June 26th 3000 – Tom – Unexpected enemy

What remains of the Language Block, holds the holo-projector (The original one was destroyed when Math was), and it normally works so much better, but the Vs have begun striking at our Satellites in orbit. They're making us Blind. Most of our Labs have been destroyed and are now just a pile of rubble. The Training room is in a similar state. The Tech Block is being using as Labs and The Armoury. Gym has been turned into the Robot Storage. Humanities and English have been turned into Bedrooms. Theatre is the meeting room where we organise our plans to attack the enemy. The training room was destroyed about eight weeks ago, so we are now down to our last fighting hope, as we can no longer train new people to help.

We were cut off from our allies in America and Australia last week.

Our plan is failing.

It started as a school, which the Government turned into their last resort program. The US and Australia had the same idea. They got together as the Vs conquered the world, they made the plan. They designed us. Our Powers. Our abilities. Everything. The Vs have kept trying. But we keep forcing them back. But Now...

We're losing friends and family. America started losing bases. Australia kept the enemy at bay. But internal conflict pulled them all apart and they destroyed themselves. We are down to our last Chance.

In my room there is a door, out the door is a small corridor. Four other doors lead off that. The others lead to my brothers' rooms. Darren, Ed and Jamie. One to the room that we use to relax as much as we can. Emily, Jack and Darren walked in while I was coming out of the Hallway. The walls were a light shade turquoise at the top and on the bottom under a white bars with wire in them, they were a navy blue colour; blood was smeared all over the wall.

"Tom, we need to talk," Emily stated, the wind blowing her Ginger hair into the air as the Sun caught it, though it could have just been the side effects of when she last went Supernova and destroyed about two hundred Visitor Motherships in the process.

Confused, I asked; "What about?"

"The year 2010AD or 1V," Darren replied taking off his glasses as he had just finished reading off of a piece of paper and he only needs them for reading.

"What about it?" I asked growing suspicious, getting a Fire-Ball hand ready in my hand. They've done some really stupid things, recently so I had the right to be suspicious and what they were talking about involves changing the past.

"We've got to go back," Emily explained, very badly though.

"If we don't then we are going to lose the war," Jack added finally talking The Blonde Midget has been getting very quiet recently.

"Jack, what is wrong with you?" I asked. "You are getting quieter and quieter."

"I know," he replied. "The Prophesies are getting worst, each one is revealing more about the past, when they arrive. The Vs. We've got to go back; I just know that all of these are meant for us. We are to win this war, just not here. Just not now," he explained as something made the glass shatter behind me, we all dove to the floor. What I thought were Vs came crashing through afterwards.

"Go, GO!" I exclaimed gesturing for them to run. I formed a Time-Bomb with my hands and launched it at the intruders, they vaporised. I turned and ran. Something like a table almost hit me, but I skidded and ducked under it and it smashed on the wall. Emily and Jack were waiting. They readied Fire-Balls. I ducked and rolled away before they hit me. They launched them and the mini-suns struck each alien in the face. They fell over on their faces. Suckers. The doors from the other end of the corridor blasted open; Connor came out of his room and threw two Portals in from of them before they could hit Emily and Jack. "Where is everyone?" I asked.

"Tech and Language, we are the only ones here," Emily replied.

"Great," I replied as Ralph and Oscar came crashing through the roof.

"Ow," they moaned, the Vs who blasted the doors open charged in, we all jumped and flew into the air to avoid them. The Vs kept running towards the theatre. One of them had something that looked like a bomb; they managed to make it to the theatre while we were fighting others that had run in. Geoff and his quadruplets ran into the theatre after sending us a message saying goodbye and that they would keep the explosion contained.

"No!" I exclaimed as an explosion ripped from my stomach and killed each V that was in the hall, then the Theatre exploded. I punched the wall next to me and it caved in.

"We've got to go back," I agreed.

"Go back where?" Ralph asked.

"Not where, When," Jack replied.

"The beginning of this war?" Ralph asked.

"The beginning of Earth," I replied. "We need prehistoric help."

"That won't work. We have to back to when the Vs arrive," Jack retorted. "We have got Prophesies, and they come from that Time Frame." Something flew through the door and stuck Jack in the side of the head, then Emily; followed by Connor, Ralph and finally Oscar. I grabbed Darren's arm and threw him through the door where he then kicked the Vs that had just turned up, then someone I thought dead as one of the first victims of the Australian civil war, pinned Darren against the Wall. Then I realised the people Darren had knocked out were even more of the Australian team, then I realised the People I had vaporised were Vs. I moved at Super Sonic Speed and brought my hand up against the intruder's head before he could burn Darren.

"Drop him," I ordered.

"I'm in charge here," he stated.

"In Australia maybe, but in England this is my base," I retorted and released the Fire-Ball, he flew through the wall, dropping Darren in the process. Where the hole is led to what was the Training room if it hadn't been destroyed. He landed in the rubble.

"You're weak," he replied. "You let your emotion control you, that is why I should be in charge. For I am Jamie."

"You've left your team to rot, we will never work under you," I snapped.

"It's time we worked under one leadership," Jamie decided. "My Leadership."

"I think my team would argue," I snapped as I jumped through the hole and landed next to him. Most of my team also jumped through the hole in the wall or flew over the Robot Storage.

"You think you can survive Vs, America and Australia?" Jamie taunted.

"We're leaving," I replied.

"Where will you go," he snapped.

"Not where, but when," Jack replied.

"And there were never three leaders, overall I was always in charge," I snapped.

"Tom, we just regained communications with what remains of Australia and America," Darren added as he jumped through the hole. "But more satellites have been destroyed."

"K, Emily, Leanne, Josie and Vicky, lock him up," I ordered; then they took him away, to go up to our captured invisible V ship that we had captured. Well our Grandparents anyway. "Emily, meet back in the language room, but only you. Darren and Jack come with me. Ralph fire up the Robots, we need more satellites."

We'd walked to L1 the last remaining Language room which also held the holo-projector. Everyone else had returned to the armoury and labs. A couple had gone to read books in the library. We had every remaining book on Earth. Burnt, every other book was burnt with the rest of the Human Race.

Jack hasn't stopped shaking since the battle we had a few days ago, Darren had found a condition called PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) that Jack was showing symptoms to. The battle involved him flying one of the V ships and then being shot down and almost dying. That is enough to scare anyone, and now sometimes all he can here is the explosions of the ship ringing in the back of his head.

Darren was becoming Distance too, I know Jaso had taught him how to interpret Prophesies (As well as Jack and Jaso), but some of them are making him distance, in a kinda awkward way. He is telling them to me, but he seems to know the meaning to them straight away; even the most complex ones.

Emily, she's going strange as well, she looked into the Time Vortex a few weeks ago and now know everything from beginning of time till now. She knows stuff that we can change, and what we can't. We try to change both. Though neither of them normally work.

"We've got to go back," I agreed. "We're losing the battle here, so we have to back and stop it at its source."

"When do we leave?" Emily asked.

"We're going to leave them in tatters in England, wait for Dean to get back from his mission to America, and Bradley to get back from Australia," I explained.

"Bradley, Dean and John are back," Darren added.

"What?" I asked. "Why didn't you tell me?"

Darren replied; "At least not until now, I didn't think it mattered."