The refugees_The human spartans

2154. First alien contact.

The species known as pradkta, but we called them the "mandrill". Arrived at our home world with a few ships and roughly 15000 of their species. They are a peaceful ape species but way smarter then the ones we have on earth, on the verge of annihilation. From an aggressor that uses them as slaves. They took the risk of leaving their home planet to find peace. Arrived at Planet Earth.

After a few weeks of diplomatic Mambo jambo they were granted a large pieces of land in the uninhabitant regions of the planet

Year 2155.4th month Earth.

Once the mandrill were settled and accustomed to the living conditions. They started to contribute to the society. They made friends. And found out that life was more then what they had known. They became a part of the Senate with their own speaker named BwuKwa and all the privileges.

2156. 2th month

Trouble in the sky

A ship jumped into earths orbit, and another one and more, it seemed like an endless wave of ships jumping into orbit. in 72 hours there had been over 30.000 ships surrounding the planet.... After 73 hours, The first communication they send was this : the pradkta is our property, hand them over or be destroyed. We have checked your battle capabilities and you cannot withstand the power of the Unkaishe. You have 12 hours to comply and surrender

75th hour the Senate.

.... The pradkta representative in the Senate BwuKwa was the first speaker ., and these are his words

: it was an honor to have lived by your species. We came with nothing but you welcomed us with open arms. You fed us. Gave us a home and have let us live in peace. we do not wish to leave. My people have for the first time in eons found a place where we are not prosecuted or enslaved. But we cannot ask you to fight all these ships. I dont even know if this planet has an army. And this is only a fraction of their power and worlds have been lost to smaller fleets then what is now in orbit. We shall go with them. And hope they leave in peace. I packed my briefcase and was about to leave when i heard a wail.a cry.. It cut through everything. It was a wail from one of the representatives i had never heard speaking before.

He said NO with so much pain and emotion that it sounded like a wail

I looked at the person and was not sure why he was so intimidating. There stood a warrior in silver armour from head to toe with a sort of spear in his hand. But the one thing that really caught my attention was his cape... Crimson red. If blood could be made into a fabric. This is what it would look like. That warrior stood there. And gave another wail. NO!!! Followed by the words. SPARTANS. PREPARE FOR GLORY....

I was at a loss of words. I looked at the man unable to speak for a moment. But when i finaly regained my voice. It wound not be heard by anyone. The only sound that everyone could here was... Ahoo... Ahoo... Ahoo

It was not just in the Senate.. it was louder. It was more. It was everywhere, it was an entire planet repeating those chants. Ahoo. Ahoo. Ahoo then silence. As the Supreme Chancellor started speaking i just could not hold my tears.

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You live here. We gave you land and you made it into a home, you call it home. We live in peace, and we have grown fond on your people We will not let you go to be enslaved again, or worse.

The peace we have here, we have earned it. Earned it in a way that is too beastly, to gruesome to be talked about. We do not write of the time we were an ununified world. Simply because we do not want to remember what we did to each other. We do not want to repeat the violence . But we will if we are forced too. Those ships are just a fraction you say...

Let us humans show you What we will do to protect our home, our family,.. our friends. As Dylon Thomas said and i quote : "Do not go gentle into that good night,

Old age should burn and rave at close of day;

Rage, rage against the dying of the light."

I was overwhelmed and afraid. I could not believe what i was seeing, what i was hearing every one was cheering like it was a celebration or something..

Earth ....

Ahoo Ahoo Ahoo

As if the words were magic. Suddenly the peaceful planet was no more. Each and every city and village was surrounded by a force field. Every type of turret you could imagine was comming from the ground, the buildings and went aiming at the sky...

12 hour ultimatum ends in a few minutes

The entire Senate headed for an airfield. When we arrived it was a feeling i will never forget. An atmosphere of pure sadness, i could taste the loss and the pain i was crying for unknown reasons, as i looked at the people around me, i chocked as it was not only me. They all were weeping..it was not just loss and pain. It was like world ending pain and sadness for a world that ended

And only 1 plane was on the airstrip.. and three sentences on the plane were saying more then the Senate had in these past few hours:

1:. No retreat

2:. No surrender

3:. No defeat

It was made for 1 thing. And 1 thing alone. War... It was the shape of a tough arrow. And it was armed.. armed like they had tried to place as much missiles on it as possible and the colour was black.. pitch black as if they captured a black hole as paint and there was a sort of cape too.. the same crimson red.. blood made into material

The pilot, well that was a whole different story. It was a warrior. Old, Grey hair, skinny. he looked like he was very sick. barely able to walk going to the plane. And there was and old woman waiting at the entrance. Holding a shield and sword. When the warrior arrived at the entrance i recognized his voice, it was the same man who whore the silver armour. she helped him strap the Sword to his side and then she gave him the shield....i could hear her words. Which sends shivers down my spine to this day. : Come back with your shield, or on it. I did not know what that meant at that time. Until i saw what that single warrior did

They did not lie. Old age should burn and rave at close of day;

It was over in less then an hour. That ship wrecked havoc, it destroyed one ship after the other as if they were target practice . We did not win yet. But, that one craft took out a third of the fleet before it was ... Well. I guess it was out of ammo. Because he flew straight into the biggest ship he could find which took out at least another few hundred ships near that one... I still think of that ship and those three sentences.

1No retreat

2no surrender

3no defeat

When i asked about those. They all went silent before a woman finally said. Those are the spartan rules of war. They are a select few. One per million or so, Trained from the age of 3 in all forms of warfare. They are to make sure that when someone starts a war amongst ourselves. No aggressors remain. Thats the way we keep the peace... That has'nt happened in hundreds of years. But they keep following their strick training. Even in peace time

Come with me.. you need to see the airfield that ship launched from..

on the way there i asked

What about the old man?. He was an old sick man. why they send him... She just gave me a smile..and said. We did not send anyone. He volonteered...

Then she turned and looked at the airstrip... 299 ships were getting prepped. All identical. All with the three sentences..

The refugees

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