There is a void of darkness that fills the area, a voice creeps from the shadows and speaks of a storm, but this isn’t a normal storm, it is the storm of life being cast aside for the benefit of powerful groups bent of control, this is the voice of reason and all hope.
The Voice: It cold, the fields are covered in blood and a terror masses its hunger for victory in the skies, these are dark days for the race of man, and these are dark days for earth.
The Voice: But there is light among the great darkness, sadly the light is another form of evil, but a war must be won with another kind evil to save the race of man, it is so sad that victory will cost the galaxy to much pain in the end, because man will bring an end to all life in the coming days, but I’ll tell the story of how man will became a giant of the stars.
The Voice: I will tell you a story of hope that turn on the stars above, this is the story of how man became the greatest empire of them all. It all begins on the fall of the Xer’kinal empire grip of earth.
The dark void began to shine with life and the darkness began to fade from its shadowy depths.
The Voice: it begins here…
When the darkness faded away it gave way to a wonderful grand hall, the walls where bright white, clearly it was a marble finish, the grand hall was very long with an office in the back, the middle of the floor was a grand red carpet with a lighter red on the edges of the carpet, the walls where covered with paintings, in the office was a man in white uniform, there was two guards beside the man in white, clearly to protect the white uniformed man from possible danger, but from what?
Behind the white uniformed man was a very large painting of a man in a grey suit, this was Intatius Zal, the greatest leader of the remanding human race.
There is a man walking towards the back of the grand hall, his foot steps echo the hall, such an echo could be heard, the man didn’t take to long getting towards the white uniformed man, the man walked up 4 steps to reach the white uniformed man and then man spoke to the white uniformed man.
Lt. Pike: Intatius Zal, Commander.
Commander Hans: Yeah, yeah. Intatius Zal, Lt. Pike. What be the news from the front?
Commander Hans spoke with a German accent while Pike spoke with an accent like an English man.
Lt. Pike: the Americas fell within two hours and the country Ireland was worse hit; Commander Hans.
Commander Hans: How so, Lt. Pike?
Lt. Pike: the surface was scored; recon ships confirmed this, commander.
Commander Hans: Dear lord, if Ireland was hit like this, what of England?
Lt. Pike: 20% of England was caught in the attack, commander.
Commander Hans: When can we expect another attack like this Lt. Pike?
Lt. Pike: Intel doesn’t have a clue, commander.
Commander Hans: this is grim news indeed, Lt. Pike.
The voice of the story teller spoke once again and the grand hall began to fade into darkness.
The Voice: Earth was about to deal a blow to the Xer’kinal once and for all, but the cost would be too great on human life. The humans massed the greatest feet of ships in they’re history, for years they built ship under the surface of the planet, using the technology taken from the Xer’kinal to built hope for the race of man, they waited for the right moment to strike and that moment came soon enough. The things I’ve learned from the race of man is never doubt they’re ability to fight, even if the technology is less advanced than your own.
