FogTown: Alien

A Western town on Earth is the area of an alien-event requiring a wandering/tracking Earth-hunter to serve as a unifying deacon.

A yarn inspired by Cowboys & Aliens. Enjoy, 

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A sleepy Western town would find much regular traffic of everyday cowboys/cowgirls carrying-on in their business and activities and affairs of human traffic and regional sanity and even color. However this isn't a normal story. Follow along!

For a SETI-Weyland space-detection array, there'd been some special regional color for extra spice regarding the detection of an alien-ship ('UFO') which was headed towards this very-same sleepy Western town. They tried to contact the sheriff of the town immediately.

TOWNS-FOLK: We've no account of any such 'sign' of this alien-ship approaching and simply carry-on as if all's well (for now!).

Suddenly, the towns-folk began reporting sightings of a strange circular alien craft circling above their heads in the foggy night-skies of that strange sightings-season in the West/America and were now officially certain that they'd be in for some 'grand' misadventure, and they simply wondered what they should do to offer the proportion-responses.

TOWNS-FOLK: We'll be choreographing our special cowboys/'soldiers' to align themselves with modern guns for diplomacy!

Fortunately, for the Western towns-folk, there'd certainly be a special knighted hero who'd 'cruise' into the scene of the Western town and offer his special 'planetary-tracking' service(s), a pirate named Amlan Satan.

PIRATE-MERCENARY: I've been tracking that strange craft all over North America (now), and I'm here for some Facebook-likes.

The towns-folk didn't what to think/respond, since this eccentric 'Facebook-posting' human Earth-pirate and claimed 'alien-craft' stalker claimed he'd assembled a nifty 'acid-gun' and 'liquid-nitrogen gun' and brought his 'diplomacy' chess-set to the 'targeted' Western town, prepared to engage the 'invader' alien with either weaponized preparedness or diplomatic negotiation chess-play, and this ironically brought a newfound sense of welcomed/surprising human giddiness to the town, since they offered a special 'eccentric' to give them a fightin' chance (ha).

ALIEN: Alright, Amlan Satan, since you've prepped for this uncertain encounter in this 'mercenary' mission, I'll play chess.

SATAN (Amlan): Excellence...invader of no reputable name but reputed/affirmed eerie visage --- I've got the chess-camera(s).

ALIEN: Damn, you've countered my 'hot' queen-knight advances with a rook-bishop double-line balancing array-IQ for cool.

SATAN (Amlan): Ha; as you may've guessed now, all I seek with this 'cool-stalemate' is sovereignty acknowledgement (peace!).

COWGIRL: You've done it, dude (mercenary!); you've wrought a 'stalemate' negotiation with the invader; very impressive.

The job wasn't completed. Satan and his sidekicks put up an electrified fence all around the perimeter of the Western town and explained to the invader-alien he'd/it'd be 'welcome' to become an isolationist-exile permanent resident 'artist' in the town, deep underground and away from all forms of human contact/invasion with this wrought chess-stalemate negotiation power-play delivered by the valiant mercenary (Amlan Satan). The alien conceded; it was a 'micro-miracle' for Earth.

ALIEN: I've no intention to 'toy' with your acid-guns and ice-revolvers of the modern West with chess-satisfaction; resigning.

COWGIRL: What'd you make of this smalltown Western celebration, Satan (mercenary)?

AMLAN SATAN: I've fallen...in love, cowgirl of Earth.

This minor miracle and celebration with the staved-off alien-visit of eerie proportion in the West/America signaled the 'secret' treaty between the silent towns-folk and the Martian (it was determined the eerie 'insect-dragon' being was indeed from the Martian underground!) merited a special 'haven-lights' toast in the town itself...with Amlan Satan agreeing to remain as its 'crowned' sheriff and perhaps future beau of the cowgirl who'd offered him that special warm-drink of congratulatory chess-dressing (ha!).

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