1 Month Later, Earth.
"Sir we have... distressing new, at best. One of the outer planets, 1.25.GH-3, was destroyed." I told the world leader, trying my hardest not to sound like a insolent little child.
"How do you know?" He asked, very suspicious, and making no atempt to hide it.
"I was there just after the 'virus' escaped."
"How did you survive?"
"My friends and I are Sentiants, relitivly immortal, only dieing from natural causes, such as old age. We are from another demension. I can take you there but it takes time, we'd have to travel to one of the remaining Sites."
"There is no such thing!"
"We try to help you but you all ignore and rejected us from the begining. All of you hated us, until we went underground, that is."
"Remove him from my office, and execute him!"
"I wouldn't do that if I were you!" I warned, as i began to pull out my sword. I don't like guns, you have ammunition to worry about. I cut a starshaped pattern around me, killing all of the gaurds. I had to act fast, the rest would be here in a matter of minutes. I stabbed the blade, like a key into the center of the 'star' I had cut out. A half of a second after I pulled the blade back a dark 'wormhole' looking portal came out of thin air. "Now do you believe me?" I yelled over the vortex.
The panick stricken leader just nodded, mouth half open. He trusted me.
25 years later, Earth
They were swarming. Everyone who could buy a gun, and even some who couldn't, bought one. They tried to defend themselves against the onslaught, but it was no use. The virus just kept killing them and reainimating them. Clearly the virus had morphed. We evacuated what and who we could, but there wasn't many left after the virus hit down. It was terrible. Me and Aautum floated looking at the destruction of the world below.
"There dead, all of them." She said trying not to cry.
"Goddanm it!" I yelled. The exspression had grown on me, seeing as Sentiants don't have any religious beliefs, but it still felt odd to say.
"Gone, all gone..." Aautum kept repeating.
But thats all to far ahead. You must hear the story from the begining. You must know the truth about how you survived, and how the tragedy started. You must know our attepmt to save your race, to let you become a spacefaring species in our universe. But in order to do that we must start at the begining, because you must know the truth. Not that crap your 'History' books made up. You must learn the truth. And once you have the truth, you can grow to rise up and become the great species you once were...
