My name is Alessandro Mars and I lived most of my life being a normal teenager, except for the fact that I had superhuman qualities,  other than that I am a sixteen year old chef at Positanoś Ristorante that doesn’t pay me much because of the amount of waiters, chefs, and entertainment.  I try fitting in the world but it just does not accept me so most of the times I look into my telescope studying the stars, skies and more.  I try to stay out of trouble but no matter what I keep rolling back in like a tumbleweed within a windy desert that is inside a tornado.  But a few days ago, I was the smallest tumbleweed in the biggest tornado.  

 

It all started when I came back from the American School of Milan only to find my parents fighting again.   Exhausted, I slouched my way up the stairs and got knocked out the moment I got on my bed.  A few hours later mi madre  called me for dinner.  Dinner was the worst part of the day because that is when my parents fought the most.

 

“Leonardo is it my fault that you are not doing your job correctly?!” My mother shrieked.

 

“Yes because you are teaching me wrong Angeline!”shouted back my father.

 

Both my parents  are college professors at the University of Bologna.  My dad started recently after he served in the army.  My  mom gave tips to him whenever she had the chance.  I had to agree with dad because she is really  bad at teaching so I did not know why she was a teacher in the first place.  I guess it is because of her looks as my dad says, but I beg to differ.  I tried to wolf down my dinner so that I could finish a science project and get away from the fight but my parents being who they are saw me from a different point of view

 

“Got to work the late shift?” Asked my father.

 

“No I have a science project on our solar system,” I replied back.

 

I usually say that I have a major project whenever they ask me questions after fighting.  It just sounds weird.  It is not a lie.  I actually have a project to do on our solar system about how the sun is so strong and how it can produce fire for a science renaissance.  Although sometimes I say that for a lie when I just do not want to be around them.  Of course again my parents being parents, they did not believe me. My mother observed me for a moment.“You are lying!” My mother said as she gave me a hairy eyeball.

 

“No I am not.” I replied back.

“You lie!” My dad exclaimed.

 

“ I’m not lying , you cannot even tell if I a lying or not because you cannot tell a watermelon from a cantaloupe!”  I shot back.

 

“Alessandro Albert Isaac Louis Mars do not talk to your father like that!”exclaimed my mother.

 

I didn’t know whether to be angry because my mother named  me after four scientists which I individually do not like, or because she took my father’s side.  I got really tense after that and my veins popped out.

 

“You´re the one who told me to stand up to my father one day!”I said while pointing back to my mother’s pale face.

 

My dad was shocked.  ¨Wha…huh?  Why would you do that?¨ scolded my father.

 

My mother´s face was out of colors.  She fell down with a big thud,  and she fainted.  “See what you did? ”replied my dad

 

 I was scared, and got my jacket from the stair arms.  “Sorry, but it was all you dad, tu inculpando pazzo” | mumbled as I ran out of the house.

 

I ran as fast as I could to the boat dock ready to leave for good because I might have actually killed someone by accident, and that was when I met him.  He turned around.  He was creepy looking and really tall.  I looked at his suit and it said Capt. Tory.

 

¨Eh little boy, no boats at this time,¨ he said in a scottish accent.

 

I replied back, “Sir you don’t understand, if you were in my shoes, you would want to get in a schooner too.” I shot back.

 

“Well maybe I could?” replied Tory.

 

He picked me up and he swung his lantern three times and slowly a schooner appeared.  It was the Orianda.  Tory threw me on the schooner.

 

“What are you doing?” I asked.

 

“Well you said if I could live in your shoes and I can.  You see, we morphers can take over human or alien bodies so we have a place to live. You might be asking why earth?  Well that is because how do you humans say this… Earth is the only place that is alive.  You can live on it for years while we rot in giorno del giudizio universale everyday.” Tory answered.

 

I´ve heard of morphers, their planets called The Subverted one.  Their planet was ugly hadn´t much air, is a dwarf planet, crumbled up, with 100,000 living creatures and more growing everyday.  But still it is not fair in human´s point of view for aliens to invade earth.  That has happened from Pluto aliens to Mars and it was ugly.  Tory was about to ¨abduct¨ me if that is the right word for it, when I made a roundhouse kick.  It was good he did not tie me up then I would be dead meat.  Tory then fainted and I got off the boat. I turned around only to see Tory´s alien rotting.  I ran back home thinking what happened to the real Tory.  Maybe Tory had died or, or… I decided not to think back to it and instead I went home.
My mother was alive and I was relieved that I did not kill anyone, I went to my room staring into the moonlit sky, wondering if there were any other kinds of races that targeted our earth as I looked into my telescope  at Mars.  I soon fell asleep after that.   Then the next morning little did I know I made the biggest mistake in human history.