Author's Note: This story bases itself largely upon the author's (and beta reader's) theories. It also bases itself on a One-on-One RPG slightly. Also, please send any questions to pjpat89@aol.com If you are an internet (anything OTHER than AOL) user, please send e-mails to Rainhawk620@aol.com

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Chapter One

The Beginning of the End

The rain fell continuously, seeming to fuse day and night together. The humans seemed to find it normal. They just walked along their cold streets in their raincoats, content. But one among them was not human. Tawny Ashi pulled her cloak tighter around her and tried to move around the humans. She'd been stupid to go out without her disguise. She'd gotten lucky that the rain had lasted so long, and probably would last a lot longer. The protection she'd put on her water-sensitive Irken skin had long since disappeared, and the cloak was almost useless at helping because it was sopping wet with rainwater. She smiled to herself as she neared the path to her front door. Her house looked out-of-place in the city, for she was used to living in luxury. Needles to say, it showed through in her house. It wasn't a mansion, at least not by Irken standards, but it was the largest building in almost the entire city. She quickened her pace up the walkway as she began to feel a burning sensation on her skin. She threw open the door and closed it immediatly after stepping inside.

Tawny threw her cloak to her SIR unit with a simple command.

"Take it below and have it dried." The robot began to walk slowly to the hidden elevator, weighten down by the large, wet cloak.

"NOW, TIR!"

"Y-Yes Ms. Tawny," the tiny squeak of a reply came.

Tawny set down the bag she'd been carrying and sat down on the large sofa by her door. It had been nearly a year since she'd landed on the filthy planet they called Earth. She had been so naive to accept the mission without checking any background data. Just an easy mission, she'd thought. Hardly, the humans kept all their critical data so well hidden. She hated it on Earth. Hated the very name of the planet, the very thought of it. Loathed the humans and their ways. Yet, she had been unusually happy lately, and TIR had noticed, even if it wasn't directed towards him.

She needed only a little bit more data on human structure and their weaponry and she could apply for an Armada attack. The structural data had come from a simple question, and to Tawny it exposed the human's biggest weakness. She smiled as she thought about it. Humans reacted badly to radiation, while Irkens could only get sick from it if they were already sick, or very young. The only problem was, it would take hours upon hours to do the paperwork to be granted a portion of the Irken Atomic Stockpile(I.A.S.). A mean smile formed on her face as an idea emerged, and her high, shrill laugh bounced off the walls and sent TIR cowering to a corner.

"TIR! Go apply for apply for a portion of the I.A.S.!"

"But..."

"DON'T QUESTION ME!"

"But I--"

"DO IT NOW, TIR, OR ELSE!" TIR quickly ran off while Tawny laughed again. Her laugh continued as thoughts of the suffering the humans would experience found their way into her mind. Revenge....Sweet revenge for all they did to me... It would scare almost anyone to see Tawny's loathing emerge. She could easily control her hatred, but preferred to let it show. As a result, one nuisance of a human had almost convinced her "classmates" that she was an alien. Recently she'd begun to skip more and more classes, devoting her time fully to research. And now, the weaponry data lay in the bag next to her feet. To Tawny, this sealed the human's fate permanently.

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R/R! But NO, absoloutly NO FLAMES! We don't need people telling us something we don't already know, OK?