INVASION - Book One

The worlds general population were unaware of the events that had led up to the approaching days which were to dramatically alter the perception of their vast military supremacy, leaving them feeling violated, confused and scared.

It was on March 5th, 2018 that the first wave of pre-planned events that were put into operation. In the Antarctic regions there were two vast explosions ripping through two separate sections of ice both in themselves, were larger in size than the UK.

Within seconds these vast sections of ice were melted resulting in a dramatic increase in the water level, the explosions had also produced a raging tsunami, and some 30 meters high destroying almost anything in its path. At the same time a devastating Solar Storm, resulting in a loss of power and satellite coverage, hit vast populated areas. It was mostly the third world countries that were affected in this manner; most of the major super powers had prepared themselves after the Canadian experience some years past.

From within the global confusions thirty-four Alien Mother ships appeared in high orbit each placed in strategic positions across the planet, while various military establishments found themselves confronted by smaller yet still by comparison vast triangular crafts some 1,300 meters across that had apparently materialized from thin air, leaving them unprepared and unable to defend themselves.

Within the course of one-day, areas from around the world found themselves confronted by a vast wall of water, no electrical power, no communications and with no military resources to defend themselves with.

At first it was thought these Alien crafts were here for hostile reasons, taking advantage of the apparent natural disasters that had so quickly and inexplicably destroyed areas of our planet. The destruction was truly vast with most coastal regions across the globe been completely destroyed, low laying countries were simply lost in minutes as the wall of water devastatingly obliterated them from existence.

The United Kingdom lost over two thirds of its land mass, as did Russia and other Eastern and Western countries. A third explosion in the Polar Regions permanently sealed the fate of many millions, as a tsunami wave followed some hours later wiping away any survivors.

By the time everything settled the water mass had increased by some ten meters across the world, with further areas of the Polar Regions becoming increasingly unstable and melting at an accelerated rate.

John Whitmore turned to talk with his superiors while from within the Rudloe Manner base all personnel had been placed on the highest possible emergency alert. “According to Owjut sir, these events are directly connected to the opposing Aliens that he and his race have been trying to prevent from colonizing our planet.”

While the very conversation was taking place, offers of assistance where been given to military and governmental leaders from across the globe, that had been abducted from their various places of office or residence.

Once Owjut had received an updated report from an orbiting craft, he quickly relayed a message to John Whitmore explaining that his colony from under the Polar Regions had been attacked and explaining also that it was now his race that were offering the assistance.

The vast mother ships were in fact an advanced scouting party from his home world who had intercepted and destroyed opposing Alien crafts that had brought about this devastation. Although unprepared the Red Deer installation had managed to cloak their orbiting crafts enabling them to remain unobserved by the invading Aliens. The remaining secret military installations under the direct control of Red Deer remained undetected and hidden deep within their mountainous ranges.

John Whitmore looked at Owjut, as his thoughts were intercepted, and an answer was given to him by Owjut.

“In truth these crafts are from our earth base in the South Pole and consist of all that we have; there are only thirty-four of what you would term mother ships and over a thousand additional fighter crafts. Our true mother ship which to you would be a floating city, is still another three years away, we had expected its imminent arrival, however there seems to have been unexpected hostile actions taken by other worlds that have delayed its arrival.”

Unknown to John Whitmore or Owjut every conversation carried out within the Rudloe Manner base, either verbally or through the digital translation device was recorded and sent instantly to Dobson’s team.

From there selected key words were picked up and brought to the immediate attention of those in charge.

“It would appear we have been caught off guard,”

Dobson looked at Commander Denton then across to the personnel within the conference room.

“Yes, however our location is secure, that craft hovering above the supposed Red Deer site is some eleven miles off course, what you see here is the true site, the site they are observing is fully functioning, but only holds older technology and the personnel are unaware of our existence.

We also have three other installation in operation and eleven further under construction that Rudloe Manner and their teams are unaware of.”

He paused allowing his words to sink in and to allow Marie to explain.

“We instigated selected personnel into a similar program as given to Mr. Nelson. We had not known like yourselves of the exact date that these aliens were going to take control, however with the assistance of other worlds, we have managed in delaying their true mother ship, and have actively engaged it in war with other worlds who like yourselves are fighting for their very survival.”

Her words were welcome although unexpected.

“If what Owjut has said is true, then we have brought you at the very least a further three years, if the resistance holds you may have longer. But be assured we know that we cannot hold them indefinitely, there resources are vast, and they always keep their true mother ship out of reach, thus allowing them to re-supply and regroup.

All we have managed to do is delay them and tie them up in a loss of time, giving your planet and ours a chance to prepare and to survive. Please, please understand they will come, and at the very best all they can do now is to try and contain us and prepare the way for total colonization.

We have three years to destroy as much of their military as possible, to build our own crafts and to prepare your children for a future as to this point unheard of.”

Her words held a frightening realization, not a single person had truly taken in the full implication of what awaited them. Now they knew for sure that at the very best they could only delay the inevitable, however given enough time then they could build an unseen army of children, who would hold the very future of their world in their hands.

The End Book One.