This was her first time coming face to face with one of these aliens. Sure, she had seen their ship so many years ago. But the moment it landed her mother had taken her away to their home and hid her. She had heard the aliens come in and kill her parents. But, she had never seen one. They looked more like humans than she thought they would. Minus his glowing violet eyes that was. Still, whether he looked human or not, he was in no way close to a human that was for sure. He had been able to catch up with her too easily. She had never met another person to be able to keep up when she ran so for this alien to do so was quite an annoyance and frustration.

She had swung her pole and for a moment she thought she might at least be able to hit him, but that hope was gone quickly as the alien intercepted her swing to jerk the pole from her and fling it away to the other side of the roof. Well, so much for that last attempt to defend herself. She went to move away, maybe even make another run for it, but quicker than she woudl have thought the alien reached out, grasping hr wrist and pulling her forward to stand closer than was comfortable to him, his gun pressed against her side. If it was gong to shoot her she just hoped it would make her death quick. But than again, these aliens were never known for being merciful and her hoping thus far hadn't done her much good.

Cassie looked up at him when he spoke, asking her if that was all she had and she glared at him with her bright blue(or what she considered blue anyway) eyes. At this point she tried to jerk her wrist away, even clawing at his hand with the nails of her free hand, but she didn't have much luck in getting free. He spoke to her again and she winced when his grip on her wrist tightened, him asking her how many more humans were left.

None. That was the real answer. She was the last human on this planet, and as soon as he killed her there really would be no humans left on the planet. But, she didn't want to let him know that. She didn't want to give him that satisfaction. She didn't want him killing her and then walking away smug knowing he had just single handedly taken out the remaining of Earth's population. So when he asked how many were left, she returned her gaze back to him and with a defiant look on her face, she spoke with venom in her voice, her hatred for not only this alien, but all the aliens, in her gaze.

"Hundreds. There are too many of us to count. We're everywhere, so you better watch your back because killing me will be nothing compared to all the actually trained humans on this planet. They'll kill you and all the other aliens that land on this planet." That was a huge bluff. But, with these aliens just now landing here for the first time in years, they had no reason to doubt what she was saying. After all, why were they sending in all of these armed aliens to take just little ol' her out if they really thought there weren't other humans on this planet. Her defiant gaze stayed locked on his, waiting for either his response or for him to kill her.