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Chapter 5.5: The Ones From the Stars. (Part 2)

Chapter 5.5: The Ones From the Stars. (Part 2)

The two were walking, attempting to flee the forest where they lost 2 great friends. Halle and Alfred, despite their experience and strength, were both brutally slaughtered by a single metallic creature. Alika's face was still in tears, loosing the love of her life. The only thing they could do now is to is to go back to a city, and inform the adventurer's guild on what had happened.

From Alika's good eyes, she spots more metallic beings. The two launched themselves to hide behind the trees. Taking a peak, a heard of 15 were looking around, searching for it's prey. Ray and Alika started to sneak past the beings, by using the trees as walls to protect themselves. Alika spots more in the south.

"They appear to be blocking us." said Alika

"We should then go around them. If we try to run, it will catch up with us."

Before they continued traversing through the forest quietly, they prayed to their god.

"Oh Kalina. Help us."

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The monitor displayed the two terrified natives sneaking past the drones. Melvin orders more drones to encourage the two to take a right turn. Simon obliges. Melvin couldn't just stop smiling. Exited at the prospect that he would be involved in catching two of the fantastical humanoids.

The pair inched slowly towards a bald spot of the forest. He got more exited.

"Simon, move drones in to engage, but not kill. Partially surround them so they can move toward the little grassy land."

"Yes sir"

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The two had managed to not be spotted. They inched closer to what appeared to be the exit. Their heart beats faster at the prospect of sweet escape. Yet, Alika had a strange feeling that they were lured into a trap. However, there was no time to thing, as her little eye spots something move closer.

"Ray, they spotted us!"

The beings shot more of it's pellets at them, destroying the trees that acted as a guardian. They were forced to make a run for it, to the path and onto to anywhere safe. Yet horror stuck when they all surrounded the two. Ray put on a shield, and Alika helped him with her magical strength.

They were prepared, to meet their end, but strangely, the beings stared at them, not doing anything.

*PHEW*

A powerful red bolt of light, fully overwhelmed Ray, and disabled his shield. Two darts then hit the both of them. Alika felt nauseous and fell on the ground. The last thing she ever saw, was Ray, the metallic beasts, and a strange man in a dirty cloths.

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In a private meeting room, the expedition commander Marquise Jackson, the head scientists John Hamilton and 2 other generals were in discussion. Marquise Jackson was a tall African American born in 14th September, 12,488. He wore his camo uniform, with a camo army cap, black buttons, and many ribbons and medals for his service and a jet black name plate. His two generals were Archer Peterson and Adam Perez.

Archer Peterson, the space marine commander, was an Anglo-American born in 2nd April, 12,460. He wore a similar attire to the commander, with the only noticeable difference being that he held fewer ribbons and medals. He was transferred to the expedition team of Xerox mainly because he was chosen Marquise, who considered him perfect for the job. He had handled the giant, but rare bug species effectively on Roabu-223, a planet with an excess amount of oxygen.

Adam Perez was of Spanish decent. Born in California in 24th of January 12,467. He is the commander of the expedition's Air Force. This includes all manned and unmanned aircraft. He served in Boabu-223 with Archer, which is why he also was chosen by Marquise because he was recommended by Archer.

They had a monitor pull out a map and locate every native settlement, by the approximate population shown off represented by it's size, were located. They were separated to the identified native species of the planet and given a unique symbol. The alien human clones; named XRX-01-01 had a man's face. The pointy eared ones; XRX-01-02 had a man's face but with pointy ears. The midgets; XRX-01-03 had a short man. The living trees; XRX-01-04 a tree with eyes. The red-skinned and purple horned humanoids; XRX-01-05/ERTI- 01-01 face of a man with horns.

These settlements all have a little eye symbol next to them that was either rose red, golden yellow or lime green. If the eye symbol is green, then the Nano-drones, or nanomachines as they are called, have managed settle and actively sending information about them. If golden yellow, the nanomachines have settled, and are ready to send information. Rose red meant that an insufficient amount of nanomachines have settled to send information.

Commander Marquise stared at the 50 inch monitor. Many of the major settlements had a yellow indicator, while most of it was in red, no green indicators. The commanders' faces formed a grin at it, feeling satisficed.

"Not even three days into the expedition and we have already set up spy drones to conduct espionage." He said with his deep voice. He turns his head to his generals.

"When will they be operational?" he asked. Archer looked at Adam. Adam coughed a bit before speaking.

"Well commander. The Head of Drone operators, Melvin D Rogers said that once the A.I system is fully operational and ready to work."

"Wasn't it already operational?"

"Negative Sir. It was only to secure the perimeter of the base."

"When will it be active?"

"The A.I systems will be fully active in about 5 days time. Which means by the end of the week."

"How much of that time is for construction of the other operator rooms?"

"About 3 days, sir."

"Will there be human supervisors?"

"Yes sir."

Marquise turned to the scientist, John Hamilton.

"So, Dr. Hamilton. In my briefing for this mission, the natives are said are able to do some... magical shit?"

"Well Commander, we use the phrase 'Quantum psionics' when referring to their abilities, but yes."

"I see. Have you learned anything new about them?"

"Well we suspect that there might be some attribute system involved, such as combustion, Dihydrogen Monoxide, Solid Dihydrogen Monoxide, Soil, Fast moving air, and probably more."

"I'm sorry, what?" He asked. The scientist sighed.

"Fire, Water, Earth, Wind , etc..."

"Oh I see." The commander said with a smile.

"The list IS incomplete, right?"

"Yes sir, it is. We are currently trying to find a Quantum psionic academy of sorts, which has a high chance of existence here. Most likely among the native elites."

"How many natives have been captured?"

"Well about 2 hours ago I was informed by Rogers that he found two more natives. Couple that with the abduction of XRX-01-02-#1a, we are likely to have 3 by the end of the day. Take into account the one we captured at midnight today, so 4 in total.

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"Good. I think that leaves everything in order. You are all dismissed."

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The great hall with many seats forming a line, sat many kings and grandmasters from many kingdoms all over the continent for a meeting in the Great palace of the Empire of Novaskoska. The letters were written by Grandmaster Valdemar, and signed by Novaskoska's royal seal, meaning approval had also came from King Floyyd Lanchestor himself. They were all waiting for the arrival of the grandmaster and princess Mirabelle.

The dark door to the hall was then opened, and in entered Grandmaster Valdemar and the Princess. Valdemar wore his fancy violet cloak, and Mirabelle wore her azure blue grown for the occasion. They went to their designated seats, next the to king. With her arrival, Grandmaster Valdemar went up to the podium. He placed his index and middle finger on his throat and coughed. A while magic circle had appeared.

"I welcome everyone here who had travelled far and wide to be here today" ha said. His voice was heard throughout the hall. All thanks to the little magic spell put on.

"A few weeks ago, Princess Mirabelle had a vision, a vision of a Kacee event." A collective gasp can he heard from the grandmasters, while their kings were left starching their head at his statement.

"A Kacee event is when an entity from a far away place, form a far away world coming to our own. It happened 2 million years ago here on the realm of Nalla."

The kings stood a bit straighter on their chairs.

"I will now let Princess Mirabelle to take over the podium to let her describe the beings of her vision."

With that, Valdemar let his two fingers go away from his throat. He steps down and walks back to his seat. Mirabelle got up when her father sat back down. She walked up to the podium, with a made putting a stool for her to stand on because of her height as a child. She executed the same ritual as her father before to talk.

"It had started when I was 7 years old. The vision started when I wake up in the middle of a cold night. I then get off my bed, then walk up to the balcony." She said. The grandmasters' jaws collectively dropped and eyes widened.

"This vision reoccurred every night. For until nearly a month ago. When I walked up to the balcony. I saw it. I saw the eye. It was a white eye with a brown pupil. After I saw it, the wind started to howl louder and I ended up in a strange white room, with 2 men wearing a strange turquoise shirt and black pants.

They both looked at a glowing painting of a ball. A small aqua ball at the center of the painting. It had some green in the middle and white on the top and down of the ball. Next to the ball was an even smaller silver ball. The wind started howling and the first strange vision ended there.

The next vision was the eye's origin. A world filled with smoke, and near hard to breath, dominated by these tall glass, stone and steel foreign structures, all over the place that overlooks the terrain. The ground meanwhile was covered in a black like rock with white paint and yellow paint on it, with metallic beasts either roaming around or sleeping on the sides.

There were people there, yes. But they all looked like black silhouettes, indicating sadness and loneliness. They were many who were skinny, but more who were obese. Their eyes were all either brown, blue, or green. These... beings were roaming throughout the day when a demon suddenly attacked."

A sudden 'Oh!' was heard from the crowd.

"This demon was very muscular, and had long purple horns. A very powerful one indeed. It tears through the people, who had turn red in anger. Then, they sent out a different black silhouette, which appeared to be armored. It took hold of it, and completely destroyed it with ease. The mighty demon was left to run away from the realm, while the others shouted 'Terra is mad.'

They tried to enter the portal, but as the black silhouette got close to it, the portal closed. They were then silent at first, but then they started to speak again, repeating the phrase 'we will remember' over and over again."

She ended her speech as she disabled her spell, took off her two fingers from her neck and went back to her seat. There was chatter among the kings and grandmasters. Kind Floyyd gets up from his seat and stands on the position.

"Now, we know that they have hostilities against demons, we cannot be sure if they are hostile against us. Our main concern is whether to inform our citizens about this new entity."

Many arguments broke out on both sides. Many argued against their public announcement of the threat as they all feared that panic could set on the continent. Others thought that informing the populous means that they could all work together with the people to take down this threat before it becomes a problem.

After many back and forth was taken place for hours, in the end the decision was made to inform the public of this entity. They will all agree to send that they will start spreading the news after 5 days, when everyone would be back at their home kingdom.

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"This is Fox-con 1. Will arrive at base in 5 minutes."

"Copy that Fox-con 1. You are clear to land at Runaway 2. Please stop at hanger 3."

The T545 slowly descents down. It reclines it's wheels and slows down. He then steered it smoothly on the designated hanger. He opens the door to the plane. Stairs are then placed. A humanoid worker drone, with metal parts with white coating, and a camera for a head, comes climbing up the stairs. They lift up a large giant glass cylinder, with a light cyan tint to it. Inside it contain a specimen for XRX-1-02, in a deep sleep, only woken when needed to.

The pilot takes off his helmet, revealing his short black hair and brown eyes on his round face, and comes outside the plane. He begins to stretch himself in response to sitting for so long. He had completed his mission. He can now go take a break. As he walked, he saw another T545 was being unloaded, containing a brown bearded midget.

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Shbell woke up with a blury vision, yet, she knew she saw no a green field with her friends as she remembered last being in, but in a combatable daisy white bed, with a blanket over her body, in an endless white void, with no clear floor, roof or walls. She wanted to get down, to explore around, was afraid of falling into the endless pit of nothingness, never to be seen again.

Just then, what was bellow glow blue, with square cerulean tiles coming up, placing itself on the ground. In a few minutes, the entire world now had a ground. The tiles changed color, to a sky blue. Gathering confidence, she stepped out of the bed, and into the ground.

As her feet made contact with the floor, though it looked like a white tile felt as if she had touched grass. It was when the the void turned to a sky blue, and the ground tiles turning into a field of grass. She then sniffed. Her nose picked up a fragrance of flowers. Flowers started to pup up and bloom. As her vision sharpened, the trees start to be visible, surrounding the great green plain she played in.

"Hey Shbell, is something wrong." Harya, the boy that made Shbell's heart beat just a little faster, was standing behind her. She turned around. Her friends and bodyguards were there too. She looked for the bed, but there was no bed. There never was a bed.

"Yeah, I am fine."

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The little alien was strapped on a simulation. The black headset on her little head, with blue tubes that connected to the computer, created a dream world using the information collected via footage of the behavior of the pointy eared natives, and her own views of the people surrounding her.

"Doctor Hamilton. I am not so sure about this." said the busty blonde scientist next to him. He had a face of someone concerned. John slowly tuned his head to the rookie assistant.

"What seems to be the problem?" he asked.

"Well, when a brain scan was performed on Subject-XRX-1-02-#1, similar patterns with the human brain could be found. I am concerned that when this information to be released, malicious individuals will use it to violate basic human rights and attempt mass control of humanity."

There was silence from John, he was thinking, thinking on how to respond.

"We have a protocol in place for it. Don't worry. Just continue gathering intel."

"What about XRX-1-01-#1?"

"The blue kid?"

"Yes sir. What will happen to her?"

"Well, we will be keeping her incapacitated for a while. We need to check to see how similar it is to humans that we are operating on."

"I see sir."

An A.I voice then spoke though a loudspeaker.

"Dr. Julie Smith, you are requested to come to Room 12 to study subject XRX-1-03-#1." Hamilton looked over to his assistant.

"Looks like you got to go take care of the midgets." he said.

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It was a bright, beautiful day in the beautiful capital city of Novaskoska. A metropolis where people of all skills come to work. The tall giant white palace shined brightly down at the people, dominating the city skyline. Thousands of stone and wooden buildings lined perfectly to make a orderly and calm utopia. The 1,200,000 people were going along their day, like any other. Shopkeepers were selling, peasants were buying, and the slaves working to build the stone roads and building more houses. However, their day would be put on halt today.

Over the last 3 days, a messenger, riding on a royal white lira came down from the royal palace give a message, the same message for 3 days straight. An announcement would be made today at midday. This was... unusual. A message that had this much of significance was only seen in the demonic rises and invasions. Gossip flooded the city with rumors, setting expectation very high for what was about to come.

It is coming close to midday. People come near the palace to listen in to their king's speech. Whispers and gossips becomes the background noise. Above the balcony, two trumpets blew their horn, silencing the commoners down below. The king, wearing a single breasted 5 gold buttoned blue azure suit with a golden yellow Epaulette and daisy white pants, comes forward. He held his fingers to his throat on his neck.

"Citizens of Novaskoska, a month ago, my daughter Mirabelle Lauchester had a new vision. She saw, over the realm, an all seeing eye that is currently watching us all. These creatures had come from a land far far away, all the way to this world we inhabit."

A collective awe came from the people.

"These beings, like us, had fought a conflict with the demons before, but unlike us, they had managed to completely annihilate them off their realm. It is unclear to whether it intend to harm us all, but it is my duty, as the king, to inform and protect you from this mysterious being."

Today, I will give you all adventurers a mission. A mission to report any strange sightings to the adventurer's guild. We must find and know everything about this new creature, if it means it allows us to survive. If possible, bring these beings in, for the mages in the academy to study."

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Nanomachines flooded HQ of the native leaders' speeches. The shocked and confused drone operators were calmed down by Melvin, who immediately got wind of the situation. There were many questions he wanted to ask, but instead, he commanded the operators to keep listening. Meanwhile, Melvin called up Commander Marquise Jackson himself.

Melvin sighed. "What a day to start listening to."