A New World: The Beginning
A Scifi Fantasy Kpop Idol Story
They didn't appear like you would normally have pictured a Grey, not short with giant heads, big eyes, not even grey. (Although the short one's are cousins to the tall ones, not the same.)
They had hair for one, some short some long. Green skin in differing shades and angular features with normal looking eyes. Were they glamouring themselves to appear more approachable? Very likely.
The one I would later find out was their Navigator, dressed in a purple body suit, high collared and sleeveless, was the first to step forward. Their long dark hair slicked back so I could see their long antennas and prominent pointy ears.
"Who is the leader of this planet?" They spoke up, glancing at each of us, as we stood in a line still in shock.
I felt Xion push me to the front. "He is!" I gave him a look, then turned my attention to the alien in front of me. "I... I'm only the leader of this group of idiots." I replied, as Leedo coughed in surprise.
I quickly explained, noticing they could understand & speak our native asian tongue. "Our leader is not here but we could take you to him."
They nodded in agreement & followed us. Did we take the jeep? Of course not! I didn't want to be crammed in a small vehicle with aliens... so we walked.
As they walked with us, I tried to reaching out with my psychic abilities all Agarthans are born with and trained to use, to see what they wanted but noticed they had high psychic shields in place. Interesting... they must know about us.
I reached out with my mind to one that was closest to me, the most friendly seeming with long green hair that matched her skin. But I couldn't get a read on them at all, no energy signature either.
Strange... I frowned but kept walking choosing to ignore it for the moment.
As we arrived at an underground bunker we use for when earthquakes and meteorites hit, I told them to wait outside with the boys as I went down to retrieve our leader.
Our community was small, not a large population like on Earth, not anymore. Not after the war with Atlantis had killed off alot of our people, then known as The Lemurians, but unlike The Atlanteans, we'd adapted to the surface world, made easier by the fact that we can grow legs I suppose.
After the Egyptians & Romans had killed each other off and the other humans pulled a WALL E and left, we were the only ones still alive. But hey it was better than being dead.
Besides the bunker wasn't that bad. It was sterile, clean, we had enough food from what we found & grew or tried to. We all had bunk beds, clothes in trunks, lots of books and even a small tv in the sitting room. Which most of us used our psychic abilities to change channels & basically spy on other realities.
We only had two channels so far, prime Earth & an as of yet unidentified planet...
We had meal time in the small kitchen made of concrete & siphoned electricity as well as used solar paneling.
Our leader had his own room along with his wife, a cozy room (If you want to call it that with its exposed pipes) with a single bed, small fur rug, wooden side table packed with canned food, shelving, various trunks, along with his wives clock collection. (Even though we had no use for time here.) On the other side was a wooden desk with an old lamp and wooden chair.
It was there that he was sitting, papers and books strewn around on top of the desk, as he looked down at them, glasses askew, face scrunched as he focused on what he was doing. His normally neat clothes rumpled like he had slept in them.
I didn't want to interrupt whatever he was researching, but as he was always looking for ways to help us improve, I decided this would be a welcome opportunity.
I knocked lightly on the side of the paneling to the entrance. (You thought we had doors?)
"Sir um sorry to interrupt but I have news."
Our leader looked up, squinting at me as he ran a hand through his short black hair, which just made it messier. His gaze softened when he saw me. "Ah Ravn come in." He gestured, even though I technically already was.
"Did you need something?" He asked, I tried not sigh. Realizing he hadn't heard me as he'd been preoccupied.
"Sir I have something or someone you should come see." At my serious tone, he stopped what he was doing & looked at me.
"An opportunity." I answered. "And they would like to meet."
We walked out as I told him of The Greys, his gaze getting more contemplative as I spoke, the large doors to the bunker opened and he introduced himself to the visitors.
"I'm Mr. Han." At his introduction The Navigator, who called themselves Zenith, spoke up. "Ah you must be the leader."
Mr Han nodded, a bit embarrassed over being called the leader even if we all treated him as such. "You could say that yes."
That's when their leader stepped out from behind them, a tall noble looking, if a bit of an intimidating figure, wearing a white captains uniform with a matching cap and the same green skin as the others, I would have confused them with martians if I didn't know better.
"This is our Captain, Valerius Prime." Zenith introduced them. They were all genderless. Hm, even their name was authoritative sounding.
Their leader went on in a noble but seemingly trust worthy tone, of why they were here. "Our race is dying out, on the verge of extinction since we can longer procreate ourselves, we've searched the cosmos but have yet to find the right fit, we feel like you, given your history & lineage would be able to help us."
My boys and I were skeptical at first, and we weren't the only ones. So was Mr Han's right hand, his muscle and order so to speak. As Kaelen with his dark skin (we are not naturally pale), tall lean physique and long blue black hair, stepped forward. A hand to Mr Han's shoulder as he tried to speak up, "Han something's not-"
Kaelen was interrupted by a female voice both strong and caring at the same time, "Kae let them speak. I swear always on guard that one."
We turned in surprise, we had expected our leader to maybe swayed, given his trustworthy nature, penchant for wanting to know things and curiosity. That was why Kaelen was there.
But his wife was a different story, she always seemed aware of changes & protective in a motherly way, so what was different? Ah maybe being pregnant had something to do with it, or maybe The Greys were that good.
The Greys demeanor seemed to change as Anara approached, her freckles standing out against her dark amber skin, made even more prominent thanks to the harsh sun that never seemed to go away. Anara's short wavy red hair gleaming.
It was then that The Greys changed tactics. They shared with us about a new world, a resurrection of both our species, to get to the "Heart of what we were meant to do, to be apart of something bigger, our destiny."
To Anara and the other females given how empathetic they were, they told them of the beauty & love in, "Resurrecting & purifying a dying race." They would be partners, equals.
And then the part that sold us, "You'll be better than humans. More advanced." That was it, aside from wanting to do something more, we'd always wanted to be better then the humans on Prime Earth, some with our lineage & psychic gifts thought we already were, they had left us with nothing but a war ravaged planet. But with The Greys help we could fix it, we could be better.
So we agreed to their offer, were even given advanced tech, computers and the help of androids, like that one with the green hair I'd thought was alien whose name was ZETA.
We didn't realize the gamble we were taking and the secret investments The Greys & Draconians were involved in resulting in the power from what they deemed as their creations.
Until it was too late... Thus the Essassani were born and the Agarthans were never heard from again, until now...
