Chapter 2

Ancient space is essentially the same as normal, more on the warmer color spectrum. Everything is on fire. Nothing has too much blue, and there are asteroid fields everywhere. These space metals usually drift aimlessly, slowly, for millions of years without significant movement, but the right push can get them to go hurtling at hundreds of thousands of lightyears a day. Some are slower, some are faster, some are bigger and some are stronger.

And some seemingly come from out of nowhere.

Back on earth, G awakens a few hours into its nap to the sound of- wind. Something falling? Hard to tell, but it seemed to know it was new and of course- disturbing it.

The drowsy radioactive newt tromped out of its home and looked outside. The sky was red. As always. The Sea was blue. Nothing abnormal. The volcano a few miles away was erupting again. White noise.

Ah there we go, a giant fiery rock hurtling towards the earth at speeds several hundred times past the speed of sound.

Now, fiery flying rocks were nothing new to G. It's seen them get chucked from Volcanoes before on its way to the cave. But this one was falling significantly higher than the others. So either the volcano shot this big one in specifics high and far away from it- or that rock didn't come from the volcano.

Now G, being the bright young lizard that it was, decided that perhaps, it's not best to be standing outside of its cave while this thing was coming for the planet. And yet- it felt a strange sense of eerie unnaturalness about this thing. Whatever it was, something was not what it seemed. And yet . . . it was still just a rock, was it not?

It was contemplating how it felt about this when the atmosphere broke. Perhaps it could figure this out another time. G retreats into its cave, to the deepest darkest part of it for safe measures.

If the sky was red hot before, it was ALIGHT now. The giant asteroid was nearly as wide as the Chrysler building was tall. Burning and turning red hot and molten as it approached the oceans of planet Earth.

Deep inside the burning asteroid, something stirred. Something small, and defenseless. Soft.

Alive.

The explosion of water could be seen from space.

And THIS is why you don't leave your damn cave.

G would be huddled in the back of its home as hot air blew into it and against the molten rock of the land he lived on. Blowing boulders, rocks- hell a few small MOUNTAINS off their thick bases. Though G could not see this- or much of anything, as the nearly boiling wind blinded its eyes.

G turns away from the entrance to the cave, facing the black walls and trying to deal with the searing pain in its optics- when they suddenly stop burning.

Its vision was slowly returning- and something was forming around its eyes. Even as the world went to hell, it seemed it found new ways to evolve this singular creature.

These protective membranes finished forming over G's eyes before the cave suddenly filled with water.

The ocean was- absent in this part of the world. An entire crater where water once was had formed, a burning orange yet much SMALLER crater made in the floor held the space metal that had caused this damage to the sea.

The Asteroid smoked and glowed. Burning bright orange and slowly melting, finally. It seems the fall from Earth's atmosphere was enough to make it break.

And break- it did. As the water began to come down back onto the asteroid something silver and small began to poke its way through. Break it's way out.

And as it started to come out of the molten metal- the ocean's full force crashed onto it.

A few hours later, a thousand crying hyenas rang out from somewhere inside the ocean depths.