The Reclaiming

by Deathgod9898

in a time when humanity is lost among the stars, at war with an enemy far more powerful than themselves, unable to go to earth, where does hope lie in reclaiming their old empire? the hope lies in the hand of the young, and this is the story of taking back what was once theirs. notice: all future updates will be done on fictionpress under the same username I have here.

One-thousand years, that's how long we have been at war. We are fighting an empire. They outclass in men, technology, resources, size, power, everything! It all began with a single shot. There was no room for negations or anything. It was exactly on thousand years ago to this day, September 15, 6000A.D. also known as September 15th, 1000A.F.

You must be wondering who I am to know this, I am not a living being. I am an artificial intelligence; I was made by humans over 2000 years ago. My purpose, it was to observe and monitor all space traffic. I was offline for the past 500 years but I woke up the other day. I have spent my time learning what I missed and creating this Digi journal. The reason is simple, I am dying. Well the closest thing to death for one such as myself. So, when you find this, don't do anything about me. I digress, you wish to know what I speak of I'm sure. I talk of the Fall. We, the Empire of Sol, were in a talk with an extra-galactic empire. Yes, you heard me, extra-galactic. Out of our galaxy I mean. However even in the year 5000A.D we still had xenophobia. One of those xenophobes stole aa Starfighter. On the day, the person to seal the agreement arrived, they shot them down. The diplomat was killed and the Empire was furious. We only had a week to assemble our forces before they showed up. We had close to 20,000 warships at the star way entrance/exit. We were stunned when a force of over 60,000 warships, mostly battleship and cruiser class ships came out. They attacked without a second's delay and began laying waste to us. We fought back as best we could but it was use. They outnumbered us so vastly, our forces ran after half our fleet was killed off. We had only killed around 10,000 enemy ships. The enemy chased us without mercy, until we reached Neptune. In the year 4289 A.D we settled on Neptune, creating cities in its skies and oceans. The enemy saw this and stopped chasing our fleet, we stopped to see why. They set up around the planet and began to bomb all the cities there. Once they were done with the cities, they turned to the oceans. While the cities were sinking and people were trying to cling to life, they began to fire lasers into the water. We didn't know why, until we saw it began to boil the water and everything in it. The fleet ran to the next settlement on Jupiter and ordered an evacuation. All humans were being sent to earth to join a convoy, this convoy was to leave the system and settle on random habitable worlds. However, our foe gave us no rest. They chased us and killed any ships that fell behind. They also glassed any land that was habitable and had humans on it. We got to earth and a massive battle began. We had gathered all the might of humanity, our battlestations, our warships, our land guns and orbital guns, everything. It was total force of 10,000 battlestations, 40,000 warships, 5,000 land guns and 1,00 orbital guns. The foe had a surprise waiting for us however. When the battle began, the convoy left and earth was devoid of all human life. That is when the enemy showed us their true power. They called in a warship that was three times the size of Manhattan. We made a new class just for it, Shadow-class. It was due to it blocking out stars and making massive shadows on the land. We lost half of everything we had in this fight. That's when we gave up and fled, leaving our ancestral home to our enemy. We want it back but we don't have the power to fight a shadow class. Not yet at least…power lost..shutting..down..goodbye now.