The UFO Children 1 - Where is Nibiru?

Mr. Weathercock was a school headteacher.  He was driving his 40 year old Jaguar car down a quiet country road late one night.  He saw a light in the sky.  It got nearer and nearer.  The light became brighter.  He pulled into a passing place by the side of the road as he was having difficulty seeing.  The car's engine stopped.  He might have been afraid but instead he was overwhelmed by a strong feeling that the light was good, it couldn't be wrong.  There was love and beauty coming from the light.  There was a field nearby and the spacecraft, if that's what it was, landed on the other side of the fence.  Mr. Weathercock got out of the car.  He opened the gate in the fence and walked over to the large object from which the light was still shining.  It was a large dark structure, silhoueted and distorted by the light, and looked exactly like two kitchen plates placed on eachother, the top plate turned upside down.  A door in the side of the object opened.  Mr. Weathercock could now see an alien, if that's what she was, with bright purple shiny skin and huge green eyes.  She was wearing silver clothes.  He came in to the craft and stood beside her.
"Mr. Weathercock," she said.  "In 2001 we created some half human, half alien embryos and implanted them in the wombs of earth women.  The women live in your school catchment area.  Do you recognise any of these women?"  Pictures of a dozen women appeared.  They didn't appear on the screen, the images hovered in the air.
"Yes, I recognise them.  They're the mothers of children at my school."
"We would be interested to know whether any of the embryos survived."
"I'll say the embryos survived, all right.  Each one of those women has one child who is extremely clever.  They're the twelve brightest children we've ever had in my school."
"Excellent," said the alien.  "The procedure was successful and the children have become well integrated into your education system.  Tell me Mr. Weathercock, do you know anything about their dreams, hopes and ambitions?  What do they want to do when they leave school?"
"Karla wants to be a doctor and Sam wants to be a Physicist.  The others want to be architects and engineers."
"Excellent, Mr. Weathercock.  The children are fulfilling their mission to bring new technologies and to make Earth a better place."

"What a beautiful sunrise!" exclaimed Oddnog.  The sun rose behind the hospital, huge compared to the hospital, shining like a great big red cabbage in a chocolate coloured sky.  The sun was so dim you could look at it directly without hurting your eyes, to watch the solar flares rising from the edge and the dark sun spots moving across it.  Nevertheless, it felt warm, really warm like sitting in front of an infra-red sun lamp.
"Are we on Nibiru?" asked David.
"We're not on Nibiru," said Oddnog, "that sun that you can see is Nibiru.  It's the size of Jupiter.  We are on Nibiru 9, one of twelve moons that orbit Nibiru.  Nibiru is made of dark matter.  Scientists have known for some time that there's an awful lot of matter in the universe that they can't see.  80% of matter in the universe is dark matter.  When you get back to Earth you can give them this explanation.  Dark matter is made up of stars that are too dim to be seen from Earth."
"Are those trees dead?" asked Karla.
"Why should they be dead?" asked Oddnog.
"The leaves are all black."
"That's because they contain black pigment," said Oddnog.
"Photosynthesis on a planet like this must take place in the far infra-red," said David.
"Yes it does.  You're very good at Physics."
"Yes I am.  So good at it that people think I'm an alien."
"You mean you're not?"
"I was born on Earth."  Oddnog gasped in horror.
"So was I," said Karla.
"Yes, but not in the sense that he means.  Your embryo was created in a laboratory.  David, are you saying that you're a native Earth creature?"
"I had human parents.  I'm a natural born homo-sapien."
"That worries me.  How did you come to be here?"
"I got 100% in a Physics exam.  They thought I was one of the aliens."
"Didn't you tell them they were wrong?"
"What, and miss out on the chance to visit another world?"
"David, you may have had the chance to visit another world but I don't think a human body can survive the radiation here."

Gary sat in the school IT room.
"I'm going to hack into the school computer," he said.
"But you're on it already," said Nigel.
"I mean I'm going to hack into the Head Teacher's account.  User Name, Neil Weathercock."
"How do you know his name's Neil?"
"I heard one of the other teachers talking to him."
"You don't know his password."
"I can guess it.  I bet it's the registration number of that old car he drives.  He's always talking about it.  AVK604N.  There.  Now I'm in."
"What can you see?"
"I can see the school register.  I could suspend anybody.  Fancy a few days off school, Nigel?"
"Wait until the weather's better and do it then."
"There's something else.  A folder entitled UFO.  Look at this.  A photograph of an alien spaceship hovering over the school canteen.  Two aliens with purple skin and green eyes standing in front of the sports hall.  A list of people going on a school trip to Nibiru 9.  Where's that?  The only people who can go are people who get 100% in their Physics exams.  Who gets 100% in an exam?  Oh, here's a map.  Hmm.  The stars and constellations don't make sense.  I can see Earth, I can see the sun, there's Proxima Centauri, Sirius, Zeta Reticuli but there's all sorts of stars in between.  One of the stars is called Nibiru.  Isn't Nibiru supposed to be a planet?  Some sort of planet that the ancient Indians believed in?"

Gary went to visit David in the hospital that afternoon.  David was in a small quiet room away from the main ward.
"Gary, I think I'm dying."
"You have leukaemia."
"Everybody knows that.  But Gary, there's a reason why I have leukaemia.  I visited Nibiru 9."
"I know all about the UFOs."
"How?"
"I hacked into Mr. Weathercock's account on the computer."
"He'd kill you if he knew."
"I saw the star maps, David, but they didn't make sense.  I could see stars that actually existed but I could see all sorts of other stars in between."
"Have you ever heard of dark matter?  There are stars that are too dim to be seen from Earth.  Nibiru is one of those stars.  It's the size of Jupiter.  It's a purple dwarf.  Nibiru 9 is one of 12 moons that orbit it.  Gary, Nibiru 9 supports intelligent life."
"How far away is it?"
"Only 50 billion miles and getting nearer every day because it orbits the sun once every 25,000 years."
"How did you get leukaemia, David?"
"Nibiru 9 is extremely close to the star Nibiru.  It's only the distance that the moon is from Earth.  The radiation is usually fatal to humans."
"Why did they send you?"
"I got 100% in a Physics exam and I started writing all sorts of things on the exam paper that I hadn't been taught, about Plank's constant, quantum mechanics and Newton's laws of motion, clever things.  So clever they thought I was one of the aliens."
"Didn't you tell them they were wrong?"
"I wanted to go on a trip to another world.  I didn't realise the danger."
"How long does it take to get there?"
"About 3 months."
"Wouldn't you be crushed by the force of the acceleration?"
"The craft accelerates slowly.  It takes 30 days to reach its full speed.  Full speed is not actually the speed of light, anyway."
"What was it like?"
"It was great, Gary.  In spite of the leukaemia, I had a lovely holiday.  The holiday of a lifetime, oh, well.  Sunbathing on the orange sand, the sea the colour of black forest gateaux, the sky the colour of milk chocolate, full of the sun that looks like a giant red cabbage, so dim that you can gaze at it and watch the sun spots and the solar flares.  And the sun is warm, warm like sitting in front of an electric fire."
"No risk of sunburn.  There wouldn't be any ultraviolet light.  Healthy."
"It didn't do me any good, did it?"
"What was the food like, David?"
"Everything was black, brown and red.  Anything with leaves was black, so it could absorb the infra-red light.  Peas and beans are the colour of coffee beans.  Root vegetables are red, or at least, in the purple light of the sun, they look red."
"What colour are the clouds when they move across the sky?"
"The most beautiful shades of pink and purple."
"What else did you do except eat food and lie on the beach?"
"We went to the museum.  The first long distance zero energy spacecraft engine, an old hydrogen fusion reactor from a power station, a water powered car, an old iphone that looked like a pair of glasses, they had some interesting exhibits."
"There must be something someone can do.  I'll talk to the children who are aliens."
"Talk to Karla, Gary.  She wants to be a doctor."

Gary spoke to Karla.  "He needs a bone marrow transplant from an alien," she said.  "Alien bone marrow is tougher than yours.  His body won't reject it.  He was very foolish not to tell us he was human.  I was with him when we visited Nibiru 9."
"Didn't you take him to hospital while he was there?"
"He seemed fine.  There was nothing wrong with him.  I wondered if our teacher, Oddnog, was wrong and David had survived the radiation."
"Will you just bring the bone marrow to the hospital?"
"What, walk into the Northern General and say, 'Here's some alien bone marrow to save the life of a boy who visited another planet which was a quarter of a million miles from its sun?'  They'd put me in the psychiatric ward forever.  I don't trust Earth doctors anyway.  They're about 150 years behind our medicine.  No, it'll have to be done on a UFO."  

David responded well to his chemotherapy, was discharged from the Northern General, and was back at school.  Mrs. Johnson was teaching an English lesson.
"When I was a child, a computer was a big thing the size of a wardrobe with huge reels of tape."
"What's tape, Miss?" asked one of the children.
"Like Sellotape."
"Why would Sellotape be part of a computer?"  Mrs. Johnson continued.
"I read a book from the library that said there were signals being received from space that nobody can understand.  I believe that what we are receiving are signals from an extra terrestrial civilisation.  They're obviously ahead of our technology because they've located the planet.  I believe we will make contact with aliens during your lifetime, as they have done so many exciting things during my lifetime."  There was a noise like a loud vibration.
"Please Miss," said Gary, "take a look out of the window."  A big green ship shaped like a casserole dish hovered over the playground.  Mrs. Johnson wasn't frightened, she was overjoyed.  She rushed straight outside.  A door in the side of the craft opened.  An alien appeared.
"Mrs. Johnson, do you have a child in your class with leukaemia?"
"Yes, I have."
"Can you get him for me?"  David was already in the school yard.  He came towards the spacecraft.
"Hi there.  I'm David Brown.  I'm your patient."  David woke up what seemed a few hours later.  He wasn't in any pain, and he wasn't really tired like he would be after an anaesthetic from Earth.  An alien surgeon with purple skin and green eyes, dressed from head to foot in a silver suit and with silver mask over his mouth, was talking to him.
"I have given you the bone marrow transplant.  I took the precaution of replacing your liver, kidneys and pancreas and put some foil radiation shield around your intestines and over your meninges to protect your brain, just in case you want to come back to our planet some time."
"Could I do that, then?"
"Yes, now you've had the operation you'll be fine."