Sci-Fi - 'When I Erred' - Vivek Vashisht

WHEN I ERRED………..
pROLOGUE
pROLOGUE
Was my heart sinking? Yes! How long my senses had been
numbed? I couldn’t recollect. The sky was totally clouded with not even a
shred of light anywhere except that bright flame at the rear side of that
spaceship, I could distinguish could recognize high up in the sky. I was sad,
I was broken or was I?
sTORY
I remember the day when I was told that no longer did we inherit the
earth. That we were all encapsulated in a spaceship kept in abeyance, outside
the peripheries of Milky Way. That our earth has been pulverized and taken
over by alien forms. That our race is extinct and the 50 of us are the last of
our species. I was in a trance. Though I couldn’t reminisce my past, it being
nebulous and smoky, I felt very sad. I didn’t know how long was here but
knew that not long ago had I resided the earth. We were told by a pre
recorded message on our spaceship by our forefathers that we were kept in a
dormant state till now to prevent detection by those alien forms. We saw a
video that showed how those alien forms crushed us on our own planet and
we had to flee our own homeland, how they destroyed our buildings and
killed us at will. While watching that video we were shocked because our
semblances matched those of the destroyers and it was our kind who were
destroying earth. Just on the verge of nervous breakdown, a soothing voice
message told us that we have been GENETICALLY MUTATED to those
alien forms in order to accomplish our mission on earth, our earth.
The 50 of us were given the onerous task of reclaiming our planet back
from those BASTARTDS. Was I scared? To death! Was I excited? As a new
born! So finally I solved the jig saw puzzle in my mind – We inherited until
some alien invasion occurred. The 50 of us, of course the most reliable and
important people in the world at that time, escaped for an infinite space
journey, remained in dormant state for years and years with STATIC SLEEP
in BIOLOGICAL FLUIDS to prevent ageing, though my life on earth
seemed as just yesterday. Now we are woken from slumber, all modified and
disguised, to act as valiant soldiers and reclaim our earth back. Our
supercomputers have already studied the alien forms weaknesses and have
already prepared a plan of action, critical strike areas and how to win our
pride and earth back from aliens. Later we will be modified back to our
original form and will start our new civilization.
I felt abhorrence for my own skin as I resembled my own enemy,

my own destroyer. Our mission was to enter earth as a lost exploration space
mission returning back, as humans meeting there lost brethren. We couldn’t
attack from outside the earth because we lacked resources. Our only chance
was to enter earth, befool them into believing our vignette, then to detonate
our CO2 bombs at specific critical locations. These bombs were to create
CO2 and deplete O2 thus allowing conditions worthy of our humankind to
exist.
CO2 was our lifeline, or so I thought. It was the source of C-

Doxisation of our food inside our body. It was the source of respiration for
both plants and animals. Thus O2 was our enemy and CO2 our future, or so I
thought. Though I was thinking as to what was the plan for our modification
back to our original form and become a CO2 consuming life form. But it
didn’t matter, I had complete faith in our forefathers’ plan of action, and that
they must have already planned something about it.
When I reached earth, it was a déjà vu to me. Of course it was, it was

supposed to be, I had returned to my homeland, MY EARTH, not of these
embittered, egocentric, embattled, emaciated, eccentric people who received
us on our arrival. Though, I was apprehensive that our stupid vignette might
get caught. Of course these people were smart and must be keeping records
of any large-scale extra terrestrial mission that would have left the earth.
They might catch our impersonation and get suspicious of our false story.
But things were happening so quickly that we had no time to think.
It was a pleasant surprise when they received us with cheers and gave
us a hero’s reception. I was getting suspicious of their warm reception but I
could decipher that look of murders, crimes, treason, chicanery they had
committed by attacking us. But I also felt sad for them; they appeared
innocuous, ingenuous, unassuming, innocent, harmless and HAPPY as if
really meeting their lost brothers. But I slapped myself – ‘no mercy’. There
is no time for emotions in this line of fire. “Quid pro Quo you bastards
…......Quid pro quo”, or so I thought.
ePILOGUE
The bombs are flaccid now, the earth shaken, the greenery disappearing,
brightness of the sun being engulfed by the opaque CO2 clouds. The
temperature increasing, O2 almost depleted, people suffocating, almost
dead. But did I accomplish MY mission?
The bright flame of the leading space ship is dead now. I am suffocating
on ground. I am seeing 10-15 bulky, slimy, greenish, disfigured, large
headed beings alighting the ship, not resembling our ancestors as we saw on
the video. The sky is now covered with 100’s of similar ships and the true
nature of mishaps dawns on me now.
We 50 of us were fooled and tricked into believing that we are not

homo sapiens but some alien forms that resided earth before those sapiens.
That we are genetically modified to resemble them, though, in reality that’s
how we were in actuality. WE WERE INFACT HOMO SAPIENS. We were
received cordially on earth because we had left earth as a space exploration
mission. But our ship was hijacked by these greenish assholes, we were
drugged and hypnotized ( I can only surmise, I don’t know what actually
they did to us) to believe that we are not homo sapiens and that we have
been modified to them for our mission. We were erred into blasting our own
O2 rich planet to create a CO2 rich atmosphere conducive for these sons of
bitches to dwell, who inhale CO2 and cannot live in sunlight. Thus without
any real confrontation these PEACE LOVING bastards won our planet by
just acting as a false interface and providing us the CO2 bombs, they won
not through WAR but through WIT.
Those aliens have made a destroyer out of me, though I thought I was the
savior. I am slithering, incapacitated, suffocating, heartbroken,
overwhelmed, and angry at myself, empathizing for my REAL
BRETHREN, suffocating …suffocating…suffocating…..sad….very
sad….smiling…smiling. Now I die.
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Vivek Vashisht
07105047
Mechanical Engineering, 3rd year

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WHEN I ERRED………..

I felt abhorrence for my own skin as I resembled my own enemy,

CO2 was our lifeline, or so I thought. It was the source of C-

When I reached earth, it was a déjà vu to me. Of course it was, it was

We 50 of us were fooled and tricked into believing that we are not

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