Hey guys! I am back with another chapter of First Contact! The moon rover from chapter 1 is supposed to be the Lunokhod 1 rover, a Soviet lunar rover that launched with the Luna 17 spacecraft in 1970. However, in this story it is owned by the Russian Empire, not the Soviet Union. Enjoy! NOTE: The Monrovia Incident occurred on August 14th, 2018 and the Geneva Conference occurred on August 18th, 2018.
Location: Geneva, State of Switzerland, Germany; ILN Headquarters.
August 19th, 2018/1 ABY
The world leaders were gathered in a room with a large screen, currently showing static, meant to contact the alien ships. King of Morocco Mohammad VI had recently arrived in Geneva, arriving late due to matters involving Spanish Sahara. The Emperors of Tonga and Brunei also soon arrived. They sat, staring at the screen as it continued to show only static. They were sending radio signals up to the ships in orbit, hoping to receive a transmission back from them. Further scouting missions by the alien ships had been reported in Miami, Dakar, La Paz, Venice, Belgrade, Budapest, and others. The scouts were also occurring more frequently. This prompted the leaders to contact them as fast as they could.
Suddenly the static on the screen began to falter, and the leaders soon focused intently on the screen as a human wearing a grey military uniform on a platform surrounded by other people in grey uniform as well as people in white and black armor.
"Hello there, I am Admiral Unesko Ploriando of the Imperial Star Destroyer Imperator and the Imperial Navy. I understand that you are attempting to contact me. I will allow you to speak as long as you identify yourselves.". The world leaders stood shocked that this human from outer space, spoke English of all things.
Location: ISD Imperator, Orbit above Earth
Unesko was quite surprised when they attempted to contact the Star Destroyer. A bold move. He announced who he was and observed the shock on the faces of those he saw through the screen.
"What?" he asked in a confused voice.
"Y-you sp-speak English?" asked one of the people on the screen.
"I have never heard of English, but I am speaking Galactic Basic. Is this not what you are speaking?"
"No, not at all." the man replied.
"No matter, back to the question at hand."
"Right, well I am Mohammed al-Arbak, Secretary of the International League of Nations. With me are all the World Leaders."
"Your planet is not united?" asked Unesko, confused.
"No, that could never happen. At least, not for a long time."
"So how many countries are there?"
"Around, 37"
"37!" Unesko was in complete shock. He never thought that many nations could co-exist like that for any length of time.
"Correct. Would you like a run-down on who all is here?"
"Sure."
After a gruellingly long run-down beginning with the King of Saudi Arabia and the President of the United States and ending with the Emperor of Tonga and the Emperor of Brunei.
'There appear to be quite a few monarchs, especially empires.' Unesko thought to himself. He had carefully formulated a plan. He would get a few of those empires on his side. Most likely the ones known as Russia, China, and Brazil. He would manipulate them into joining the Empire in its fight against the Rebel Alliance, and would have them turn on other Earthly nations such as the so-called superpower, the United States. It was perfect. But for know he would need to know their standing with each other so he knew who would fight against him. Surely these empires weren't foolish enough to help these petty Kingdoms and Democracies.
"I would like to request a face-to-face meeting with your world leaders as soon as possible." said Unesko.
"We can meet in a few days in a secure location, such as Moscow. It isn't a capital city and is quite safe. (AN: Fun Fact, Moscow actually wasn't the capital of the Russian Empire, at least not for very long, that honour goes to Saint Petersburg).
"Good, I will see you all again in a few days."
"Farewell to you Admiral."
The screen flicked off. 'This is going to be fun.' thought Unesko.
Location: Monrovia, Liberia, USA
August 20th, 2018
Ethan was sitting in the mess hall having his lunch when he heard some of his friends talking about the current situation with these aliens. He overheard them saying stuff about how it was a human that spoke English. Yeah right, like he was going to believe that. He also heard that they would meet in Moscow in a few days.
"I understand that Russia is a big and powerful country, but why Moscow? I mean, that is a major city and these aliens could attack us at any moment!" he said quietly to himself.
"Maybe cause Moscow is in now of the most powerful nations on the planet?" said a voice behind him, "Also, stop whispering, you look stupid."
He looked to his left to see his friend, Sarah Wilkons. Sarah had been his friend since the 9th grade. She had blond hair, blue eyes, and was short. However Ethan found out the hard way, to NEVER say that to her face. Last time someone did that, well, let's just say it wasn't pretty.
"I know that, but just because it is powerful doesn't mean we can plop a group of aliens from a f***ing SPACE WARSHIP in one of the BIGGEST CITIES ON THE PLANET!"
"Geez, calm down. You're making me deaf, ya know."
"Sorry, but still. My statement still stands."
"On what ground? You haven't done anything"
"Let's just stop discussing this."
"Hmmm. Nah. You know for a fact I am going to harass you about this the entire day."
"Oh my god."
"Hah, I love seeing you suffer scrub."
"Good to see my misery brings you joy."
"Lol."
Well, here is a new chapter! I just barely made the 1k word mark. I would've work on more chapters but we just celebrated Thanksgiving here, since I live in the United States, and I haven't been able to work in a room alone, since I prefer writing in an empty room because my writing is a very personal thing for me. Anyways, I added the dates for yah Peter Hong Kong! Hope you enjoy the story! Also, thanks for the suggestions ChocolateTeapot (I love that username btw)! Helps a lot. Hope y'all enjoy the story.
Anyways, like last time, suggestions for improvement are accepted and are very much wanted. Until next time, MINECRAFTLOVER 5575, OUT!
