Chapter 2: Lo Que Está Sucediendo!?

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After the Axuklians had landed on the ruined planet, they left their spaceship, along with chloroform gas. Prince Izhitha stood firmly at the top of the spaceship's staircase, commanding behind the army, "Move forward! Move forward! Move forward!"

Their eyes could let them see clearly in the dark, like night vision goggles. They were aliens after all.

As King Skull had ordered, they had to check whether there were survivors. If he was lucky enough, there would be some and they were going to capture them alive for some reason.

"I hear something!" One of the Axuklian Soldier said, "There are survivors, see?"

"Survivors? That's a miracle!" Another soldier replied, "Where?"

"There! On an aircraft's debris," The soldier pointed at some moving figures.

"Use the chemical gas to knock out them first. Capture them and move our spaceship to the aircraft debris. Quick!"

The area was sprayed with chloroform, knocking the humans out one by one.

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~Later on the Axuko Spaceship~

The humans started to blink their eyes open, finding that they were in the same on the debris as before. Still, it was too dark to see clearly.

"Where are we? I was wondering if we could..." Andres paused when he realised all of their arms had been locked up into one with strange chains, or ropes, you can say, before he could manage to blurt out the word "escape".

"Who are they?" Xabi questioned, frowned while spotting a few vague figures behind the dense smoke, "I think we should better run."

"But our hands are all tied up together!" Gerard exclaimed, trying to struggle off the chain, "Won't we trip down..."

"Shh... Not too loud, Geri," Iker interrupted, "Listen, once we stay together, and move to the same direction, we will not easily be tripped down."

"But what if they are tying to save us?" Cesc suggested.

"They are the ones who sprayed Chloroform gas. I saw them too before we were knocked out," Xavi replied. Cesc was clearly too optimistic to be honest.

"So they might probably as well as the ones who tied us all up," Iker stated, "This isn't a good news at all, I supposed, most likely a terrorist attack, and they are holding us as hostages."

"¡Joder!" Sergio muttered beneath his breath as he eyed the captain a look. How could he stay so calm, so tranquil when stating that? How could he hide all his gear inside his whisper, his warning? His thoughts were abrupted when Vicente ordered the teammates to listen to captain, "Look, now we have to do is stay calm and..."

"Planning to escape, eh?" Another sentence was being barged in. This time it was a gigantic figure with his ears shaped like horns and eyes lustered in the dark with crimson red, "Too late."

"He is a devil! We are in hell!" Gerard screamed into Cesc's face.

"Prepare for your punishment, for your idiotic attempt," the gigantic figure smirked, "Free them, and prepare for battle!"

"Yes, Prince Izhitha, your highness!" Thirteen armies of aliens began to surround the debris, rushing towards the footballers. A few awkward seconds later, Silva broke the silence, pointing at the Axuklians, "Who are they? They don't seem like human beings..."

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