How Yllus the king ruled the world

There once lived an almighty king named Yllus, which is Sully backwards. He ruled the whole world, which was a very excruciating job. He had to make sure that U.S.A was not trying to steal any land from Canada, and that Africa was not trying to take over Mexico, and so on. Yllus had an army of five-hundred cats, each which razor sharp claws and titanium armor. If a country refused to listen to Yllus, and challenged him to a war, Yllus would simply command his cats to attack the country, but Yllus was merciful. He didn’t kill people. The cats would just order the country up, and the president of that country would be so scared, he would forget his/her anger and back down. Then Yllus would call his cats back. It was the year 5067, and humans were just starting to make colonies on Pluto. Year by year, the humans conquered each planet. The moon was first, since it was so close to the earth. Then Mars, then Neptune, then Uranus, etc. Humans had even started to live on the sun! It may seem all science fiction, but Yllus had used several heat resistant glass sheets, which were about a half mile thick, and placed it over the sun. The glass was resistant to all heat, including the sun. Now the sun had a glass covering over it, which wasn’t even hot, since the glass was half a mile thick. It actually felt cold under the people’s feet. Everything on the sun was made out of glass, so the houses couldn’t block out any light from the sun, and make earth go dark. The glass also had a specially made tint, to make the rays of the sun darker, so it couldn’t blind people. But that had gone wrong, and people just had to wear sun-glass contacts, which were sunglasses simplified into contact lenses. Yllus wanted to live on the moon, but he couldn’t, because King Yllus ruled earth. So some scientists just captured a couple gallons of moon air and put it in a special space, so air wasn’t allowed in. The moon air was released into the room, and King Yllus could actually float in the moon air, but with a special helmet of course, so Yllus could float. Yllus treasured his “moon-air-room” he called it, which he bought for a hundred thousand dollars. In his free time, Yllus would practice doing back-flips and programming in there. King Yllus was thirteen years old, super young to be the king of the world, but no one challenged him, because he was the King. The FAA had also made a rule that only applied to him, that he had a private pilot license, even though you had to wait to be fifteen for that. King Yllus knew how to fly. He could fly a Boeing 747, an Falcon fighter-jet, a Cessna, a Airbus 380, anything.

 

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Diary of an Alien

Chapter Six

 

 

I marveled at all of the awesome statues that the King had placed in the hallway of the palace. “This is amazing,” breathed Luci. I wish I had a hundred eyes.

I craned my neck to see an aquarium of real live piranhas. “Yikes!” Luci jumped back and continued walking. “Where do you think the King lives?” she asked. “I have no idea,” I answered. Up ahead, there was a huge throne, and something, or someone was sitting in. “There he goes,” I whispered to Luci. “Put on your disguises!” I slipped the hood over my head so you couldn’t see my eyes and face. Luci put a mask on.

We both walked up to the King. I prepared my laser gun. It started to warm up on my wrist. “Get ready,”

“Now!” I ran at the King, who seemed to be asleep. I sliced upward with my laser and his head rolled off his head. “Ewww!” Luci covered her eyes. Then, I realized that there wasn’t any blood! I examined the head carefully, and realized that the King had set us up! “Put your hands up,” said a cold voice from behind me. “Luci, do what he says,” I hissed. How could I have fallen for the trick?

I slowly turned around, and faced the King. He was wearing his mask, as usual, because he was to cowardly to show his real ugly face. “Well well, who do I have here?” the King patted his huge belly. “What do you think?” I punched him in the face, and the King reeled backwards, blood pouring down from his nose. Serves him right for capturing me for no reason at all. “That’s what you get,” I punch him again. “Stop him!” The King screamed. My laser gun was already heated up. The King’s nose bled like a river. I was really violent. I turned on the laser gun and sliced one of the King’s arms off. “Repreat!” The King could hardly talk with blood all over his mouth. The guards and the King ran off. I picked up the King’s arm with a glove on. Luci was still covering her eyes. “You are really violent,” She opened her eyes, and I showed her the arm. She fainted, and I had to carry Luci back to the sub, where Tiger, Zwinky, and Prup cheered me for scaring the King off. The whole fight had been recorded on TV. I rewinded to the part where I had chopped off the arm of the King. I had left the arm in the palace, so the authorizes could do whatever they wanted to it.

As for me, I was asleep. Hopefully, the King would never bother us again.