The Eyes Have It (standard:science fiction, 690 words)
Author: pjlawton	Added: Nov 22 2003	Views/Reads: 3320/0	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A human and an Alien face off on a deserted outpost. Is the Alien truthful? Its all in the Eyes.

The Eyes Have It 

By 

P.J. Lawton 

“So, all of it was just a lie?” He looked closely at the alien's eye
waiting for an answer. It was widely known that when the aliens lied, 
the color of their eye changed from green to blue. 

“I'm afraid that's true,” the alien said.  The eye stayed a bright
green. 

“So, what happens now?” 

“I'm not sure what you mean.” 

“We can't just sit here forever. Something has got to give.” 

They had literally stumbled on each other the day before. A massive sand
storm had been blowing and visibility was near zero. Attempting to find 
shelter they had both enter the passage at just the same instant. 

Now, almost 24 hours later they sat, weapons trained on each other,
neither wishing to make the first move or trusting the other not too. 
For the past several hours they had been discussing their situation. 

His government had reported that the aliens had been completely and
utterly defeated and exterminated. The big fellow sitting across from 
him with his shiny green eye completely shattered that tale. The alien 
had told him that they had simply withdrawn to regain their strength. 
They would be back and soon more powerful than ever. 

“So, you were sent here to scout for a possible forward base. So was I.”
The little asteroid on which they were sitting was way forward, at the 
edge of what had been the neutral zone. “I wondered why we would need a 
forward listening base when the war was over. But I'm a soldier and I 
go where I'm told.” 

The alien sat in a relaxed position, his weapon down but at the ready.
“Yes, I too simply follow orders. I have been away from home for over 2 
years. I miss my family greatly.” 

“Family huh, funny, I never thought of aliens having families.” 

“Oh yes, you see we are not all that different than you.” 

“Yeah, I guess you're not at that.” Even though he knew he shouldn't, he
found that he was beginning to form a bond with the alien. He knew they 
couldn't be trusted but this guy wasn't so bad. 

Wanting to keep a friendly dialog going he said. “My supply situation is
a little troubling. When the scout ship dropped me off they dumped my 
supply pack down a steep ravine. So far I haven't been able to locate 
it and the stupid sand storm didn't help matters.” 

The friendly alien's green eye shone brightly as he replied. “I also
have supply problems. As I attempted to land, the sand storm struck 
with such fury that my ship crashed. I was barely able to escape with 
my life.” 

“So, it looks as though we are in the same situation huh? Maybe we
should call a truce and work together. If you help me, we should be 
able to find my supplies. I have enough food for both of us, at least 
for a few days. My scout ship will hopefully be back by then.” 

“I believe that it could be to our mutual advantage to work together.”
He didn't notice but the alien's eye was not quite as green as before. 

For the next few minutes they discussed how they might best work
together for their mutual benefit. 

Through his one large eye the alien noticed how healthy the human
looked. Obviously the human didn't know that his system could not 
tolerate the pasty substance the humans called food. On the other hand, 
others of his race had said that the humans were rather tasty, a little 
stringy but tasty never the less. One that size should last quite some 
time, at least until his relief force arrived. The human was again 
talking. 

“Great, the storm has passed. If you are in agreement, lets put our
weapons down now and work together.” 

“Yes,” said the alien. 

“On the count of three we lower our weapons. “One, Two, Three.”  At
three he lowered his weapon and glanced toward the alien. The last 
thing he saw was that the alien's eye had turned a bright shiny blue. 

End 


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