
animals, you do appear somewhat civil.” Andrew took offense to that
statement, and it showed in his expression. “Even so, you sure are
primitive—your species divided into pieces, each piece developing a
society to manage a specific part of your world. And yet, you
cannot manage to unite your world as a whole, let alone figure out
that you are not alone in the universe.”
    “So you think it’s a bad thing that we can’t
contact aliens yet?”
    “Precisely. Even when you do, you don’t have
the technology to contact us clearly enough. All we can receive and
return are signals and waves of vague messages. The best form of
contact,” said Fall, as he grasped Andrew’s chin and pushed it up
slightly, “is physical, face-to-face.”
    At least Andrew didn’t have to worry about
these aliens texting rather than talking. Although that pet peeve
was a lot more faint now that he had bigger things to worry about
here. Fall let go of Andrew’s chin after stating the previous
quote.
    “We would love to do that, to just drop by
your planet and show your planet our superiority, but doing so
would break a treaty we made, and thus a war would start. We
already have enough conflict over religion.”
    “But you guys are super-advanced aliens—are
you telling me that even with all your science and technology, a
God still exists?”
    “If by ‘God,’ you mean Yhn, then yes. At
least our enemies still believe so. We, however, believe that
science can prove everything in this universe, and we highly doubt
that our lives are monitored by some omnipotent force.”
    “Some people from my planet believe that a
man named Jesus was the Son of God—or Yhn, in this case—and that he
came from the afterli—”
    “Now that’s just plain idiotic. Why would
humans, out of all of the species in the whole universe, be so
special, that one of your kind came from some magical place as the
lord of the universe? That, right there, proves how primitive you
humans are.”
    “I never said I believed that—”
    “THAT’S NOT THE POINT.”
    Suddenly Andrew became very frightened, as
though he was in the face of a killer, that he could die so quickly
if he wasn’t careful. Andrew simply stopped talking until he was
asked to.
    Fall decided to cool his head as well. “Well
then, back to business. My associates here will inspect your brain,
take care of those useless organs of yours, and then you will be
done.”
    Useless organs? It took Andrew a
moment to realize that he was referring to his genitals. He wasn’t
fond of that idea at all—he hadn’t had kids yet, and he didn’t want
to lose them before then. Only after that, it would probably be okay.
    Andrew wanted to ask what would happen once
he was “done,” but he knew he wouldn’t get the answer he wanted.
Chances are, he would either die or be put to work as a slave. At
the very best, he would live with some other aliens; regardless of
the case, however, he knew he would never see his fellow species
again.
    “Voriaku, I leave the rest to you.”
Commander Fall and four of the aliens left the room, leaving only
Andrew and this normal-eyed alien named Voriaku to inspect his
brain.
     
     
     
     
    As Andrew laid upon the table while the
alien placed something—it looked like a helmet—onto his head, he
thought about his life. It may have been rather uneventful up until
today, but at least he didn’t suffer much. He had a great family, a
nice childhood, and he knew it could have been way worse. Like
working in a sweatshop or having to be executed for no good reason.
Andrew decided to perform an awkward attempt to chat with the guy
working on him.
    “So, how’s it going,