Huh. That was unexpected. You readers and I would have never guessed that aliens and zombies had been at war with each other, and I know that it began with a war because my alien friends gave me the backstory.

"Did you know, Margie, that the werewolves and vampires are enemies because of an awful vampire book that came out decades ago?" Wendow asked me.

"Nope," I answered with honesty. "Never knew that vampires and werewolves were. After all, Mary and Martin get along well with Willy."

"Boy, do you need to catch up with the times," Triso commented. "And most of the vampires and werewolves, not all of them, despise one another. Willy and Mary and Martin are not evil."

"You and Wendow are not evil either."

"You are correct, and we are among the aliens who do not like zombies and only attack them if they pose any threats."

"So why can your kind and zombies not get along? What produced the unnecessary hatred?"

Wendow smoothed out some strands of her hair. "You see, it all started with a man and a woman. They both were tempted, and sin entered the world."

"Not that far back. What promoted the hatred between you and the zombies?"

The alien girls confessed what they were told by their mother, Kara, and the other aliens. Back before book ten of the Forlot series, the aliens used to abduct humans in order for the human race to go extinct. They never experimented on them and instead killed them off.

After almost a year of this process, they noticed right off the bat that there were fewer humans than the last time that they abducted one. Theories were thrown around, one of them being that the humans caught on to what the aliens were doing, until the mystery was solved when a couple of aliens who were doing an abduction took note of a group of monsters, zombies, taking away some humans. To where? They were unsure.

Fearing that the zombies were protecting the humans from their future abductions, the aliens waged war on them, and the aliens and zombies fought for years to come. Only when Wendy, Tris, Wendow, and Triso came into the picture did the war finally come to an end.

"Some of us still do not care for zombies," Wendow finished. "But we can at least tolerate them now."

"But if we encountered a zombie or more, you can bet your bottom, Margie, that we fight it," Triso added.

Can you readers guess who encountered us?