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  >> Static Item >> Short Story >> Sci-fi >> ID #486988  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
shrunken flying alien vampires at large
The origin of a terrestrial pest.
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G'nar looked at Fenez, "If this is successful, our hunger shortage will be ended forever-or at least for the foreseeable future. the breeding experiments that created the dinosaurs worked for a while, but we are just to ravenous. The only solution is to reduce our hunger."

"But G'nar, shouldn't we do more tests? This device you have created, what are the other consequences?"

"We cannot control the females, not that we would really want to, but each brood fills the skies with millions more of us. Soon there will be no more dinosaurs left, I fear it is already to late. Admittedly, many have already left the planet on the ships, seeking new worlds to feed on. There are no ships left for us."

He continued, "If I were to use it on only a few at a time, I would never truly solve the problem. Only a drastic solution will work." With that, G'nar pressed the large orange button on the machine.

The air seemed to shimmer, as some intangible field swept out in all directions, G'nar frowned, though he knew the waste of power to use the wave out in space was needed to make sure everyone was affected. It ballooned out and covered not only the entire earth, but several miles out as well.

Nothing happened.



Then G'nar noticed a pulse, the tent grew larger, though he and Fenez remained normal. He knew that a fraction of his mass, probably less than a tenth of a percent, had just vanished, powering the experiment.

Another pulse, and another, the pulses hit faster and faster, now the only worry was the device stopping in time. He had designed the controls to work no matter the size of the controller, in case there was a mistake. The pulses became a blur, he and Fenez were now the size of mammals, another pulse, and another. Now he and Fenez were as small as insects, and the pulses were not stopping!

He flew up to the controls, and hit the stop button. He didn't know why the computer hadn't stopped it earlier-it was smarter than he was, in pure theory. After he saw it, he regretted hitting the blue button. "Fenez, fly!"

They flew out of the tent as the device absorbed all the energy of the chain reaction. The crater in what is now Mexico would convince human scientists that the extinction of the dinosaurs was caused by a meteor.



For all of that, the experiment was a success. but there were side effects. The removal of large amounts of the cellular matter of the brain had a slow, but final effect on the thinking power of the race. They survived, but not as the sentient race that had flown through space, and settled on this small green rock as the latest colony to breed local animals into food. They became nothing but a nuisance, with a lifespan of around a year.



Fredrick Brown had chosen the common mosquito as the ideal test subject for his growth ray. A living species, but tiny, and not really threatening, because they were not really designed to feed on animals their size. Little did he know that the only bit of intelligence left to this alien race was the memory of dominance, of size. To the point that in distant Alaska, mosquitos tried to breed their way up the size ladder. Every mosquito dreamed of a time, long ago, when they were large enough to rule, and wished for the return of that time...
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