Invasion
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Experimental science fiction novella of approximately 18,000 words, chronicling an alien invasion, but told from a different perspective.
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Invasion - Albert Benson
INVASION
By Albert Benson
Copyright 2012 Albert and Matthew Benson
All characters in this story are fictitious and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
OLDER MALE:
Without warning they came, blasting all before them, we’d no defence, their technology was too superior, multitudes of their flying machines, their fighters, sharp, black and ugly, homed in on every building from power stations to the water treatment plants, and blasted it to nothing. No country was exempt, from the most advanced, to the most primitive. Legions died within the first hour, just evaporated, they were the lucky ones, as if they never existed. We hadn’t an intimation what their weapons were, some thought laser, some proton, some that it worked on a microscopic level. How could we know? We couldn’t even see it, no red, yellow or green beams of light, just explosions, just smoke, death and destruction. Anyone in or around those areas stood no chance. And the rest of us? Well, we weren’t touched; everything seemed to go on as before, except for electricity and water. Food was plentiful; all the shops had full shelves. Obviously we panicked, panic buy, panic spend, panic hoard, not going to work, scared, fearful for their lives, for their families. That was when they appeared on the streets, killing any that showed signs of rebellion, which none of us did, we were all too frightened. Madness, they had fighting suits, made of some unknown material, which looked invincible. They smashed down the doors of utility, emergency workers, shop assistants, everyone, ordering them back to work. They brutally let us know who was in command, they used the news networks brilliantly, all of them showing death and destruction, bodies blasted and burned, shrieking with pain and agony, begging for help, limbless casualties, blistered skin, one could almost smell the stink of it.
TEEN FEMALE:
They seemed so funny, they reminded me of a cartoon character. How could anyone take them seriously? Two legs, a sort of balloon bit that stuck out behind, two arms and a head that resembled a cheap toy. We all thought it was a jest, and their colours, some were brown, some orange, some pink, some dark green, some dark and light green stripes, honestly, how could you take a green striped cartoon character seriously?
FEMALE:
We saw the soldiers first, floating down the main street, they were the most fearsome things I’d ever seen, at least seven arms tall with a large bulbous grey head and a luminescent black band where the eyes should be, they’d two thick legs, ending in covered toes. Their black smoothness revolted me. They’d two arms, if they could be called arms, because they were similar to the legs, thick, smooth, covered, but with some sort of weapons strapped. I couldn’t help it, I collapsed there and them and began vomiting, my body almost trying to turn itself inside out with revulsion.
TEEN FEMALE:
We all arranged to meet and go see. Everyone seemed to be in a big panic, hoarding food, boarding windows and doors; we couldn’t see what the fuss was about. My mom was in a right whippie, putting plastic over the windows, wrapping all the keepsakes in newspaper, inbetween trying to contact Father, he’d gone to the Highlands fishing and orienteering with two friends. Which only made things worse, because she couldn’t contact him, and then going into a wibbly and hysterically crying at a moment’s notice. I knew Father would be all right, as tough as Mom’s roast, he knew how to look after himself.
MALE:
There were three of us, out in the Highland wilds, climbing, trekking, orienteering, living off the land, generally enjoying ourselves, drinking mead all evening long, singing songs, telling jokes and funny stories, and not having one iota of contact with civilisation.
Until we saw the thick billowing black smoke some distance from us, and scores of strange black flying machines. We knew a large water-treatment plant wasn’t far off. Had there been an accident, an explosion?
One of us had wavelines and turned it on. We were stunned. Aliens? Rubbish, it’s a jest; we’re the only lifeform in the whole universe. Another eight hours of the wavelines going ballistic, off on, static, nothing, same news reports, aliens, aliens, nothing but aliens taking over everything, imposing themselves upon us. We carried on, avoiding all contact, especially with the black flying machines, hiding if we spotted one, not meeting anyone, not seeing anyone, until we stood on top of that ridge and saw nothing but black, scorched ground, black smoke, miles and miles of black. No buildings, no colour, just black. It terrified me rigid up to the point I needed to relieve myself. I ran some way back to the trees. Then the flying machine came out of nowhere, blasting them, obliterating my two friends. I was petrified, just staring at the blackened earth. The flying machine hovered and