Spacekat Tommy
Registered User
- Joined
- Dec 11, 2016
- Messages
- 6
I was both excited and deeply afraid when they landed.
Here they were, amazingly huge drop ships, both large and.. empty...
We met the occupants moments after they landed. Large 8 foot tall beings.
They wore clothing, the largest had armor. They had thin long arms, but with thick legs, and like a t-rex were bent forwards at the waist about 45 degrees, it seemed like they were always bending over to pick something up. No tails at all... strange... Their heads stuck straight out from their backs. Their eyes jut out from the side of their heads, like a chameleon's, they darted around constantly, in front, then to the sides, sometimes in different directions. Often they would look at you and me at the same time... Their mouths twice as wide as ours. Their teeth larger but similar to ours, white, flat, some with points. Their tongues, they have 2, as large as a cow's. Their skin smooth and gray like the color of dust, with the veins in the arms resonating a dark blue.
They learned our language through broadcasts during their journey to our world. They spoke to us via machines that translate speech. They didn't have the palette or time to perfect it themselves. Some of them tried, but it was crude, brute, grunty... but we understood.
"Danger. Fear. Come. COME!! Must! Them! Kill... Feed.."
We didn't understand at first, we were still at that point being in absolute disbelief that we had visitors from another world, that they could speak to us, and we weren't sure what they wanted...
Were they really here to help us? Or were they on a sick mission to benefit from us?
But we found out over time through their specific activities, eager rushing behavior, their speech, their body language, and what seemed like a medic in a battlefield, an almost motherly protective behavior, only suggested a sense of nothing but assistance to us.
They helped the fallen, they began caring for the ones that passed out from fear. They knew our needs, and during those first moments they did everything they could to ensure our future survival. Assured us, "No harm. None. Calm."
They helped us secure our clothing, food, water, and basic essentials from our homes... Large containers were stuffed with everything we owned and we filled the drop ships. Then with us on board we disappeared into the skies...
Who knew we'd all be astronauts?
I learned later that they sent ships to fields to collect, even if it was too early for proper harvest, the seeds, and some livestock that would sustain the population they would rescue...
The only reason we went ahead with their demanding activities to leave our lives behind and disappear off the planet was because they pointed to a bright light that wasn't there the day before yesterday.
Until they landed we didn't know exactly what that light was... The protectors told us about the danger, again and again..
"THEY! COME!! FAST!"
The telescopes showed a hundred thousand lights from just one place... at first was just a speck of light, that later became a dusty cloud of lights in the dark sky.. Eventually, we found out it was an invasion fleet.
Shortly after we looked to the skies with our protectors, a single beam of light reached towards the ground, dim blue, lovely...
It ionized the sky above, greens and purples cascaded across the visage like the northern lights, but we were far too south to ever see such phenomenon ourselves.
We were told to ignore it, and continue our stockpile operations...
When i had a chance to meet with the last few of the rescued humans, many people had similar stories...
"We just got in our vehicles and made our way towards the light."
"It just seemed so peaceful. Like a beacon of love. We wanted to see it closer."
What we didn't know is that, like moths to a flame, it was meant to bring as many people as possible to that location when THEY landed... For the harvest.
I was on board a vessel that escaped that nightmare.
My name is Tom. I survived the massacre of mankind.
Here they were, amazingly huge drop ships, both large and.. empty...
We met the occupants moments after they landed. Large 8 foot tall beings.
They wore clothing, the largest had armor. They had thin long arms, but with thick legs, and like a t-rex were bent forwards at the waist about 45 degrees, it seemed like they were always bending over to pick something up. No tails at all... strange... Their heads stuck straight out from their backs. Their eyes jut out from the side of their heads, like a chameleon's, they darted around constantly, in front, then to the sides, sometimes in different directions. Often they would look at you and me at the same time... Their mouths twice as wide as ours. Their teeth larger but similar to ours, white, flat, some with points. Their tongues, they have 2, as large as a cow's. Their skin smooth and gray like the color of dust, with the veins in the arms resonating a dark blue.
They learned our language through broadcasts during their journey to our world. They spoke to us via machines that translate speech. They didn't have the palette or time to perfect it themselves. Some of them tried, but it was crude, brute, grunty... but we understood.
"Danger. Fear. Come. COME!! Must! Them! Kill... Feed.."
We didn't understand at first, we were still at that point being in absolute disbelief that we had visitors from another world, that they could speak to us, and we weren't sure what they wanted...
Were they really here to help us? Or were they on a sick mission to benefit from us?
But we found out over time through their specific activities, eager rushing behavior, their speech, their body language, and what seemed like a medic in a battlefield, an almost motherly protective behavior, only suggested a sense of nothing but assistance to us.
They helped the fallen, they began caring for the ones that passed out from fear. They knew our needs, and during those first moments they did everything they could to ensure our future survival. Assured us, "No harm. None. Calm."
They helped us secure our clothing, food, water, and basic essentials from our homes... Large containers were stuffed with everything we owned and we filled the drop ships. Then with us on board we disappeared into the skies...
Who knew we'd all be astronauts?
I learned later that they sent ships to fields to collect, even if it was too early for proper harvest, the seeds, and some livestock that would sustain the population they would rescue...
The only reason we went ahead with their demanding activities to leave our lives behind and disappear off the planet was because they pointed to a bright light that wasn't there the day before yesterday.
Until they landed we didn't know exactly what that light was... The protectors told us about the danger, again and again..
"THEY! COME!! FAST!"
The telescopes showed a hundred thousand lights from just one place... at first was just a speck of light, that later became a dusty cloud of lights in the dark sky.. Eventually, we found out it was an invasion fleet.
Shortly after we looked to the skies with our protectors, a single beam of light reached towards the ground, dim blue, lovely...
It ionized the sky above, greens and purples cascaded across the visage like the northern lights, but we were far too south to ever see such phenomenon ourselves.
We were told to ignore it, and continue our stockpile operations...
When i had a chance to meet with the last few of the rescued humans, many people had similar stories...
"We just got in our vehicles and made our way towards the light."
"It just seemed so peaceful. Like a beacon of love. We wanted to see it closer."
What we didn't know is that, like moths to a flame, it was meant to bring as many people as possible to that location when THEY landed... For the harvest.
I was on board a vessel that escaped that nightmare.
My name is Tom. I survived the massacre of mankind.
