Alien Within

By John Bolstridge

You are about to read a story about aliens that invade our world. Be warned, they can change into anything they like. Humans are to be destroyed in order for them to inherit Earth.
Follow Professor Trump and his team who try to stop their advance into our very existence to destroy us from within.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Austin Macauley Publishers
• Release date: Mar 31, 2021
• ISBN: 9781528962537

John Bolstridge

I my names John Bolstridge, aged sixty-eight and brought up in the 1950 with a very poor education. With leaving school at fifteen, I could not spell to save my life.

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About the Author

John Bolstridge is 73 years old and has lived his life with dyslexia, a learning disorder. After losing his wife to cancer when he was 61, he has been putting words into stories.

Although he found storytelling easy, the grammar and spelling he used in writing would make the average person laugh their socks off. Still, he hopes readers will give him a chance after learning about his dyslexia. John believes that if he can inspire other people with dyslexia to try writing what is inside their heads, his goal would be fulfilled.

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Prologue

This story is the continuation of a story called ‘Alien Within’. That’s within my second book, Vision of the Future. The story is about a young man who was mortified when a rogue satellite crash landed nearby in the woodlands, while he was out at night fishing by himself. His name is John Coleman, a 30-year-old, who is a knitter by trade and enjoys one of those rare-occasion night fishing trips and who has a very understanding wife called Mandy. (Well out all night, alone, he must have had.)

Before he met Mandy, John served in the armed forces, as a special agent attached to the S.A.S. He had special skills in killing the enemy. It eventually came to a point with him killing so many that he had to leave under stressful conditions and he was decommissioned. For a man who had gone through so much in life, at an early age of 27 years in life, the army gave him full honouree medals. Back home he started to work in the hosiery trade and became a full-time mechanical knitter, and this was where he met his future wife, Mandy.

That night out fishing, he, just like any other human being, was curious about the loud explosion, and went to investigate what it was that had just crashed. He approached the fallen black ball, which just lay there in its own crater still smouldering, and like any curious man, went walking forward with a hand held out to see if it had cooled down. When he was about a few inches from the black ball, it pulled him onto it, and he received something comparable to an electric shock, then he was thrown away from the ball.

Unbeknown to John at the time, the thing was a living metal alien that had just transferred its DNA into him, for it was dying and it needed another host to carry on with its work: looking for planets that its population could invade.

Over the next month, John would change into the same satellite and leave the Earth to carry on its work, but he told them that he had informed its own kind that the Earth is appropriate for invading.

Chapter 1

The year is 2032, and two years have passed since John left Earth. At his home, Mandy still resides in the same house, all alone, and in a way waiting for her beloved John to return. On her sideboard is a framed photo of John and herself, and every night before retiring, she tells John that she loves him so, so much that it hurts. The time of year is summer, with a long hot spell that the United Kingdom is going through, with long sunny days and warm nights.

Down in London there has been an emergency meeting in session about a possible encounter with some alien craft heading towards the Earth. The ‘craft’ is on the other side of the moon, and not yet in view of the general public or the naked eye. At the meeting, there is a commander by the name H. Drake from the British Special Branch Forces, two high ranking U.S.A. navy officers, and four scientists including one Professor Trump. Heading the meeting is one Sir Walter Dawes, the British home defences minister. He stands and addresses those present.

Good morning, gentlemen, I don’t have to tell you why we have been called to this meeting today, for you already know that there are a large number of alien crafts heading into our space, and should be within the reach of our planet within a couple of days. The main concern is, Sir Dawes pauses for a moment and then tells them, what is their intention when arriving, is it peaceful or hostile? Sir Dawes continues, only pausing while turning his page.

Then Professor Trump stands and addresses Sir Dawes, Sir Dawes, I don’t know if you are aware of the events that happened two years ago, to one John Coleman, who touched one of these so-called alien crafts and was turned into one of them himself.

Yes, I’m aware of such events. Why do you ask, Professor?

Well, sir, just before he left Earth, it told us that it was going to report back when the Earth is suitable for inhabitation. Sir, what we are looking at is an invasion of our planet, and seeing what just one of their craft weapons can do, they are going to be overwhelming to overcome.

Professor Trump is one of the top professors, working at hospitals around Great Britain, and his main specialty is looking into new ways of developing counter bio reproduction of living cells, and living matter.

All who are gathered just sit in silence, looking at each other. Then the American officer tells all present,

Well, we had better strike first and nuke them, while they are still in outer space, and not expecting us to react.

I don’t think that would work, my learned friend, for you see they are far well advanced of us in the technology field, and no doubt they would be ready for such an attack, and that could provoke them into a full-scale outright attack on the planet, Professor Trump says to the learned American friend.

Well, should we just sit back and die then? The American starts to get a little agitated at the response to his question. Then Sir Dawes stands and addresses them.

Gentlemen, please, no arguing amongst ourselves, I’ve just been handed this piece of paper that says there is going to be a world meeting of top government leaders to look into the events that are unfolding. Please, let’s just wait and see the outcome, this will complete this meeting for today.

Sir Walter Dawes takes his seat and gathers up his paperwork as the others leave. Just as Professor Trump stands to leave, Sir Dawes speaks to him,

Please, Professor, wait a moment. I would like a word with you. They all exit leaving Sir Walter Dawes and the professor. He starts by asking the professor,

Professor, what is your first name? If you don’t mind answering.

Not at all, sir, my first name is Donald, and please not the Donald Trump jokes.

Thanks, Donald. The reason I have asked you to stay is I wanted to ask if you would come along with me to this world meeting tomorrow, as I would like you to attend for you have knowledge into these so-called ‘aliens’ and other vital information that will be imperative at the meeting tomorrow.

Count me in, sir, for we will have to come up with some new way of stopping these aliens, for I believe that if we don’t then God help us all against these beings. Until tomorrow then, and I will bring all my evidence and studies that I have done on these aliens.

Thank you, Donald. I will send a car for you in the morning for the meeting at 11 am. Till then, Donald, I thank you. They stand, shake hands and leave.

That night Donald is reading all of his paperwork, and just for inquisitiveness goes outside and looks up at the full moon.

Yes, there, on the right-hand side, three large images that I can just see, he thinks to himself. By tomorrow the general public will notice them. He relaxes in his chair and turns on the news. They have picked up on the story of an invasion that is forthcoming, and they have images of the three crafts coming from around the moon.

Bloody crafty sods the media, however much you keep it quiet, they will sniff it out. Professor Trump sits up and looks at the news unfolding. They show the image of three large white crafts in formation out in space with the moon on the top left. The crafts seem to have smaller crafts around them.

Well, you can imagine the general public, they all pick up on the event that had been on the T.V. It does not take long and people all over the United Kingdom begin to gather, coming out to look at the three so-called space crafts.

From Earth, they just look like three blurred white things, but unbeknown to them they are well over a mile long and thousands of feet across. People start knocking on neighbours’ doors, to come and have a look at the white lights in the sky, and they are sitting and join in, observing the unfolding event, even making it some kind of celebration because of what they are witnessing. The beer is flowing and music playing in gardens, in the warm summer evening. Little do they know that they are invaders coming to destroy mankind as we know it.

The next morning news of the events of last evening is all over the newspapers and on the media, showing garden parties, and people pointing up into the night sky.

Professor Trump, having been picked up, is on his way to the meeting of World Leaders, to discuss the matter at hand down in London.

Inside he is welcomed by Sir Dawes, who tells the professor to sit so they can discuss their plan of action.

Right, Professor, we have to convince them that we are in grave danger, that is, if you agree.

Too true, sir, for you see, only two years ago I studied their formation, and what I will tell them in the meeting is that what we are looking at is not only invaders, but also an alien that can shapeshift into other forms.

Other forms? You aren’t telling me that they could look like any other human being, are you? Sir Dawes says, looking at the professor with concern.

The answer to your question is, yes! But please, sir, let me tell you all at the meeting, so I’m not repeating myself.

Please come, Donald, this way to the hall, where the meeting is to be held. They walk along a passage and they both are silent, not a word is spoken. They arrive at the hall and enter. The professor is taken aback with the size of the hall, and all that are gathered within, for are all the top leaders of the world are present.

Heading the meeting is President of the United Kingdom Sir Richard Washington. Sir Richard taps his microphone and calls the meeting to order and open, then he addresses those present.

Good morning, distinguish colleagues of the World Council. You all know by now the reason for this meeting; it is the forthcoming danger from aliens sitting in space above our planet. Some of you might not know, but two years ago we encountered these beings when one crashed onto Earth in the United Kingdom. Please welcome Professor Donald Trump who will share with us his knowledge of the incident. Sir Richard points at the professor.

Trump starts by addressing the council.

Good morning. Right, where do I start? Two years ago we had a man by the name John Coleman out fishing one night. He touched this spacecraft that crashed landed and the dying alien within the craft transferred its DNA into him and over a short period, he soon became one of them— At this moment, the professor is abruptly interrupted.

What do you mean he changed into one of them? How is that possible? the Australian Prime Minister asks.

Good question, please look at the picture on the screen and you will see that these aliens are of a single-celled being, that can split and multiply at will. With every cell produced, the being becomes more intelligent. Therefore, it can be of any size it desires. There are one or two chuckles and laughter at what the professor has told them.

Sir Richard shouts, Order! Order! then tells the professor to continue.

Thank you, sir. Right! First of all, you know that a human starts with a single cell? And we do split and multiply inside our mother’s womb: one cell, then two, and so on till it produces an embryo, and then we humans are born. But what if we were like the aliens and our cells split and we became like them? For you see, we are only looking at ourselves and no other life forms that might exist out there. Who knows what lies out there in other faraway places? But our first goal is to rid these beings from our planet, and this may come as a shock to you, but these cells are of a metal liquid, and they can mutate at will. There are murmurs around the hall, and then while the professor is turning his page another question comes from the floor.

Are you insane or what?! What is this so-called metal cell that can mutate at will? Bloody insane if you ask me. We are well equipped with firepower, and we will destroy this so-called mutant, for we are human, and not of some kind of mutant nature! the South African leader tells the professor.

Good point, but there is one problem in it, for you see we are human: eyes, skin and blood, with a bone structure, and that is all we will be. But the guest that have come to rid this planet of all human forms, they can change forms and walk amongst us, and destroy us from within, just like what the Trojan army did with the Trojan horse in Troy.

Then the U.S.A. President Joe Simco taps his microphone and Sir Richard asks him,

Yes, President Simco, what would you like to add to this matter?

Back home in the good old U.S.A., we have started a programme to try and contact these so-called ‘invaders’, by sending out all sorts of welcoming messages to them, in hopes that maybe, just maybe, they might respond.

Then Sir Dawes tells them all,

Gentlemen, we seem to be going around in a circle, let’s leave this matter until morning, and see how our American allies get on with trying to contact them, for a closure on this issue.

Chapter 2

The meeting seems to be going round in circles, with the only outcome being that they do not know what they are dealing with. Just before the meeting is about to close, the professor tells them all,

Mark my word, we had better come up with an answer, for within 24 hours they are going to be on top of us, and God help us if we have not found the answer.

Then Sir Walter Dawes tells them,

Tomorrow we will resume, and just as the professor told us, we have only 24 hours left before they are on top of us, and God help us if we have not found the answer before then. Until 10 am tomorrow, good day, gentlemen. Sir Dawes stops and asks Professor Donald, What are your plans?

Well, first of all, my lab is at the hospital, but I don’t think it will be safe there, so straight away I’m going to set up my lab at home underground, in a bunker that I had built just in case of a nuclear fallout.

You are kidding me, you were not one of these daft people that did that a few years ago, are you?

Well if only you could see Donald’s face at what Sir Dawes has said,

Sorry, Donald, I was out of order, Sir Dawes says while profusely apologising to the professor.

That’s okay, sir, but now it’s payback time, for the money I spent building it. You never know, you yourself might come running when we are being invaded.

Thanks for the offer, but when you have fitted out your lab, what then?

Well, I still have some slides in a frozen state, and I will unfreeze them and see what can stop them.

Well, try your best to come up with an answer for the meeting tomorrow, Donald.

Will do, sir, must dash, I have a lot to accomplish today. The professor leaves Sir Dawes and heads for the hospital to begin to shifting his lab to his home. At the hospital are two lab assistants: James and Thomas. When they are told about the professor’s intentions, they started to pack the lab equipment and machines that the professor would need. They pack them into a hospital van and then the professor asks them both,

Before I leave, I would be obliged if you two would like to stay with me down in the bunker tonight, and help out with my experiments to try and find a way to stop these so-called ‘aliens’. James and Thomas look at each other and nod together at the same time, and they say to the professor,

Count us in, sir! For how would we live knowing that we could have helped our world be rid of these aliens, but sat back and did nothing? No, sir, we to have families to protect, and we will be there for you.

Thanks, lads, come on then let’s get a move on!

They drive off to the professor’s home that is on the outskirts of the city, in a hanger that the professor had built there. In the hanger, there is a lift that leads down to the bunker, and they start to unload the van and start to transfer it down into the bunker. Two hours have passed and the Lab is taking shape, with James testing the machines, once they are set up and plugged in. The professor is setting up the fridge that contains the slides with some of the aliens’ metal cells on them, and his mobile goes off and it is Sir Dawes.

Hello, sir, how can I help?

"Just updating you,