Meanwhile Trevor, who finds himself suddenly not in his back yard any more but on what appears to be an abandoned rocket launching site, looks around in confusion, “wha… what? Where am I,” he asks out loud.
Trevor’s clothes then suddenly vanish, leaving the 12-year-old butt naked, standing all by himself on the hard concrete of the abandoned site, “WHAT THE FUCK,” he yells, before he is able to say or do anything else, he feels his body lean forward, his arms stretch out and the palms of his hands touch the ground. Trevor tries to stand back up but finds that he is unable to, he realizes that his body isn’t moving an inch, “what the hell? Why isn’t my body responding to me,” he asks in confusion.
The next thing Trevor notices is that his body starts to grow, lengthening and widening, his skin taking on a more metallic chrome texture. The boy is dumbfounded, not understanding what is going on, his head and face push forward, his eyes merging together becoming see through glass as his ears and mouth vanish. His hands, arms, legs and feet become four retractable legs with hatches appearing at each base in which the legs will retract when not needed.
Trevor is so confused, but then, as his body continues to change, he feels something in his mind, it almost sounds like a whisper at first, but the voice then seems to become louder and more clearer, ‘must become… perfect,’ the voice says, ‘perfect for… master to use’. For some reason the voice seems to cause Trevor to relax, the boy’s insides already taking on the appearances of a cockpit, living quarters, engine, brakes, electronics, technology, the boy’s brain becomes the mother computer, his vines and nerves become tubes and wires, his blood becomes oil, his stomach the fuel tank filled with fuel. Front and rear lights appear on the boy’s former butt and face, some of his organs fill up the fridge in the kitchen of the still developing Spacecraft.
After two hours, a full sized spaceship is standing in the centre of the abandoned site, waiting patiently for duty.
Meanwhile, back at Jeff’s, Jeff by now has returned from the boy’s-room and has put on the spacesuit, unaware that it’s his brother. “This suit is really comfy,” he says, stroking over the material.
Brian grins, “I hope it’s okay that I transformed some of your clothes into our spacesuits,” he says.
“Sure,” Jeff says, “so, what about the spaceship?”
“Oh, I have that also ready,” Brian says, “I found a toy spaceship in your brother’s room and teleported it to the abandoned launch site outside of town. It should be ready by now”.
Jeff’s eyes sparkle, “then, what are we waiting for,” he asks, grabbing his clothes and putting them on, then hurrying out the door and down the stairs.
Brian chuckles as he follows Jeff, grinning evilly to himself, ‘hehe… if he only knew he’s never going to return,’ the Lizard-alien thinks to himself, ‘hehe… oh, Jeff, you have no idea what awaits you!’