Disclaimer: I do not own Attack The Block, unless on DVD counts.

Chapter 1; "Oh My Days"

Pest paused by his front door, trying to make his breathing patterns seem like he hadn't just run down about thirteen flights of bloody stairs, two at a time. He pushed his key in the front door, twisting them before walking in and closing the door behind him. "Hey, Nan." He faked what looked to be a limp.

"You alright, darling?" His Nan, Grace asked her grandson worried, "What's wrong wif' your leg?"

Pest quickly pecked his Nan's cheek, "Nuffin' Nan, just pulled a muscle playing football wif' da' boys." He quickly 'limped' towards his bedroom, leaving his Nan to watch the news. As soon as he opened his bedroom door he picked his schoolbag of the floor and started to empty it.

It was as he was filling it back up with both small and large fireworks (bangers as he called them) he realised his girlfriend, Natalie (or Talia), was sitting on his bed watching him. "What'cha doin'?"

"Talia? What you doin' here, love?" Pest asked her, pausing for a second, only to register she was dressed up more than usual. Where she would be usually wearing the same as Pest (jeans, high-tops, hoodie, t-shirt, jacket/coat and her own signature woolly hat) she was wearing a casual black dress that went to just above her knees, with lace sleeves and leggings underneath. Her usual hat, which she always wore over her perpetually straight hair, sat next to her with her black coat. On her feet was a pair of black converse. "Why you so dressed up?"

Talia suddenly got a hurt look on her face, "You don't bloody remember?" Her accent, unlike most that lived in the block, was not a British one, let alone a London one. Her accent was American. Natalia, originally from Manhattan, moved to London at 13. Most found it humorous that she always said British slang in her American accent.

Pest stopped packing his bag and stood up with a confused look on his face. "'Member what?" His accent had always amused her, especially next to her own, but not tonight.

She stood up, falling short a few inches in comparison to his height, "We're meant to go out to celebrate our 3 year anniversary from last week!" She snatched his tasselled, woollen hat off his head, making him let out a quiet noise of protest. "We were meant to go out twenty minutes ago!"

Pest snatched his hat back, "Look, I'm sorry, but I'm going out wif' da' boys!"

Talia shook her head, trying not to break down crying. This was the fourth time they'd rescheduled this dinner. Pest ignored her glassy eyes and went searching around his room for his trusty aluminium baseball bat. "But you promised." She whispered, it coming out almost in a whimper.

Their relationship had been struggling for a while now; it had been almost six months since they'd spent more than an hour together. Between school (when Pest did go), the gang and other stuff, they'd barely had time to even have sex, something that the couple were known for.

Moses, Dennis, Jerome and Biggz always used to joke that one day the two of them would eventually just never leave the bedroom. Tia, Dimples, Gloria and Veronica used to giggle that they'd end up on Teen Moms'.

"Look, I can't tonight, alright!" Pest snapped, shoving the newly found baseball bat down his jeans. He slung his bag over his back, noticing her hurt expression and felt a pang of pain. When he went to kiss her cheek in goodbye, he missed as she moved away.

"Whatever Pest," She went over to the open wardrobe and pulled out a pair of jeans, which were hers, and a shirt and hoodie that were Pests. Pulling the dress over her head quickly she pulled on the slightly larger shirt.

Pest sighed, "Tali, love, you know I'll make it up to you, right?" He put his hands on her currently bare waist, pulling her close to him. Pest laid his head on top of hers, closing his eyes. He knew he'd been pushing her away, and he knew it made her feel like crap, he just didn't know what to do about it. Dropping his head he went to kiss her neck softly, but was interrupted by the sound of his phone going off, indicating he had a text message.

Talia clenched her eyes shut before pulling away from him, tugging on her jeans; jacket and shoes, then picked up her hat, shoved it on her head and walked out of his room. He vaguely heard her tell his Nan goodbye and then the slam of the front door.

"Well done Pest," He muttered to himself sarcastically, pulling his hat back over his head.

Later that night Talia found herself sitting with her best mates, in Tia's living room. They had migrated there after a weird phone call from Biggz.

"So you're tellin' me, dat' you an' Pest ain't' had any sex in three months?!" Dimple loudly exclaimed in surprise, "Dat's crazy man!"

Gloria and Veronica nodded in agreement, "You an' Pest are always on each other!"

Talia let a quick 'ouch' when Tia pulled her hair a little tight. She sat in front of the couch, on the floor next to Dimple, who was having her done by Gloria. "I don't even know what's wrong; he refuses to speak about it! He pretends like nothings wrong." Talia exclaimed in frustration, "Maybe we should just quit, you know?"

The girls let out either a gasp or dramatically let their jaws drop. "What?!"

Talia, who was about to open her mouth to speak again, was interrupted by a quick, rapid knock on the door.

Dimples stood, hoping it was the pizza they ordered about fifteen minutes ago. In the background, the other girls could vaguely hear words being exchanged, followed by a louder, "You ain't' bringing all those people in 'ere, no. They're involved in something! Someone chasing them! They got weapons, and look, 'dat ones bleeding, and dat woman? I don't even know 'dat woman! I'm not getting myself involved in a situation I don't need to be in."

Tia let out a huff and stood, going to the door, "It's my house Dimples, come." When the two girls returned they noticed that Talia had taken Tia's place on the couch and the girls were staring at the mess behind them.

Dennis' jacket was slightly ripped and he had a katana (a traditional Japanese sword) on his back with a red helmet and small gun in his hands, Jerome had his glasses on and the left knee on his jeans was ripped. Moses had three scratches on his face, and Pest… his leg had a cushion strapped to his leg, which was also covered in blood.

Talia resisted the strong urge to go check on him, which was difficult as she was the mothering type. Pest shed his jacket, before walking towards the window as everyone sat down. "Only one helicopter, ain't' even military, it's a copper chopper." He paused, turning around, "And it's only around these ends, this ain't' London wide. This is localised."

The girls shared a confused look before Gloria spoke, pausing from doing Dennis' hair, "Yeah, localised in your head." They were still slightly pissed at him for making Talia feel like crap.

Veronica scoffed, looking up from her nails, "More like localised in your dreams."

Dimples moved in, walking past them all to sit down, "Feds; yes. Big, gorilla, alien, monsters killing everyone, uh-uh."

"How do you know?" Jerome asked.

She scoffed, "Please, what kind of aliens would invade some shitty counsel estate in south London?"

Dennis, who was playing with a gun, said, "One that's looking for a fight."

Pest, who had been staring at his girlfriend the entire time the others had been speaking, looked up, "They're coming for us, you know," He looked back to Talia, who refused to meet his eyes, "Ready or not."

The girls laughed, "Ready or not! Here I come, you can't hide!" All the girls but Talia and Tia, as she was tending to Moses' wounds, sang.

"Excuse me, but if you don't believe us, go down to my flat, there's a dead one in my living room. I live on the first floor, go look if you don't believe us." The woman spoke, standing up. "You can walk right in, there's no door anymore."

"Oi Moses! When d'you start goin' out wif' your maths teacher?" That sent the girls laughing again.

Tia, who was slightly jealous (though she'd never admit it) spoke up, "How do you know that woman?"

The woman spoke again, "We met earlier, when they mugged me."

"No way? For real?"

"Now 'dat part I believe." Dimple commented.

"That true?" Tia asked Moses, who didn't answer and avoided her searching eyes.

"Yeah, but after dat' she fixed up my leg and we saved her from da' monsters," Pest spoke up, defending them when he noticed his girlfriends glare, "we're mates now, an' it's all sweet. We're heroes now innit?"

The woman rolled her eyes, "Heroes? Five of you and a knife against one woman? Fuck off!"

Pest let out a laugh, "Rah, cold!"

"Nah, nah, nah!" Dennis interrupted, "Don't build it up love. It weren't all 'dat, we never even touched you."

Jerome nodded, "Yeah, the blade was to get it over wif' quick, we were as scared as you."

Tia looked to Moses, "Blade?!" She scoffed, "You're such a waste Moses, why's it always trouble wif' you? Why's it always someone getting robbed, or beaten up or someone getting arrested?" She sat down next to Gloria.

The woman broke the tension, "We can't deal with this on our own; we have to call the police." Everyone looked at her like she was bloody crazy, "I promise I'll tell them what really happened."

Talia spoke up finally, shocking the woman with her accent, "You think the police is gonna help them? They might not arrest you, but they'll sure as fucking hell arrest them." She motioned to the boys.

Dennis nodded, "For murder of two police officers, vehicle theft, resisting arrest and everything else that happens in the ends tonight, man."

Pest looked to the woman, "They arrest us for nothing already."

Moses finally spoke up, leaning forward with his arms resting on his knees, "You know what I reckon? I reckon the police sent them here, bred them in a lab to wipe us all out. First they sent drugs to the ends, then they sent guns and now they sent monsters to get us." He nodded, "We ain't' killing each other fast enough, so they sent them to speed up the process."

Pest nodded, taking a drag of the blunt he's lit up, "Believe."

And the girls once again pissed themselves laughing.

Except Tia and Talia, "Pest I told you not to do that!" Tia complained standing up, walking toward the curtained window, "Do it out the window, yeah?"

"Pain relief man, ask da' nurse." Pest whined, receiving a kick to his good leg from his girlfriend. That was her signal to either shut up or watch his manners.

Tia spoke again, worry clear in her voice, "Excuse me, but what is that?" Everyone looked to the windows, standing up like they'd been electrocuted.

They were all breathing loudly, staring at the large, black, furry monsters that waited outside the window. They had no eyes, but had luminous, neon, blue teeth. They actually did look like bloody big, gorilla, wolf mother-fuckers.

Everyone was frozen, but were re-animated by Dimples loud exclamation, "OH MY DAYS!" The girls screamed, running to either the kitchen or Tia's room, while the boys grabbed their weapons.

Dennis yanked on his red helmet that he wore when he rode his moped, delivering pizzas.

"You can't take two fam'!" Moses shouted to Dennis.

"Watch me," Dennis said, muffled by his helmet. He then lifted his arm, and shot the gun. But nothing happened, "Shit! It is a toy!" And then all hell broke loose.