Chapter One: Enter Taco

Earth…

In all its glory, a green planet rich in a variety of flora and fauna, dotted with the sprawling cities of civilization. Over the past few centuries, all global differences were wiped out; famine was no longer an issue; the economy prospered in all corners of the world, eliminating almost all financial classes; and peace was the foremost thought in political minds.

That was almost a decade ago.

In the year 2365, the glorious Earth as it was known is nothing but a longing memory. All that was green and pure is now black and foul. The forests have been all but incinerated, the mountains scarred with craters, and the thriving cities are nothing but ruins now.

All from the hands of the ones called the Darkness.

An ancient race, the Darkness was a species of alien encountered previously by Humans, on much less volatile ground. Back then, they were known as the Kel'Doraj, and their technological wisdom aided the Humans in their exploration of the Solar System. Relations between the races continued to improve. Until 2289, when the Kel'Doraj High Council, the political figurehead of their entire race, was assassinated.

By a Human.

The Kel'Doraj were successful in capturing the culprit; Kraynhis Remia. Within less than a day of interrogation, he confessed to the Kel'Doraj military that he was ordered by a highly secret Human special operations agency, and that the conspiracy ran far deeper than just a mere assassination.

An invasion was planned.

Kraynhis' actions spawned an all-out war between the Humans and the Kel'Doraj that lasted almost twenty years. Eventually, by 2307, the Political Doctrine saw that in order to maintain the survival of Earth and the Humans, they would have to obliterate all traces of the Kel'Doraj completely. They authorized the detonation of a weapon more powerful then nuclear arms.

The fusion bomb.

This weapon was capable of destroying an entire planet with a single detonation, incinerating anything within a fifteen-thousand kilometer radius, and putting the rest of the world in an unnatural ice age. The results of the use of this weapon were catastrophic to the Kel'Doraj. None were thought to survive…

Until…

Fifty years later, after several decades of repairing the damage inflicted from the Kel'Doraj, a massive invasion fleet appeared out of hyperspace within the Moon's higher orbit. They immediately destroyed all colonies, military and civilian, that were on the moon.

The fleet sent a message to Earth, warning the Humans of their hostile intentions. The only strands released to the public were the following:

"We are the Darkness. You destroyed our ancestors and disgraced out entire species. For this, there will be no forgiveness. You are weak, and the weak shall perish."

Their onslaught was almost unstoppable. Their superior technology proved to be far too much for the lone military companies spread out over the world, and the mutations that the ex-Kel'Doraj experienced seemed to heighten their abilities in combat. One by one, every continent fell within months to the might of the Darkness ground forces. Most of the civilization was destroyed, and those that had survived were taken prisoner to work as slaves in the Darkness military plants. It seemed nothing could stand before the mutated aliens for much longer.

But, in the year 2363, when Humanity was certain that their ground forces were no longer a match, a meeting was called. All political and military figureheads, and any surviving soldiers, rendezvoused on a remote campus deep within the jungles of the Congo. From there, they joined forces and became what is now known as the Resistance, and swore to both Humans and the Darkness that their campaign of destruction had reached its limits. Every able-bodied volunteer was welcome to sign up and begin training. While the soldiers already familiar in the ways of combat were deployed across the world to halt the advance of the Darkness infantry. Hope once again sparked in the eyes of the Humans…

Present day…

Private Burrito was always a loud mouth. Ever since the day he could talk, he just loved to speak his mind. Not necessarily a good trait for a man in the Army, but luckily for him this was the Resistance. His chances of getting away with whatever he said were few and far between seeing as he walked with two of the best fighters in the Resistance. Colonel Windows and General Taco. Windows had accomplished many good operations and gotten away with the best tactic Burrito had ever seen. Taco on the other hand was the best sharpshooter in the group. Being a general he had to step back and look at his team's situation. The other men in the group such as Ghost, Slayer, Black, Glorfingle, and Seymore had seen much more action then Burrito but for some reason when the general decided to equip Burrito he handed him a basic pistol and a rocket launcher that had more power then almost anybody else in the group.

Burrito was and has always been a bitch to officers but tries to make friends out of them for the same reasons you or I do. Lasercannon fire suddenly started to go through the air and Burrito heard "Move it, men! I want you to take cover now!" General Taco was coming up the rear making sure they were prepped for battle. Windows threw a grenade, which brought the attention of us to the Darkness soldiers. Taco then told Ghost to take me and go try to flank the enemy.

We then proceeded to the next wall about 20 meters to the enemies' right. As Burrito and Ghost were walking towards the flank position Burrito looked up and saw that all of the Darkness soldiers that were standing there a second ago were now on the ground. Wow, he thought to himself, these guys are as good as they say.

As they reached the blast hole, lasercannon fire surrounded them and 4 Darkness soldiers stepped into the open. Ghost and Burrito's pistol jammed and so did his mind, he sat there like a sitting duck. Ghost on the other hand was calm, cool, and collected. "Get DOWN!" Burrito turned and saw at once all 4 enemies were dead. Taco and Windows had saved them.

"Status report, men!" ordered Taco.

"I'm okay," said Burrito, "Ghost and I got outnumbered and my gun jammed, but now I'm good. I bet those bitches don't know what hit them!" Burrito being his usual self said this knowing that the general at the time wouldn't care.

"All good here sir." Said Ghost.

Taco gave the order that we were to HQ and see how the damn enemy found our base. Burrito was walking with a greater stride having gone through a pretty rough thing. Windows stopped for a second and Burrito turned to watch him. Little did Windows know that Burrito thought of him as his hero.

"What's the matter sir?"

"Nothing Burrito, nothing at all."