BEEP BEEEEEP!! Horns from various cars shouted at one another in the ant
colony known as New York City. It was a beautifully smog and noise
polluted filled day, as the tightly packed people with their cigarettes in
hand swear at each other across cars, buildings, streets and the so called
air. A lonely hobo walks through a dark alley way, stopping to scrounge up
anything of use he could put into his three wheeled cart. He brushes the
dirt off of a pack of cigarettes. The container is empty, to his dismay,
but he didn't have a lighter anyway. He looked up to the sky to ask the
same question he asks himself everyday for the past seventeen years. Where
did I go wrong? He was just about to go back to his cart and start
trudging along, but then he noticed something. Beyond all the smog in the
sky, beyond what little clouds there were, and even higher than the
skyscrapers, he noticed that the sky seemed a little strange. He shrugged
it off and went back to his cart, figuring the sky looked distorted cause
of the unusual amount of smog this morning.
This new discovery of a distorted sky didn't go unnoticed by the people in the tops of the highest skyscrapers. The people who were parallel with the distortion couldn't see anything cause of its perfect two dimensional shape. Those that could see, notice that the sky seemed to waver under some unseen force. The distortion formed a perfect circle in the bright morning sky. It suddenly started to form waves, starting from the center going outward. It appeared to be opening up, as the waves around the center kept on going, except the center started to slowly spread apart, revealing pitch black. Black didn't even begin to describe how unbelievably dark it was. It seemed to almost engulf any light around it to compensate for the lack of light.
When the whole circle was engulfed in darkness, you could see how huge it actually was, able to swallow thousands of the biggest cruiser ships and still have room for thousands more. The whole took on an almost liquid consistency. Or so it seemed, when an object started to poke its head out from the middle of it. It rippled like a glass of water would when you pound lightly on the table the glass was on.
It started out small, just a spec in the center. Rapidly, it grew to half the size, elongating sideways, almost as big as the darkness. The object was opaque against the darkness. It stopped elongating and actually shrank into a cube shape, exactly as thick but twice as skinny sideways, and seemed to never end. Tempest winds rocked the city, lifting and throwing several people around like rag dolls. When the object was completely out, it looked like a crossbow without the string and no stalk. Completely metallic looking, opaque, and several kilometers across and twice as many long.
People from down below finally started to notice this little extra scenery that wasn't there a few minutes ago. Like the turkeys they ate for thanksgiving, who can stare into a rain and drown themselves, these humans of the city stared up in the sky trying to figure out what's wrong and why this is happening. The black hole disappeared in a quick wink, leaving this object from another world hovering above the city. Everywhere directly under the ship was torn apart but the winds the thrusters created. Windows shattered, trees uprooted, people believing they are birds getting their wish for the first time. Without warning, something happened that would terrify the city for the short time it was alive.
The front of the ship cracked long ways, and opened up to maybe a mile wide, which didn't look impressive on the ship. A cloud started to emerge from the inside. The strange thing with this cloud, it had direction. The hobo saw this, as other people did also. He just stood there gaping at the scene. The cloud moved its mass towards the nearest standing skyscraper that wasn't broken at all. The closer the cloud got, the smaller the building became, as it was seemingly being shot down. Great piles of rubble began to fall down on the humans, and chaos erupted. The swarm then flew low into the city, and spread out in all directions. All you could hear was constant, blood curtling screams wherever the cloud went. The hobo looked on, and as the cloud got closer, he could see they were millions of tiny ships, not bigger than a large dog each, but there were so many of them that they cast a shadow over the city.
He noticed that some of them carried extra packages that they would drop. And one of them was heading in his direction. He was too scared to make any rational thought or movement. The ship passed overhead, and released its payday on him. Instead of an explosion, a creature plopped down right in front of him. One thing was for sure, it wasn't human. Humanoid figure, covered in green scales, a green tail, talons instead of fingers, and a long lizard like snout. It looked like a giant gecko, yet at the same time, it looked all too human. It wore a skin tight black body suit, and carried two identical contraptions in both its hands. When it stood up, it was almost exactly the same height as the man. He was so horrified, he dropped to his knees and tears streaked across his soiled face. He didn't see the creature pick up his gun and point it towards his skull. He felt a sharp pain on the top of his skull, and then, all went black….
15 years have passed since the dark period, also known as the Shrouded Darkness. The name was derived from when the attack commenced. All over the world, a total and complete blackout. Most cities were destroyed, some just disappeared off the maps. No one could contact each other anywhere. No one got word of the attack or had any forewarning. Not even power generators would start up. The lack of communications or electricity set the world back to the dark ages. But, we had knowledge and written documents, so we weren't completely helpless. The human survival instinct automatically took us to these documents. With the use of these documents, we saved ourselves from going into a dark age completely, and made homes in dark caves, underground caverns, anywhere that was out of the open and out of the sights of the attackers. We protected ourselves by doing so, we were shrouded by darkness. The human race stayed underground and it doesn't look like we're coming back up anytime soon.
-President Suke; eastern underground division 34226-L9
On the surface, we can see a man walking along a dark ally way, seemingly searching for something. He stopped what he was doing, and looked up into the sky, in the very same spot the hobo was, standing in exactly the same way. But the look on his face and his overall build contradicted that of the small man. His one dark eye, almost black, hid sorrow, confusion, anger, made him look wildly older beyond his years. His other eye was covered in a black eye patch, and peaking out from behind it was a slash mark going diagonally from the bridge of his nose just past his brow. His bizarre neon orange hair ran wildly down his back to his knees. He was massively tall, his muscles rippling down his shirtless chest and arms, which had many scars. One giant slash scar across his chest was the most noticeable of markings on his body, expanding all the way across, and in the middle was at least 2 inches wide. It was clear he was born fighting. His torn pants and worn out boots were crusted over with blood and mud.
He appeared to loose interest in the sky. When he looked back down, all that emotion, all those feelings, disappeared into a completely blank face, void of emotion or even the hint of changing. He was always like this. Ever since…he blocked bad memories out of his head. He had to focus on the here and now. They just wiped the last of the invading army off the continent of North America. He just started walking, when a woman came up behind him, and tapped him gently on the shoulder. He already knew she was there, so he didn't turn around. He only acknowledged her presence with a slight turn of the head.
"Krieg, we're finished here, lets go home," The woman said quietly. He didn't answer, but he turned and place a hand on her chest, not looking back, and pushed her gently unto some of the shadows, and then disappeared into the shadows himself after her. A Reptilian like creature stepped out into the open, and started to scream. From his lack of armor and the fact he was waving his pistol around like a fool, he was drunk. Falling to his hands and knees, he started to cry. They could only watch. He brought out a vile of some sort, popped the top off, and drank a greenish fluid.
"NWKE WA WRUE GOOONE' LESOO" he shouted out loud. He took his pistol out of its holster, and put it against his head. A bullet went through his head and embedded itself in a well nearby. The lifeless form slumped to the ground, spilling blood over the already desecrated rubble. The silence afterward was painful to them both. It was a big reminder that both fighting sides never wanted to participate in these acts of war. The woman stepped out into the open first. She placed a firm hand on Kriegs shoulder.
"Lets go, its almost dark in Japan, if we hurry, we'll make it home in time," said in a vigorous voice. A toned woman's figure complimented by a lively face, black, messy hair down to her shoulder blades.
"yes, sister," They slowly levitated up. In a flash, they were gone. Before the man and his sister headed for home, they decided to pass over the city once more. He scanned the demolished sky scrapers, the ruined roads and lives. Not one window left unbroken, most cars were destroyed, while some remained either stacked on one another or flipped over. The streets were bloody walkways with millions of skeletons all over the place where there weren't any cars. Krieg looked at hells walkway with indifference, while he shuttered violently on the inside as he looked on.
Once they were finished with their scan, they concluded that they finally rid the American continent of the monstrosities for good. It was amazing. The first continent that was attacked was demolished within a couple of hours. That's where the first enemy base camp, and later, earth bound military headquarters was founded. They came upon the ruins of the old headquarters. They looked at each other for a second, The woman nodded to her brother, and they touched down onto the ground. Once on the ground, they embraced for a second, and then walked hand in hand through the wreckage. Finally, they came to an open area.
In the middle, side by side, were to piles of rocks with crosses at the heads. On the arm of one cross, was a lock of golden hair. They both stood in front of that cross, and bowed their heads respectfully.
"you fought the battle of a lifetime, you may now rest in peace," said Krieg. I will kill juggernaut for you. He thought to himself. They moved to the next one. In the middle of the cross, held in place with some leather strips, was the dragon radar, long ran dry of energy and the knowledge to make it forgotten.
"bulma, you and him had a great time together. May you rest in peace," she said. The made it tradition to come to this place every year to pay their respects. These were the planets greatest people ever to live, even if one of them was alien. Before the siblings left, the stepped by a rock, and pressed a button, then left for home. A squirrel was just passing by. Approaching the area, It sensed something was not right. It ignored its instinct for once in its pitiful and meaningless life. It was a mistake it would never live to make again as its little furry body was filled with more electricity than the power of a lightning bolt times 10. The odor of fried fur and flesh filled the air as well as the dying screams of the small creature.
This new discovery of a distorted sky didn't go unnoticed by the people in the tops of the highest skyscrapers. The people who were parallel with the distortion couldn't see anything cause of its perfect two dimensional shape. Those that could see, notice that the sky seemed to waver under some unseen force. The distortion formed a perfect circle in the bright morning sky. It suddenly started to form waves, starting from the center going outward. It appeared to be opening up, as the waves around the center kept on going, except the center started to slowly spread apart, revealing pitch black. Black didn't even begin to describe how unbelievably dark it was. It seemed to almost engulf any light around it to compensate for the lack of light.
When the whole circle was engulfed in darkness, you could see how huge it actually was, able to swallow thousands of the biggest cruiser ships and still have room for thousands more. The whole took on an almost liquid consistency. Or so it seemed, when an object started to poke its head out from the middle of it. It rippled like a glass of water would when you pound lightly on the table the glass was on.
It started out small, just a spec in the center. Rapidly, it grew to half the size, elongating sideways, almost as big as the darkness. The object was opaque against the darkness. It stopped elongating and actually shrank into a cube shape, exactly as thick but twice as skinny sideways, and seemed to never end. Tempest winds rocked the city, lifting and throwing several people around like rag dolls. When the object was completely out, it looked like a crossbow without the string and no stalk. Completely metallic looking, opaque, and several kilometers across and twice as many long.
People from down below finally started to notice this little extra scenery that wasn't there a few minutes ago. Like the turkeys they ate for thanksgiving, who can stare into a rain and drown themselves, these humans of the city stared up in the sky trying to figure out what's wrong and why this is happening. The black hole disappeared in a quick wink, leaving this object from another world hovering above the city. Everywhere directly under the ship was torn apart but the winds the thrusters created. Windows shattered, trees uprooted, people believing they are birds getting their wish for the first time. Without warning, something happened that would terrify the city for the short time it was alive.
The front of the ship cracked long ways, and opened up to maybe a mile wide, which didn't look impressive on the ship. A cloud started to emerge from the inside. The strange thing with this cloud, it had direction. The hobo saw this, as other people did also. He just stood there gaping at the scene. The cloud moved its mass towards the nearest standing skyscraper that wasn't broken at all. The closer the cloud got, the smaller the building became, as it was seemingly being shot down. Great piles of rubble began to fall down on the humans, and chaos erupted. The swarm then flew low into the city, and spread out in all directions. All you could hear was constant, blood curtling screams wherever the cloud went. The hobo looked on, and as the cloud got closer, he could see they were millions of tiny ships, not bigger than a large dog each, but there were so many of them that they cast a shadow over the city.
He noticed that some of them carried extra packages that they would drop. And one of them was heading in his direction. He was too scared to make any rational thought or movement. The ship passed overhead, and released its payday on him. Instead of an explosion, a creature plopped down right in front of him. One thing was for sure, it wasn't human. Humanoid figure, covered in green scales, a green tail, talons instead of fingers, and a long lizard like snout. It looked like a giant gecko, yet at the same time, it looked all too human. It wore a skin tight black body suit, and carried two identical contraptions in both its hands. When it stood up, it was almost exactly the same height as the man. He was so horrified, he dropped to his knees and tears streaked across his soiled face. He didn't see the creature pick up his gun and point it towards his skull. He felt a sharp pain on the top of his skull, and then, all went black….
15 years have passed since the dark period, also known as the Shrouded Darkness. The name was derived from when the attack commenced. All over the world, a total and complete blackout. Most cities were destroyed, some just disappeared off the maps. No one could contact each other anywhere. No one got word of the attack or had any forewarning. Not even power generators would start up. The lack of communications or electricity set the world back to the dark ages. But, we had knowledge and written documents, so we weren't completely helpless. The human survival instinct automatically took us to these documents. With the use of these documents, we saved ourselves from going into a dark age completely, and made homes in dark caves, underground caverns, anywhere that was out of the open and out of the sights of the attackers. We protected ourselves by doing so, we were shrouded by darkness. The human race stayed underground and it doesn't look like we're coming back up anytime soon.
-President Suke; eastern underground division 34226-L9
On the surface, we can see a man walking along a dark ally way, seemingly searching for something. He stopped what he was doing, and looked up into the sky, in the very same spot the hobo was, standing in exactly the same way. But the look on his face and his overall build contradicted that of the small man. His one dark eye, almost black, hid sorrow, confusion, anger, made him look wildly older beyond his years. His other eye was covered in a black eye patch, and peaking out from behind it was a slash mark going diagonally from the bridge of his nose just past his brow. His bizarre neon orange hair ran wildly down his back to his knees. He was massively tall, his muscles rippling down his shirtless chest and arms, which had many scars. One giant slash scar across his chest was the most noticeable of markings on his body, expanding all the way across, and in the middle was at least 2 inches wide. It was clear he was born fighting. His torn pants and worn out boots were crusted over with blood and mud.
He appeared to loose interest in the sky. When he looked back down, all that emotion, all those feelings, disappeared into a completely blank face, void of emotion or even the hint of changing. He was always like this. Ever since…he blocked bad memories out of his head. He had to focus on the here and now. They just wiped the last of the invading army off the continent of North America. He just started walking, when a woman came up behind him, and tapped him gently on the shoulder. He already knew she was there, so he didn't turn around. He only acknowledged her presence with a slight turn of the head.
"Krieg, we're finished here, lets go home," The woman said quietly. He didn't answer, but he turned and place a hand on her chest, not looking back, and pushed her gently unto some of the shadows, and then disappeared into the shadows himself after her. A Reptilian like creature stepped out into the open, and started to scream. From his lack of armor and the fact he was waving his pistol around like a fool, he was drunk. Falling to his hands and knees, he started to cry. They could only watch. He brought out a vile of some sort, popped the top off, and drank a greenish fluid.
"NWKE WA WRUE GOOONE' LESOO" he shouted out loud. He took his pistol out of its holster, and put it against his head. A bullet went through his head and embedded itself in a well nearby. The lifeless form slumped to the ground, spilling blood over the already desecrated rubble. The silence afterward was painful to them both. It was a big reminder that both fighting sides never wanted to participate in these acts of war. The woman stepped out into the open first. She placed a firm hand on Kriegs shoulder.
"Lets go, its almost dark in Japan, if we hurry, we'll make it home in time," said in a vigorous voice. A toned woman's figure complimented by a lively face, black, messy hair down to her shoulder blades.
"yes, sister," They slowly levitated up. In a flash, they were gone. Before the man and his sister headed for home, they decided to pass over the city once more. He scanned the demolished sky scrapers, the ruined roads and lives. Not one window left unbroken, most cars were destroyed, while some remained either stacked on one another or flipped over. The streets were bloody walkways with millions of skeletons all over the place where there weren't any cars. Krieg looked at hells walkway with indifference, while he shuttered violently on the inside as he looked on.
Once they were finished with their scan, they concluded that they finally rid the American continent of the monstrosities for good. It was amazing. The first continent that was attacked was demolished within a couple of hours. That's where the first enemy base camp, and later, earth bound military headquarters was founded. They came upon the ruins of the old headquarters. They looked at each other for a second, The woman nodded to her brother, and they touched down onto the ground. Once on the ground, they embraced for a second, and then walked hand in hand through the wreckage. Finally, they came to an open area.
In the middle, side by side, were to piles of rocks with crosses at the heads. On the arm of one cross, was a lock of golden hair. They both stood in front of that cross, and bowed their heads respectfully.
"you fought the battle of a lifetime, you may now rest in peace," said Krieg. I will kill juggernaut for you. He thought to himself. They moved to the next one. In the middle of the cross, held in place with some leather strips, was the dragon radar, long ran dry of energy and the knowledge to make it forgotten.
"bulma, you and him had a great time together. May you rest in peace," she said. The made it tradition to come to this place every year to pay their respects. These were the planets greatest people ever to live, even if one of them was alien. Before the siblings left, the stepped by a rock, and pressed a button, then left for home. A squirrel was just passing by. Approaching the area, It sensed something was not right. It ignored its instinct for once in its pitiful and meaningless life. It was a mistake it would never live to make again as its little furry body was filled with more electricity than the power of a lightning bolt times 10. The odor of fried fur and flesh filled the air as well as the dying screams of the small creature.