Good Aliens verses Bad Aliens
I’ve always wanted to meet aliens. Real aliens from another planet. But as I get older, (and after watching several episodes of Ancient Aliens on the History Channel, and going to a lecture by a real life contactee) I’m not so sure I want them to show up in my lifetime, or even at all.
Sure they could befriend us, or even teach us advanced technology, but they could also want to control us, steal our planet, or ignite natural disasters. They could probe us with their strange experimentations, or change us into pod people.
Do I really want to take the risk that aliens will be good and not evil?
For fun, I’ve come up with movies that portray aliens in both veins.
Let’s talk about the movies with “good” aliens first:
1. E.T. – Although E.T. scared the heebeegeebees out of me, I knew deep down he was a good alien. He helped the kids out and healed them, and all he really wanted was to go home. So yes, I’d meet him if I could help him out. As long as he doesn’t appear in my closet one night!
2. The Last Starfighter- Who wouldn’t want to win a video game and be recruited to fight an intergalactic war? Centauri was the best. He looked like an average old man, but when you checked the rear view mirror, he was actually an alien recruiter in disguise. A good alien, to be exact, one that believed in Alex’s abilities. I’d shake Centauri’s hand any day.
3. Enemy Mine – Even though the alien was the enemy in the beginning of this movie, I was touched by how he developed a friendship with Willis (Dennis Quaid). Willis loved him so much, he raised the alien’s son as his own. I’d play a game of football with this alien boy any time.
4. Starman- (With the famous Jeff Bridges). I loved this romantic sci fi movie! Not only did the Starman befriend and love Jenny, he also provided her with an unborn son with the DNA of her long dead husband. How cool is that? Yeah, I wouldn’t be afraid of the Starman.
Okay, now for the baddies:
1. Alien/Aliens- Probably the worst and nastiest of the aliens in the movies, EVER. I would never want to meet one of these guys. This movie gave me nightmares growing up, yet I watched it over and over again! (Go, Ripley!)
2. Invasion of the Body Snatchers- This movie made me think. The alien pods created a society of people without emotions, and as a flute teacher, my job would probably be obsolete. That’s the scariest thing of all!
3. Predator- When the hunter becomes the hunted! Only Arnold can beat these guys. Not only are they more technologically advanced, but they are bigger and stronger (but not prettier) than us. And all they want to do is save our skulls for their alien ship mantle. No way. If real aliens are anything like these guys, than stay away!
4. Mars Attacks- My favorite part of this movie was when they had an announcement saying they came in peace going as they blasted everyone to smithereens. These aliens were only out to conquer, and they had no concern for human life.
In conclusion, if there really are aliens out there, would you take the risk to meet them?
Honey Bee Promotions Presents Aubrie Dionne
Aubrie Dionne is an author and flutist in New England. After reaching a high point in her flutist career Aubrie decided to pursue other creative passions.
“I’d always loved writing and reading fantasy/sci fi books ever since I was little but I always pushed it aside for flute. I felt like I needed to explore more of my interests in life. Ever since I started writing, I couldn’t stop! I use what I’ve learned about craft, diligence, structure, from my flute playing. It’s exciting to start a new discipline and have no idea where my boundaries are: how far I can go with it, how good I can get.”
Aubrie is represented by Dawn Dowdle of Blue Ridge Literary Agency. Her short stories have been featured in Mindflights, Niteblade, Silver Blade, Emerald Tales, Aurora Wolf, A Fly in Amer, Moon Drenched Fables and various anthologies.
Her books are published by Entangled Publishing, Lyrical Press, Gypsy Shadow Publishing, and Wyvern Publications.
Tundra 37 Blurb
Gemme is a hi-tech matchmaker who pairs the next generation of Lifers aboard the Expedition, a deep space transport vessel destined for Paradise 18. When the identity of her lifemate pops up on her screen, she’s shocked that he’s the achingly gorgeous and highly sought after Lieutenant Miles Brentwood—a man oblivious to her existence. Believing everyone will think she contrived the match, she erases it from the computer’s memory.
Just as comets pummel the ship and destroy the pairing system forever.
With the Expedition disabled, the colonists must crash land on the barren ice world of Tundra 37 where Gemme is reassigned to an exploratory mission, led by Lieutenant Brentwood. Only in the frozen tundra does she understand the shape of his heart and why the computer has entwined their destinies.
I’m losing her.
Abysme guides the vessel in silence, her blind eyes rolling as she senses our course, two hundred years away from Paradise 18. She’s scattered her thoughts among the stars, and her mind drifts farther from the sister I once knew. I fear the machine has engulfed her individuality. She’s forgotten the meaning of our goal, the oath we took three centuries ago. Most of all, she’s forgotten me, creating an emptiness inside me more profound than the desolation surrounding us.
If I had my arms, I’d reach out to comfort her and usher her back from the black abyss spread before us. As children, I kept her alive through the destruction, signing us up for the Expedition and winning two tickets off Old Earth before it succumbed to hell. But can I save her now?
I send impulses through my brainwaves and into the ship. Bysme, do you hear me?
Unlike her, I have one operating eye and can see the control chamber we hang from. Twisting my head, I search her features. Her skeletal face twitches. She writhes and the wires holding her in place stretch taut. I wonder what I’ve done to us, the shock of our disembodiment jolting me. Every input hole drilled into my skull snakes with activity. The ship surges through me, a vast intranet of information, names, status charts, and infinite trajectories. If I couldn’t feel the cold, regulated air on the remnants of my torso, I’d be lost in the machine too. I remind myself of our mission and the perseverance flows into my veins.
She doesn’t respond and the fear wells up from within me. Can I guide the ship alone? I realize I’ve left her at the helm for too long while I drifted into memories.
Status of Beta Prime? Bysme speaks in monotone computer speech as she turns to the corner of the main control deck where the orb glistens, tempting us with the mysteries hidden in the cosmic swirls within its core. Sometimes, I wish we’d blasted the ball off the hull after its tendrils attached to the outer frame instead of recovering it for study. We’ve guarded it for so long, Project Beta Prime has become part of us, yet we’re further than ever from unlocking its secrets. All I know is the insistence of my memories, like ghosts that refused to be ignored.
Unchanged. The weight of my voice in our mindspeak reflects my disappointment. Like everything else.
Bysme falls silent, and I scan the systems searching for answers that aren’t there.