Cosmic Boy Versus Mezmo Head! Read Online Free PDF

doors opened and hundreds of creatures with green faces and bulging yellow eyes lunged at the kids!
    â€œAliens!” gasped Holly. “They’re already here!”

7
    Almost Aliens
    T he green-faced yellow-eyed creatures surrounded Jeff and his friends. They pointed their weapons at them and prepared to fire.
    â€œDon’t vaporize us!” said Sean, ducking behind his sister, Holly. “We’ll do anything you say! We love Klamo the Toozal from Mezdoon!”
    One of the creatures came toward them. It removed its green face.
    â€œIt’s …” gasped Liz, “it’s … a mask!”
    The face underneath the mask smiled at Jeff.
    â€œMom!” said Jeff.
    It was Mrs. Ryan! She was dressed in a shiny black body suit and green gas mask.
    Jeff saw the look in her eyes. “I know, Mom.” He hung his helmeted head in shame. “I gave the alien your super brain helmet.”
    â€œIt was his, anyway,” said his mother. “We saw his saucer last night and fired at it. We always fire at saucers. We thought it crashed but all we found were a couple chairs and that strange helmet. It was only a matter of time before he came looking for it.”
    â€œIn case you didn’t know, Mrs. Ryan,” said Sean, “the alien’s name is Meztoo or something. He started controlling brains, but he can’t do kid brains because we’re too filled up with all kinds of neat stuff.”
    â€œHow did you survive?” Mike asked.
    â€œOur gas masks keep us safe,” Mrs. Ryan said.
    â€œBut the worst part,” said Jeff, “is that a whole bunch more like him are coming to take over.”
    Mrs. Ryan smiled, then turned to the soldiers. “Troops, we’ve been waiting for this. Aliens want to take over? The official U.S. Government response is—ha!”
    Snap! Snap! Mrs. Ryan snapped her fingers.
    In an instant, soldiers rushed up and down the streets of Grover’s Mill, setting up big barricades. Army trucks, tanks, and jeeps rumbled down every road and alley and took up positions around the alien tower. Thousands of eyes were trained on the saucer at the top.
    â€œBoys and girls, I’d like to introduce Plan A!” said Mrs. Ryan. She smiled as she said this, pointing to the hills.
    Rrrrrrr!
    Fighter jets, dozens of them, headed in from the mountains north of town. Flying in battle formation, they made their way toward the giant alien tower.
    Jeff’s heart swelled with pride as the rumbling sound filled the sky. He crouched in front of Duffey’s Diner with his friends. “You know,” he said, “I’m sort of glad I don’t have to use my powers, because I’m not really sure—”
    BLAM! BOOM! KA-VOOSH! The jets began firing missiles at the alien tower, sending streams of black smoke shooting through the air!
    Just then, the top of the saucer opened and Klatoo stuck out his Mezmo Head.
    â€œHe’s coming out!” yelled Jeff.
    â€œPerfect!” cried Sean. “One fried Mezmo Head coming up!”
    â€œBlast that alien!” shouted Holly. “And keep Grover’s Mill for the people!”
    But as Jeff watched, he wondered if it was too soon to start celebrating.
    KA-VOOSH! BOOM! BLAM!
    It was too soon. Way too soon. All the missiles exploded in the air above the tower, and the energy from the blasts was sucked right down into Klatoo’s helmet!
    â€œUh-oh!” gasped Mrs. Ryan, looking through binoculars. “Plan B, quick!”
    Instantly, all the guns on all the tanks and jeeps and trucks started pumping blast after blast at the tower!
    BOOM-BOOM-BOOM!
    Same thing! The big explosions were sucked right into Klatoo’s Mezmo Head!
    The alien’s helmut sizzled with all the dark and powerful energy he had gotten from the missile and bomb explosions.
    â€œHe’s even stronger now!” cried Liz.
    â€œHe’s invincible!” cried Mike. “We’re