2014 Anno Domini, 22 June:
When humanity first discovered the prospects of genuine alien lifeforms, there initially had been a wave of exultation and fear, and a growth of apocalyptic mentalities. With humanity not alone in the universe, awe certainly seemed to be a proper initial response. Then the Hubble Space Telescope detected a set of what appeared to be large-scale combat operations in space between aliens whose powers in the realm of war was truly awe-inspiring in the oldest senses of that word. Their ships were massive and heavily armored, but the wars they fought in space were not fought just by the starships in question but by what seemed to be both kill sats and drones, with gleaming rows and rays of fire lancing through the skies and what were verified as massive thermonuclear eruptions on a grand scale. The fear this created was a great one, but it began to get worse when some of the starships began to seemingly shift in the direction of Earth.
That this indicated some type of faster than light travel was possible was an astonishing phenomenon that likewise roiled the world. But then, on this day, the 22nd of June in that year of the Christian calendar, signs and wonders began of strange and improbable note. Telescopes unveiled the sights of alien starships landing on the larger Jovian and Saturnian moons and the spread of what seemed like orbital battle-stations from the landings. Likewise with the larger asteroids of the asteroid belt. And then, to our shock, on that date, the aliens decelerated from Faster than Light travel over the planet Mars, landing to establish what seemed like these otherworldly bridgeheads, bridgeheads designed by no sapient mind for peace.
It was then that the wonder began to turn to panic, the moreso when we detected signs that the aliens were decelerating over our own world. With this, I, the War Geek, conclude what may be my final blog post. And how poetic, then, that if Man meets his masters from beyond the stars we meet them on the anniversary of Napoleon and Hitler invading Russia, Perhaps we, too, shall give them a surprise.
The Battlecraft New Monarchy, Decelerating over Tamir III:
"Brutish orb, isn't it?"
Azazteti Stazarzhin turned to the huge, oafish Roes'in next to him, glad at least that he would be able to communicate by more than sign language and gestures with someone of his own species. The Roes'in, like Stazarzhin himself was a stocky being with a chinless face with deep sunken yellow eyes and a massive brow-ridge, arched in shape. Their noses were broad, and their dark grey, almost pitch-hued skin was marked with mottled dark orange patterns. The Roes'in High General continued to speak,
"Insofar as we know, these Zhrunzhir have but one type of space travel workable at the moment. The robotic probes that we encountered through their planetary system and the roving robots on the fourth planet of that system. Including the one crushed by an extension of one of our bases."
Stazharzin murmured to himself, lost in thought, the murmur echoing as a deep rumbling sound like boulders grinding together.
"If they can do this, I presume they have at least an understanding of how to split and merge the atom for destructive effect?"
His subordinate blinked. "Not sure how this follows, Supreme Commander."
His face impassively fixed into a dispassionate gaze, Stazarzhin merely turned and glared at the soldier, who balked at him, thinking Naturally you would not grasp the self-evident.
To his amusement, his subordinate stammered for a bit before saying, "Yes, Supreme Commander. They have fission-fusion and fission bombs."
Stazarzhin's face broke out in a sinister smile "Only fission-fusion and fission? No true fusion or antimatter?"
"Correct, Supreme Commander."
"Then we will be able to simply contain the blasts in Null Zones. Thus, even where we would take notice of the Zhrunzhir, they have nothing for us to fear. Well, High General Artkhanzhin, you and I are going to be the first World-Conquerors our Empire has produced. Before us the stumbling malformed creatures of Tamir III will fall as the microsapients of their world would before a Drakhzhak on ours."
Laughing, Azazteti Stazharzin then turned his gaze to that world once more, "These mesosapients do have huge conglomerations together, to be sure. They are a species that has rudimentary space travel and means to split and merge the atom, within limits. But next to the might of our world ours is such a vastly superior iron hand that their world would disintegrate as a civilization in a matter of three revolutions of this planet around its axis. We have no reason, Artkhanzhin, to bother with the divisions of such inferior bungling mockeries of the form of our race, because what they do or do not do is immaterial.
All that truly matters is whether or not this is a world that can serve as a hedgehog against Xaderavcal."
Both then laughed as Stazharzhin, Supreme Commander of the Fourth Monarchy of the Underlan Empire's Armies issued the order "Release the Null-Zones to dismantle the local fission and fission-fusion arsenals. By now our Simultech consoles should have hacked and co-opted the rudimentary Information Networks of this primitive dirt clod, and when we've done that, we'll smash their satellite coverage network, disintegrate the artificial satellite covering, and initiate planetfall.
I want to see the look on the Zhrunzhir's faces when their pitiful understandings of that which is not them from beyond their purview becomes reality!"
Amidst oafish laughter the orders were given. And as the Null Zones were activated humanity would never again be the same.......