to whom nothing concerns
I honestly have absolutely no clue if anyone will ever read this, hopefully if so it wont brand me a fool in the annals of history. I honestly never thought of myself as creative in any meaningful way nor did I think I should or could write yet in the last year or so I have found myself writing quite a bit and furthermore I have enjoyed it extensively so I have decided to attempt to make something of it all. I am hoping to use Tumbler to receive feedback and build some interest in my works. I seems to really fall into scifi, probably because when I was younger it was my favorite and as such the two works that are actually substantial are loosely described as character focused scifi. I have no formal training and it will probably be some time before anything I have is even remotely publishable but Ill throw out my heavily WIP prologue out here, any suggestions/corrections/etc are welcome because I am mostly flying blind here. Also, I am still working on titles "
Prologue:
7/5/2067 Nortelia system, Crossroads station.
“Here we stand, looking out over the horrors of yet another great battle in this war of horrific scale, in front of us nothing but dust and echoes, the only remains of nearly twenty million soldiers and at least half a million civilians.” Shasu said, looking out from the massive stations window, “over two hundred million soldiers, a dozen worlds left desolate, countless innocents slaughtered, and for WHAT?!” he screamed slamming his reptilian hand on the bulkhead.
“Shasu, there is nothing anyone could have done” Elmority said, his normally conceited demeanor nowhere to be found.
“Maybe if we hadn’t wasted our strength in the human war, we would have been able to prevent this,” Shasu said wishfully.
“That war, even as devastating as it was, would have made little difference on such grand scales, regardless of the past we are in this together.” Elmority said his alien face still unreadable to Shasu after so many years.
“I fought in that war; the humans had no idea what they were facing, they lost everything, a feeling I now know myself, if another of these fleets come we will have no way to stop them, I doubt, Ambassador, that we will see a repeat of this pyric victory again.” Shasu said mournfully.
“Be happy your worlds have thus far been spared, if just barely, their ways are foreign to us, they might not come back, especially after this,” Elmority suggested, strangely hopeful for once.
Shasu looked out over the four brown stars that orbited the incredible station, “how could one man cause so much destruction?” Shasu asked.
“I have no idea, but he saved us” Elmority said, in absolute awe at the magnitude of it all.
“this shouldn’t be possible” Shasu insisted, more to himself than to his companion.
“no it shouldn’t, but since the human conflict we have learned many secrets, and I feel that are many more yet to be revealed. Let us not forget; a race of sentient machines, a race capable of regenerating their brains, the events of this day, and the great weapon, so many things that we thought impossible, we truly still know so little” Elmority said, Shasu was surprised at the humility that the man now showed.
“you are right, I mean just think of it, the entire sector, almost two trillion souls and we are on the ropes, over a dozen major species and the Neanderans have wiped out almost every ship we have, and that with our new allies, who could of imagined such a power force, it was unthinkable.” Shasu said, the numbers so massive they extended past his comprehension, “and there are more of us, think how the humans must have felt, outnumbered and out gunned against creatures they knew nothing about.”
“and as they kept fighting till the end, so must we”
Chapter 1
Personal Log: 7/8/2043 reflection on the raider fleet “the fleet that attacked earth was massive, the remains of a broken military on the run, the species known as the Keth are exceeding human like, with the exception of greater size and subdermal armor. while we were able to learn much from them in terms of language and technology the few survivors knew little about anything other than war, giving us little useful knowledge of other races, leaving us essentially blind, hopefully we will find these races more hospitable than the raiders” – Lando Smith head of Xeno studies at Federation Prime.
1/2/2050 Zulu system, frontier of human expansion, Bridge of the HFS heavy cruiser Basilisk "
there is it.