Jill has a Plan
My name is Jill Tiny
chapter 9
by
copier
· original author:
rainman1131
Jerome, Jill and April were huddled together on the table. All through Chris and Sara's ordeal, they had been quietly talking amongst themselves.
"Is the plan clear, guys?" whispered Jill.
Jerome and April nodded, both looking a little nervous.
Jill smiled, them hugged them both to her. "It's going to be okay, guys. It's our best chance. Ready, Jerome?"
The black boy nodded. "I'll give you as much time as I can."
He glanced up at the aliens. "Hey, uglies!" Jerome shouted. "Come and get me!" The slim, muscular boy then sprinted for the back of the table, dodging around a rack of test tubes, and hiding behind them.
"What the Hell is the dark one doing?" asked Lisa, annoyed. She lowered the hand containing Chris. "You'd better get him, Doctor. He's behind the test tubes."
"Yes, I saw him," Roger replied, reaching for the test tube rack. When he pulled it up, however, Jerome was nowhere to be seen. "Where did he get to?"
"He must be there somewhere," replied Lisa. "Here, I'll help you look." For the next few moments, the two aliens searched around the table top, moving around instruments and books, trying to find tiny Jerome. They each still held a tiny teen carelessly in one hand.
Meanwhile, Sara and April had moved to the front of the table, where Roger had left the laser tool. The tiny girls knelt down next to the gleaming metal cylinder, examining it quickly.
"It looks like there's three settings on this thing," Jill whispered, lightly fingering a set of three buttons set into the side of the laser weapon. "Any ideas, April?"
The pretty brunette nodded. "I was watching when he used it... on Jason." There was a catch in her throat, then she continued. "The bottom setting was for light cutting, like clothes or skin. The second one sliced right through bone. My guess is, for these biggies, we want the third setting."
Jill returned the nod. "Sounds good, April. Ready?" Jill picked up the rear end of the laser, the end with the setting buttons.
"Let's do it," replied April, lifting the front half of the laser, careful not to get too close to the lethal tip.
"There he is!" shouted Roger triumphantly, as he reached behind a stack of books. "You'll be punished for this, dark boy."
"Now!" whispered Jill.
The two tiny girls charged forward with the laser held in front of them like a battering ram. Roger caught the movement out of the corner of his eye, and turned in time to see the tiny girl's standing near his wrist, the one that still held the struggling Sara. They pointed the laser at his wrist.
"What the...?" was all the giant alien had a chance to say, before the thin red line of the laser shot out and traced a band across his wrist. The beam was slightly thicker than it had been before, and it sliced a neat, red line that traced quickly through the giant's wrist. The hand holding Sara fell neatly away from the wrist, exposing a stub of red muscle and white bone, it's smooth surface instantly cauterized.
The alien's scream began as high and womanish, and ended in a guttural groaning that chilled Jill to her very soul; it was an inhuman sound, like something from a nightmare. Jill watched in horror as the disembodied hand on the table began to shimmer, then change into a scaly, green appendage, the fingers tipped with a set of chitinous, razor-sharp claws. Sara, free at last from the alien's grasp, rolled out of the hand, and onto the table, running to stand behind Jill and April.
"Kill them!" screamed Roger, as he fell back onto the floor, still shrieking in agony, and clutching his hand-less stump. "Kill them all for their treachery!"
Lisa stepped back carefully from the table, presumably out of the laser's range. "Don't worry, Roger. They'll pay. But for right now, I'll just call security, and get a med-tech down here." She stared down at the tiny girls, who still held the laser, pointing it up at Lisa. Jerome had stepped out from his hiding place.
"Very clever, little ones," the large woman said, nodding. "But you must learn that you cannot disobey us. You must be punished, and I'm afraid it is your little friend here who will pay." Lisa raised the struggling Chris to her face, bringing his face against her huge, soft lips. "Naughty, naughty," she cooed to the little boy.
Then she calmly bit his head off.
As she pulled the decapitated body away from her face, bright, arterial blood gouted out onto the front of her lab coat. The little arms and legs sticking out of Lisa's fist jerked spasmodically, slapping briefly at the fingers. Then, the body was still. Crimson drops dripped down onto the white metal table top.
Sara let loose a piercing scream.
"Oh, my God," breathed Jill, feeling sick.
"Jesus," whispered April.
Lisa was chewing loudly, crunching the tiny head between her teeth. The four remaining teens could hear the muffled cracking as the female alien chewed up their friend's head. Finally, Lisa swallowed. She ran her thick, pink tongue around her full lips. "Mmmm. Tastes like chicken," she said, grinning.
"You bitch!" yelled Jason, as he ran across the table top in the giant female's direction.
Still grinning, Lisa reached forward, meaning to snatch Jerome up in her hand.
Jill and April charged forward with the laser, placing themselves between Jerome and the giantess. "Back off, you sick bitch," growled Jill between gritted teeth.
Lisa pulled back her hand, then shook her head. "You don't stand a chance, you know." She tossed Chris' corpse carelessly into a garbage can. "You're completely helpless against us."
April tilted her head toward the man still writhing in agony on the floor, a grim smile on her pretty, young face. "Tell that to that whiny bitch on the floor, you titanic twat."
Lisa frowned. "We'll see, tiny." The giant woman pushed at a metal tab on the chest of her lab coat. "Send a security squad and a med-tech down to Lab C-3. Tiny hostiles loose."
"Affirm that, Lab C-3," said a male voice from Lisa's communicator bud. "Five minutes."
Jerome turned to the two girls, raising his hands. "I'm assuming this plan had a Part Two?"
The teens then...
"Is the plan clear, guys?" whispered Jill.
Jerome and April nodded, both looking a little nervous.
Jill smiled, them hugged them both to her. "It's going to be okay, guys. It's our best chance. Ready, Jerome?"
The black boy nodded. "I'll give you as much time as I can."
He glanced up at the aliens. "Hey, uglies!" Jerome shouted. "Come and get me!" The slim, muscular boy then sprinted for the back of the table, dodging around a rack of test tubes, and hiding behind them.
"What the Hell is the dark one doing?" asked Lisa, annoyed. She lowered the hand containing Chris. "You'd better get him, Doctor. He's behind the test tubes."
"Yes, I saw him," Roger replied, reaching for the test tube rack. When he pulled it up, however, Jerome was nowhere to be seen. "Where did he get to?"
"He must be there somewhere," replied Lisa. "Here, I'll help you look." For the next few moments, the two aliens searched around the table top, moving around instruments and books, trying to find tiny Jerome. They each still held a tiny teen carelessly in one hand.
Meanwhile, Sara and April had moved to the front of the table, where Roger had left the laser tool. The tiny girls knelt down next to the gleaming metal cylinder, examining it quickly.
"It looks like there's three settings on this thing," Jill whispered, lightly fingering a set of three buttons set into the side of the laser weapon. "Any ideas, April?"
The pretty brunette nodded. "I was watching when he used it... on Jason." There was a catch in her throat, then she continued. "The bottom setting was for light cutting, like clothes or skin. The second one sliced right through bone. My guess is, for these biggies, we want the third setting."
Jill returned the nod. "Sounds good, April. Ready?" Jill picked up the rear end of the laser, the end with the setting buttons.
"Let's do it," replied April, lifting the front half of the laser, careful not to get too close to the lethal tip.
"There he is!" shouted Roger triumphantly, as he reached behind a stack of books. "You'll be punished for this, dark boy."
"Now!" whispered Jill.
The two tiny girls charged forward with the laser held in front of them like a battering ram. Roger caught the movement out of the corner of his eye, and turned in time to see the tiny girl's standing near his wrist, the one that still held the struggling Sara. They pointed the laser at his wrist.
"What the...?" was all the giant alien had a chance to say, before the thin red line of the laser shot out and traced a band across his wrist. The beam was slightly thicker than it had been before, and it sliced a neat, red line that traced quickly through the giant's wrist. The hand holding Sara fell neatly away from the wrist, exposing a stub of red muscle and white bone, it's smooth surface instantly cauterized.
The alien's scream began as high and womanish, and ended in a guttural groaning that chilled Jill to her very soul; it was an inhuman sound, like something from a nightmare. Jill watched in horror as the disembodied hand on the table began to shimmer, then change into a scaly, green appendage, the fingers tipped with a set of chitinous, razor-sharp claws. Sara, free at last from the alien's grasp, rolled out of the hand, and onto the table, running to stand behind Jill and April.
"Kill them!" screamed Roger, as he fell back onto the floor, still shrieking in agony, and clutching his hand-less stump. "Kill them all for their treachery!"
Lisa stepped back carefully from the table, presumably out of the laser's range. "Don't worry, Roger. They'll pay. But for right now, I'll just call security, and get a med-tech down here." She stared down at the tiny girls, who still held the laser, pointing it up at Lisa. Jerome had stepped out from his hiding place.
"Very clever, little ones," the large woman said, nodding. "But you must learn that you cannot disobey us. You must be punished, and I'm afraid it is your little friend here who will pay." Lisa raised the struggling Chris to her face, bringing his face against her huge, soft lips. "Naughty, naughty," she cooed to the little boy.
Then she calmly bit his head off.
As she pulled the decapitated body away from her face, bright, arterial blood gouted out onto the front of her lab coat. The little arms and legs sticking out of Lisa's fist jerked spasmodically, slapping briefly at the fingers. Then, the body was still. Crimson drops dripped down onto the white metal table top.
Sara let loose a piercing scream.
"Oh, my God," breathed Jill, feeling sick.
"Jesus," whispered April.
Lisa was chewing loudly, crunching the tiny head between her teeth. The four remaining teens could hear the muffled cracking as the female alien chewed up their friend's head. Finally, Lisa swallowed. She ran her thick, pink tongue around her full lips. "Mmmm. Tastes like chicken," she said, grinning.
"You bitch!" yelled Jason, as he ran across the table top in the giant female's direction.
Still grinning, Lisa reached forward, meaning to snatch Jerome up in her hand.
Jill and April charged forward with the laser, placing themselves between Jerome and the giantess. "Back off, you sick bitch," growled Jill between gritted teeth.
Lisa pulled back her hand, then shook her head. "You don't stand a chance, you know." She tossed Chris' corpse carelessly into a garbage can. "You're completely helpless against us."
April tilted her head toward the man still writhing in agony on the floor, a grim smile on her pretty, young face. "Tell that to that whiny bitch on the floor, you titanic twat."
Lisa frowned. "We'll see, tiny." The giant woman pushed at a metal tab on the chest of her lab coat. "Send a security squad and a med-tech down to Lab C-3. Tiny hostiles loose."
"Affirm that, Lab C-3," said a male voice from Lisa's communicator bud. "Five minutes."
Jerome turned to the two girls, raising his hands. "I'm assuming this plan had a Part Two?"
The teens then...
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