Prologue

He felt a light breeze as he walked along the brightly lit streets of Toronto. Kayden missed the country area he had grown up in for one specific reason because he could sit in the open fields in the night air. He could count the millions of stars that contained hope and, possibilities. With the extremely bright lights of Toronto stars were no longer visible. This distracted people from finding the truth behind the stars.

Chapter 1

Kayden's digital alarm clock lay crooked on the shelf set for 10:00am. Though there was little need for the alarm this morning as something small and, fluffy lay across his neck. He woke up and almost had a heart failure assuming, some rabid animal had broken in his apartment. Kayden jumped quite harshly and, was half right.

"I almost just flung you off the bed and, you're still staring at me." Kayden muttered to his 3 pound lop eared rabbit. He thought about how much the bunny had probably pooped on his bed too while he was sleeping. The alarm clock now read 8:30am.

Soon Kayden realized that Poki's cage lid was left open the night before. Poki decided sticking his red and white haired face in his owner’s neck again would achieve him getting food.  Kayden began walking towards the bag of kibble. As he walked he wiped his messy mid-length curly brown hair out of his face.

Poki bugged Kayden until he played fetch with him. After the intense game of fetch he started searching for his spare change.

Kayden lived in Scarborough which was just outside Toronto. Meaning he had to take the Go Train to get to downtown Toronto.  He was just about to walk out the door when he sighed in exasperation almost forgetting his glasses.

"Why did he have to remember? The only useful thing they did was make his very light brown eyes look enormous thought Kayden. Well and, not get a hit by cars, vision always helped while walking in downtown Toronto answered his smart ass of a conscious.”

Kayden very often did forget his glasses though "by accident he kept telling himself".

He was just barely making his train after a solid 5 minute sprint through the parking lot. Everyone Kayden saw today appeared to be in a quiet kind of mood. This was odd as Scarborough and, Toronto normally are loud social cities. As the go train came to a halt he headed for the doors. However Kayden had completely missed the steps off the train and, found him-self laying face first on the platform. Hoisting his skinny frame of a body back to his feet and blushing he headed out of the station. Kayden was extremely klutzy often tripping over things and losing his balance. He felt rather pathetic when he tripped over stupid things in public.

It was quite a windy morning as he was heading along a street towards a small coffee shop. He felt the warmth flow into his body as he opened the door of the shop. Everyone's nose appeared to be buried in the Toronto Star the top newspaper in Toronto. He assumed there must have been some damn good piece of gossip in there today. He ordered a tea latte and, managed to get it to the table without spilling it. He began Looking out the window at autumn leaves that had blown on to the side walk as he drifted away into thought. Kayden pictured girls with red and light brown hair the colours of the crisp leaves outside.

Then he thought to himself almost out loud. "Women were like tea lattes; warm for a few minutes until, you saw the white foaming emotions trying to drown you. Underneath lay liquid with too much added sugar to hide the real bitter flavor. Yet you always are addicted to the taste and energy they bring so, you spend money on at least one or two a day. No matter how hard you try to say you could live without them it simply is not fathomable."

Now that Kayden had analyzed his beverage as women he wasn’t sure he wanted to drink it now. He really hoped he didn't accidently say it out loud as he nervously began to look over his shoulder to check for dirty looks. Not seeing any he did however see something eye catching. A copy of The Toronto Star with an article headlined "Not completely alone". He couldn't tell what the picture on the cover was, it was blurry. Curiosity now compelling him he he swiped the newspaper from the abandoned table. The picture at first glance only appeared to be scrap pieces of metal. He took a second glance and, now he saw it.

"Not Completely Alone"

By David Stone

On September 21st 2013 at 4:30am reports of large scrap metal pieces were found in the Algonquin area. One apparent witness left a statement in a small note pad on the scene.

"Hiking the trails I noticed something strange in one of the darker areas of the forest. At first glance it was very un-recognizable but, it was a foggy day too.  When I took a closer look the object appears to be a long cylinder shape and, have 2 small pieces that look like they could be wings” quoted from note book of Ballinda Vallentine page 1.

Other features Ballinda described in the note pad were: “The metal object had a large opening almost like a door. Up close it almost looks like it could've been a high tech vehicle or aircraft. I went to peek inside I immediately saw broken wires covering the floor noted. I also noticed several broken computer screens and a stench that smelt like rotting food. What really made me suspect it was an unknown aircraft is because one of the broken screens had what looked like an Ariel map on it.”

Suspecting there may have even been a living being in the odd cylinder object Ballinda contacted police. No police showed up though as they had been told by higher authority not to assist. The Canadian government publicly states there was no incident whatsoever and, that the so called witness was a rebellion of the government. Police were warranted that night to arrest Ballinda Valentine for attempting to purposely waste authorities man power. Ballinda was rumored to have to returned to the cylinder the night of her arrest. According to police she was attempting to check what appeared to be the only working computer until she saw the police behind her. No one has found the remains of the metal cylinder object or Ballinda. Reporters only found a single picture from a camera and, Ballinda's notebook. Rumors have it though a unidentified young woman was spotted in the area an hour SMACK!!!

To Kaydens horror a women just behind him smacked him in the head with a newspaper.

    The side of Kayden’s slightly tan face now had a fresh red mark shining on it. Glasses a skew, Kayden turned around slightly surprised to see a familiar face.

    Wisps of dark amber hair slightly covered her milk browns eyes, which began to soften in recognition.

            “Oh, it’s you” she said in her low rough voice. She smiled maliciously at him out of her pale lips waiting for a response.

            “Always great to see you too, Carrie” Kayden said back. He should’ve known it was her. “Who else did he always happen to run into on a daily basis in Toronto?” he asked himself sarcastically.   

    They both laughed and she joined him at the table sitting across from him. Carrie was a life-long friend of Kayden’s, who had recently moved to Toronto. Kayden wasn’t surprised that Carrie smacked him with a newspaper. Carrie could be fun, playful, violent or, take my stuff and I will kill you violent.

    Carrie attempted to stretch her arms but forgot she was wearing a leather jacket.  Sighing, she took off the jacket and stretched out across the table.  “So, any interesting articles in there” she said sounding mildly amused.

    “Not like you haven’t read it. Half of Toronto seems to have read it this morning” he said raising his eyebrow.

    “I would’ve really liked to have finished the article too, if you hadn’t so rudely interrupted my morning coffee.” He said pretending to sound sophisticated as he shook his head in disapproval at her.

     “I did you a favor as it had a crappy ending” Carrie replied smiling lamely. I just wanted to know if you got to read about the space girl. You need to find yourself a girlfriend,  it’s been what 10 years now. She might make you see stars and moons.” Kayden started to laugh.

    Curiosity did start to form in his mind though. Kayden’s mind now began to fill with thoughts about this “Alien/Space girl”. One of the only things Carrie and him disagreed on was life above earth. Carrie was a firm believer that scientifically there was no possibility for life on other planets. Kayden never believed in the stereotypical alien with big head, big eyes, green, will someday take over the earth. He always had a sense that something else was living up above. He just knew that even if it were only little radioactive bunnies, and telekinetic cats floating around it was simply unthinkable to believe life on earth was the only intelligence in the universe. Kayden always thought about the distant things in life.

    He didn’t want an argument but, like always Carrie could read his thoughts off his face like a book.

     "You don’t honestly believe that crap do you?” Carrie asked in disbelief.

    “Well I just don’t see why someone would go out of their way to…” he started to say.

    Why someone would go out of their way to report seeing a UFO and, an alien.” Carrie finished.

      "Yes…” He said meekly.

     "There is a journalist who has found a story that could make it look there’s some great phenomenon happening. It’s got that touch of slight believability and, realism when that stupid girl tried to go inside a damn of piece of fallen metal.” Carrie said in a dangerous don’t question my argument kind of tone.

    He painted his confused innocent look on his face. She changed the topic but, Kayden’s thoughts were still stuck on this girl from space.

    “How does this girl look? She has to stick out. Being from somewhere with a complete different atmosphere and freezing temperature, he had a more icy image of her in his head. A beautiful ice queen with long shards of ice hanging from her hair….no, it was too fantasy looking. In order to survive here, she’d have to adapt her appearance. Society was all about appearance nowadays. Anything that appears unique or different gets thrown out on their ass.”

    Now Kayden had begun starring out the window at people passing by.

    “Brown hair, and short skirts, girls are freezing their but off to try and show off their legs. Purple hair, red eyes, punk girls wearing colored contacts. Tourist women, cross dressed women, business women, and a small girl with long black hair, he got a glimpse of. None seemed to strike him as abnormal. ” Kayden suddenly heard Carrie’s voice she had been talking for the last 10 minutes.

    “So, when are you heading to work?” Carrie repeated to him.

      He suddenly remembered he had to work today at 12, in Toys R Us.  Kayden had gone to school for woodworking and design, but had been unsuccessful in finding a job in his field. He didn’t complain about his job now though he loved being surrounded by toys all day and didn’t half mind kids. The best part of the job was he got 50% off on Star Wars and Lord of the Rings Lego. Along with several other top of the line products like Nerf Guns, Pokemon Cards, and limited addition Action Figures, which he bought for “his nephew” obviously!

    â€‹Kayden looked at his watch realizing it was 11:30. He said goodbye to Carrie and began to quickly walk to work. He arrived at work fully dressed in uniform 5 minutes early. Kayden’s manager proceeded to yell at him anyways for not being 20 minutes early. As today a group of morons, as his boss described it, had decided they would test out the children’s play set.

    â€‹Kayden walked over to see a circle of boys with a broken slide in front of them. It was very odd as young girl seemed to be sitting on the remains of a broken slide, ment for children. His first assumption was that she was homeless based on her appearence. 

    Her long black hair covered her eyes so he couldn’t tell much of her expression. Kayden thought it was very likely the boys had pushed her and were laughing at her scruffy and beaten appearance. Her light blue dress was stained and ripped and she wasn’t wearing any shoes. She was also shaking rather feebly either out of fear or cold.

     One of guys in the circle began to drag the girl up by her arm. Even though he was a 100 pounds smaller than all the guys in the circle, Kayden saw no other choice but to intervene.

A/N: sorry about the delay in posting this chapter me and my computer had a battle, but I hope you all enjoy Chapter 2

`The X Files Lover :)