Invasion Pt. One:The Storm
Why us? I thought as I stood looking out what was once a large window over looking the lake from a third floor hotel room. Of every planet in the known universe, they chose Earth. Why? They said that they had come in peace, that they were just visiting. They said that the guns were just for show. They had lied. They had their forces in orbit, waiting for the attack order.
I watched in horror as a cone shaped metallic ship flew through the sky, spotlights dousing the lake in light. It was a hunter’s ship, which meant that someone had escaped, yet again. I sighed and sat down, hanging my legs over the edge of what used to be the window frame. It was useless trying to fight back, unless you had the numbers, and nobody that I knew of did. I wanted to fight, but I needed weapons, more people, and a plan. None of which I had.
I jumped and one of the alien officers broke the door down. I turned to face the officer. His gray, misshapen face looked badly scarred and his pig-like nose only added to the effect.
“Get up!” he said curtly. “You’re being move to a new facility in England. Orders from the higher-ups.”
“England?” I asked, wondering. “Why England?” He marched towards me, and grabbed my shirt collar. He yanked upward, and shoved me towards the door. That’s fine, I thought. England has tons of activists…