Clash of Souls pt 1
(Prologue)
November 18th 2015
Location: - London: - Buckingham palace: - ball room.
Time: - 21:05
Victory ball celebrating the total victory against the invading hordes of the 7 covenant races, and the recognition ceremony for the 20th Cheshire regiment volunteer heavy weapons wing.
The room was bright with a bright beautiful golden glow to it; the light aggravated my eyes through they were use to seeing in the harsh dim lights of war.
Dressed in a smartly pressed tuxedo I looked out of place with my now expressionless features that even the most accomplished psychiatrist could begin to try and read what type of mood I was in, my eyes once electric blue now reduced to a dull grey shadow of blue in sunken sockets in my face my hair once a bright radiant blond now only a shadow on my head, my skin once looked full of life now just hung firmly to my face with a pale glint to it. All this was because of a war that was started 9 years ago but not by a man by something that despised the very thought of the human race betting it, the covenant had found earth 10 years ago but studded us then they shown them selves to exterminate all life on are lush lively world.
The newly appointed AOAN's (Ambassador of All Nations) speech to the world celebrating the defence of the known world against the alien horde called the Covenant. "9 years ago the biggest question in are minds was answered "are we really alone in this universe" well it was no we are not alone but the horrifying thing about the answer was we were but teenagers to these ancient and vastly superior race, they were capable of sending there huge armada of warships to any planet to lay siege to it but they did not have peace in mind for are planet only death and destruction, whilst we attempted to contact there ships in orbit they planed attacks on are towns and city's there first attack was lunched 9 years ago to the day
The first attack was aimed at a small unknown town called Ellesmere Port at 15:30 November 18th 2006, as to try catch them when most there was most traffic on the roads because of kids leaving school to cause the most chaos but we managed to get wind of there planes so began preparing defences in most towns however we believed they would go for one of the cities so most of the forces in the north west of England were sent to Liverpool and Manchester,
Only the Cheshire regiment were sent to Ellesmere Port to defend it they however collected additional help from the local men aged between 16-35 one of these was a J.Critchley who was only 17 looking forward to his 18th birth day that was just over a week away, he was a L.Cpl in the local ACF this earned him the command of the "20th Cheshire regiment volunteer heavy weapon wing" he only had 30 men in under his command
He was very curious to find out the reason why he and his men had been asked to volunteer, but all he got from his commanding officer was "England is under threat of invasion so we are preparing accordingly" his first orders were to make a reliable strong hold that was big enough for at least Half of the troops to be stationed in directly and be close enough to town to keep it in supply with military hardware and to allow refuges to be evacuated to the strong holds in Liverpool, this was a tall order considering Critchley was only 17 years old and the only reason he was given his command was because of his background with the cadets.
However that was 9 years ago when we learned we were not alone in this universe but that we were at least a 8th race residing within it, when the covenant of the 7 found Earth they wear amused by are lack of space travel and studied us, however when they saw are potential to rise and challenge there dominance over this universe if we were to unlock the secrets of space travel, they feared us as we would best there troops in any shoot out and we would likely use the power of the ATOM to lay waste to there fleets, so they decided are fate for us "EXTINCTION" they did not even worn us of the desperate struggle they were about to force on us."
AOAN rambled on about myself and the vile Covenant, I found my self remembering what it was like at the begging of the war when my wing was still considered a rookie volunteer not the ELITE strike force we had become during the long 9 years it had taken for us to finally drive the covenant out of Ellesmere Port and right back to there last spaceport and extermination camps in the whole of the British Isles. That was when I still had my free life, teenage healthy looks and a simple job in Burger King and a simple hobby in the army cadet force, I found my self losing concentration on the speech as it seemed to drown out and become distant in my mind's eye I could see Ellesmere Port but it wasn't the dark, shelled wasteland it was now it was green and peaceful. Suddenly I can hear my breath in my head; time seemed to slow around me as people ask if I was ok as my features took a paler look then normal and my eyes glassed over and I started shaking the people around me looking more and more concerned from what little features I could see of there faces, then as I tried to get my eyes back in focus by squinting but upon opening them I felt the world stop a singe drop of champagne dropping in my glass as some one refilled it and suggested I take a drink the rappels just escaping the centre of the clear golden liquid, as this happened I felt like I was falling back wards but had stopped half way.
I lost conciseness and when awoke it was to the sound f a trumpet sounding reveille I felt groggily but to my horror as I looked to a mirror to my left, I it was me but not me as I was at the end of the war I was still just 6ft'2 were at the end of the war I stood at a impressively intimidating 7ft'2 I did not have a clue of how I got there but as fast as I got there I forgot on how I got there and I only remembered being given the command of the 20th Cheshire regiment volunteer heavy weapon wing and being told to make a strong hold defensive position.