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They came at dawn.

For nearly an hour, I've been trying to decide if I should show myself.

Are they real Americans? Or more Tyrussians?

All I know is, if I'm going to fight this war,

I can't do it alone.

David Carter can you hear me? You belong with us.

Major Stark and Sergeant Romar.

And I thought I could trust them.

Unbelieveable!

Major Stark, Colonel Gordon; General Conrad's staff.

I'd like to speak to the General, sir. - So would we.

But it's going to take a real high clearance.

From now on Major, you're reporting to me.

What happened here? - We're kinda short on theories, Colonel.

Care to speculate?

Sir, are you familiar with LightHouse report

MI-8284?

The one about the bones in the Utah cave?

Yes Major,

in fact I was there when General Conrad handed it to the President.

The president? And what was his reaction?

He shared the General's concern about

possible Extraterrestrial activity on Earth.

In that case Colonel, we have something to tell you.

Sergeant Romar and I recently had an..."Encounter".

You might find this a little hard to swallow.

Try me!

Report!

Phase 2 of the invasion plan is proceeding as scheduled, sir.

How soon? - 6 months.

You'll make me wait a long time to punish them.

Not necessarily, sir.

There is the Magnetic launcher.

Recall Sir; that the launcher is based quite close to the Earth,

yet forever hidden from their detection devices.

You have my attention!

Our projectiles will leave no tracking signals and no power trace.

We design a simple trajectory,

and let gravity do the rest.

Excellent, do it.

I didn't know how long, how far I wandered.

Hours, miles, It didn't matter.

The sun was always right on top of me.

I had to contact the Ooshati.

The freedom-fighters loyal to my father.

But the only transmitter was back on Maple Island.

And that meant finding my way

out of a million square miles of kitty litter.

The visions lasted for hours. I saw mom.

Rafe, and my father.

I'd never known how I'd imagine him before.

In my dreams there was never a face,

just a deep voice, I couldn't quite understand. A strong arm around my shoulders.

I tried to tell myself he was there to help me.

To give me the strength and courage to survive.

But if there's one thing I've learned over the past 48 hours,

that some things are never what they seem.

This vision was real.

Stay; easy boy. - He'll kill you.

That's the least of your worries kid.

Come on Blue,

a scrawny thing like him would only make a mouthful.

I've got a Rump Roast in the freezer.

It's yours if you let him go.

Okay, okay, I'll throw in the ground round too!

Thanks, I owe you one.

Huh, you owe me a freezer full of good meat.

Nice glove.

Huh, thought so. Let's go Blue.

You gonna stay here all day?

A tamed Mangler? - I pulled a thorn from his foot, once.

Who are you?

I was a sergeant at Charles when they tried to assassinate Cale-Oosha.

He was my father.

Hmm, so he and that Earthlufa didn't die after all.

Earthlufa? - Yeah, it means Earth woman.

She saved his life. - That was my mother.

So you're an Ooshati? - Ha ha, no way!

I just wasn't about to be any part of an assassination plot, so I went native.

I like it here. Earth people don't ask a lot of questions.

Folks around here call me Doc.

And the Mangler, how does he fit in?

Oh, Blue? He showed up a few weeks later.

Another survivor. Him and me got a business arrangement.

As long as I keep him fed, he keeps me safe.

The Ooshati are still fighting you know. - Without me.

I'm no hero.

Everything was fine till you showed up.

What do you mean? - Ha, do the math kid.

After what happened at the base last night,

a lot of bad guys are going to be looking for you.

I don't want you leading them to me.

Ha! Relax, kid. I'm on your side.

For now.

I need to contact the Ooshati, Doc.

Ain't the time of year for meteor showers.

Are you listening to me? I need one of those comm logs of something. - I got one,

but it hasn't worked in years.

I've have to get back home. You got a phone, Doc?

Nah, Pitchfork is the nearest town, about 2 miles south. They got a phone there.

I'll drop you off when I go for supplies tomorrow.

Then, you're on your own.

I want David Carter's face

on every post office wall from here to California.

His description is being faxed to all state FBI bureaus, right now General.

Congratulations, sir. - Our congratulations too sir.

Thank you all.

May I suggest; Sergeant Romar and I

continue our own search for David Carter, General?

Hold off on that for now Major Stark.

I have more important things for you to do.

Ah, as you wish, sir.

Do you want me to "take care of them"? - No, they might be useful,

and I have something else in mind for your...unique abilities, Lomack.

Something's not right. - You gettin spirit messages now?

No, just the heritage. David Carter is not the enemy. - No one's saying he is Angie.

We just have to let the FBI do their job.

Mr. President! - Major Stark.

You guys were class mates right? Why not go straight to him?

Chain of command, Sergeant. We follow procedure.

David's half alien, the bureau catches him

God knows what they'll do, we gotta find him first.

What do you have in mind?

Well, if I was in his situation, I'd want help.

I'd call my best friend.

Ya, hello? - Jim, it's me David.

David? Wow, you're alive! Where are you, man?

Did you know your house is gone? - Yeah, I nearly went with it!

It's a long story.

Hey, hey, whatever, I'm there for you, you know that.

Thanks, right now I'm stuck in the middle of Utah.

No problem!

My folks will pony up a plane ticket, just tell me where you are.

Thanks man, I knew I could count on you.

Hello?

Hello?

I gotta go Jim. I'll try to call again.

David?

Authorities have now confirmed

that two separate meteors falling near the towns of

Wingsfield, Arkansas and Rulesberg, Indiana,

at least 100 miles apart. There were no injuries,

no heavy property damage was reported.

I gotta go, Doc. - Hey! I wanna see this.

You remember all those people you said were looking for me?

Hold it!

Well, looks like I bagged me an FBI desperado.

Hey, no reason to get rough.

That's my call to make, old man.

How's Blue doin?

Ah, he's still alive. - Son of a gun stood up for me.

All those years, I just thought he cared about the grub.

Pull that truck over, do it now!

He's gaining on us. - What do you want me to do kid, fly?

Turn invisible? This heap didn't even come with air conditioning.

Keep going.

Is Blue okay? - Oh yeah.

Take more than a dose of lead, to nail his ornery hide.

Listen kid, those meteors we saw last night, they both hit near towns.

So?

One meteor I'll buy. Two I won't.

When I was at Charles,

there were plans for a backup operation for the invasion.

A meteor bombardment of Earth.

My God! How can they do that?

As easy as dropping a rock down a well.

They got some kind of undetectable satellite up there,

toss the meteors into orbit,

and let gravity do the rest.

But why shoot for two towns in the middle of nowhere.

Why not take out L.A. or New York?

Oh, give em time, they probably will. Those first two were probably just targeting shots.

Once they get the range, they can drop rocks on us from here to doomsday.

We've got to contact the Ooshati, they're our only hope.

What do you mean we, Earth man? - But we... - I like my life just the way it is.

Even if the Tyrussians do take over, chances are they'll never notice me.

I'm no hero. And I don't intend to die like one.

Fine, I'll do it myself! Gotta get back to Maple Island.

Ahh, I ought to have my head examined for this.

Tinkered this up outta spare parts over the years.

Got it hid behind this hologram.

Figured I might need something faster than that truck some day.

It's yours, if you want it.

I put a few gimmicks on it that might come in handy.

It can do most anything you ask it to. Durn near fly.

I can't take this from you. - Take it!

Like I said, I'm no hero.

But...maybe you are.

How do I start it?

Put the glove of yours on the orb and ask it nicely.

Eh...start?

Yosh!

Thanks, Doc. Hope we run into each other again.

If we do, you still owe me 10 pounds of rump roast.

So long, Blue.

Good luck, kid.

All right, all right, I still got a couple steaks left.

What've you got?

Thanks, right now I'm stuck in the middle of Utah.

No problem!

My folks will pony up a plane ticket, just tell me where you are.

Thanks man, I knew I could count on you.

He's heading back to Glenport. - Good, so are we.

"Things are looking up. "I made a couple of friends".

"Maybe I can find some more".

"One thing for sure, is the war.