Jake Pt.3
DoA, Day of Arrival. That's what my 2 friends from the plane called it. It's too bad they both died before I found the Army's Hide-Out for survivors and everyone else who could make it in.
So we were close to the air port but something hit the plane and we were rocketing towards the ground. And before we knew it I was knocked unconscious by the explosion.
When I came to, there was wreckage all around me. Dead people were lying on the rocky landscape that was New York City. As I was walking through the barren wasteland, there were few buildings left standing. The Empire State Building was standing and there were other smaller buildings that were seemingly left alone.
I saw a transmitting radio, the ones they used for talking, in the rubble and heard voices coming from it. "Can anyone hear me? I repeat! Can anyone hear me?" I rushed over and replied to the voice "Who is this?" "Sir we are the UNSC and we need you to deliver a message to Sergeant Peece! Tell him that reinforcements, vehicles, and weapons will be delivered as soon as possible! This is the UNSC broadcasting from the year 2552!" Then after that, silence. I really couldn't believe it because they were broadcasting from around 500 years into the future. Then just at moment a huge foot smashed the radio. It was one of the Aliens and his little stick was glowing green…