Final product of: Echoes of the Past...

Echoes of the Past
Tachyon Storm Trilogy Part 1

This is the war that forced us to leave earth, when an alien force called the 'armada' invaded with extreme hatred for us. We cannot contact them, we cannot subdue them, and we cannot defeat them.

This is the beginning of the Tachyon Storm, the beginning of the Zeta Division, and the end of earth.

This is not Armageddon, but to some it was their end…

This is the Stand at Zion…

Year: 4057
The Stand at Zion

"Okay, keep these formations loose, and shoot right after you get a firing solution." Karl Jaeger said. "Thirty seconds." Karl Jaeger was inside the LVL-44 Scarab ship. In front of him were the control sticks (both thrust control and weapons control) on his left and right side, passive scanner, targeting sights, and ammunition read-outs. Farther in front of his ship he could see the near side of the moon, and the shapes of enemy ships. The passive scanner showed them at 20 seconds away. "Twenty seconds and closing. Deactivate the weapon safety command." His hands were sweating inside his flight suit gloves; he could feel his adrenaline pumping. He looked to his right to see thousands of other fighters, both Terran and Scarab. To his right he saw thousands of civilian ships leaving earth and heading towards the last known location of the Nomads. "Proximity warning! Proximity Warning!" His computer was blaring.
"What's in proximity?" Zion 57 asked.
"I'm not reading anything!" Zion 113 said over the comm.
"I don't know, the fleets thirteen seconds away, no where near proximity." Zion 1 (Karl Jaeger) said. Karl Jaeger was looking around frantically, when he saw a distortion on the moon's image. Soon the distortion became the shape on an armada ship, and it started firing at Zion 1. Karl's ship was shaking badly, Karl and the others started firing wildly at the armada, forgetting about the fleet coming at earth.

John Madison (Zion 2) was flying between the explosions and armada, firing off his laser cannons, his energy levels were dropping to 16%. He saw to his left a group of armada and hit the afterburner, he deployed a Power Pod after he passed them, the armada got a clean hit to his fuel cord; but he destroyed seven armada ships. The liquid oxygen was venting out and freezing, creating an icicle going to the aft of his ship, his engines shut down into safety mode, and nothing worked anymore. An armada ship was closing in on Zion 2; it fired of one shot, hitting the liquid oxygen frost, obliterating his ship and killing John Madison instantly.

"Where'd they come from!" Zion 15 was saying over the comm. Plasma blasts were coming from all directions. He grabbed the fire control and didn't let go unleashing his plasma attacks at everything in front of his ship. The red-green explosions were signifying a direct hit with the armada. He was turning his ship with his engines firing madly at the aliens…

…Zion 11 was turning his ship to get a firing solution on another armada when he saw a bright blue flash come right at him. It hit his cockpit, and blew open his chest; blood was getting sucked out and forming icicles on his chest. He was suffocating, and couldn't saw a word, his lungs were vaporized, and his spinal cord was incinerated crippling him from the waist down. But he didn't die instantly; it was a slow and agonizing death.

"Oh no." Zion 15 realized what he did and let go of his firing controls. He saw out of the corner of his eye, an armada! By the time he got a solution on the alien it was too late. A plasma shot broke through his cockpit window and homogenized his brain; frozen blood was floating everywhere.

Zion 1's ship scanner was nearly all red with armada ships, next to that he saw the mission time, T+01.04.00. Four minutes into the mission, only seven hours left. He past by destroyed Zion ships, occasionally seeing red covering the windows and carbon scorch marks covering the hulls.

Zion 52 had just passed by an armada attack force, he deployed a Power Pod. He looked down at his control panel when alarms started blaring; the Power Pod had not completely detached from his ship. "Son of a..." He was cut off when his ship was vaporized, spreading deadly shrapnel everywhere.

One of the civilian ships USS Raptor, commanded by Alex Steiner, was just taking off of earth in a fleet of others from the badlands of Montana. Through the blue skies he could see flashes of light, and the sights of burning ships entering the atmosphere.

Zion 51 (Joseph Yemen) was flying his LVL-27 Scarab ship through a dense grouping of armada entities, he was flying with his afterburner at full speed. Past the dead armadas, past dead comrades, past the ensuing 'space junk' floating at 15,000 mph. He unleashed a Power Pod, taking out eight of them. But one of the wings of the armada broke off and Zion 51 hit it at 14,568 mph, severing through the cockpit and decapitating Sergeant Yemen. LVL-27 Z51 kept on its heading, running into Zion 17. Both Z51 and Z17 were destroyed instantly.

Back on earth, the secondary force was getting their planes, tanks, and missiles ready. But the armada was coming in faster and sooner than anticipated, the Stand at Zion was failing. The underground cities were already ready for this scenario. The academy at Washington DC was already under heavy fire. Great Britain was the focus of most of the armada; it was destroyed in minutes.

The Zion forces were holding off only about 49% of the armada. The rest were attacking the Eastern Hemisphere and parts of the west. The eastern seaboard was already in ruins, New York was holding off valiantly, but losing ground rapidly.

Zion 1 looked at his mission timer, T+02.32.56. Six more hours, he looked at the still constant flow of civilians leaving earth. He could barely see earth with all the wreckage floating around.

At Nevada, the MiG-29's were more maneuverable than the alien invaders; but they had a limited weapon supply. And ammunition was getting scarce. Las Vegas was another focus point for the armada because of all the power going to that one place.

Troopers at Nevada were firing off their machine guns at the bellies of the invaders. Lt. Adams was running while firing off his M16. An explosion from behind threw him forward, when he landed he felt a huge pain from his legs. He looked at them to realize that they were blown off, blood was spilling everywhere, and he would die soon. He started screaming in pain and shooting upwards wildly. Another plasma shot blew his skyward, he was now dead; and body parts were falling on the desert below.

Military Jeeps were careening across the desert firing off bullets at the alien threat. The jeeps were using rear mounted M60's tearing open the bellies of the armada, the green tinted blood spilled out. One of the armadas fell on one of the jeeps, crushing the humans onboard with its four-ton body.

The armada could see a bright beacon from a city in Nevada. Los Vegas an armada invasion force was dispatched to this power hungry city.

At Cape Canaveral NASA facility, escape crafts were being launched, AAA fire was protecting the civilian craft from armada attacks. But not all armada could be stopped; an armada shot found a liquid oxygen tank. All civilians onboard USS Tara were now falling 3 stories down while burning alive.

This attack was ruining cities all across the world. Capitals, NATO members, and UN members were the first countries attacked. This fueled the speculations of armada bugs inside the Earth Government. But any evidence of that was destroyed.

Land-to-Air rockets were screaming through the atmosphere, taking out hundreds of armada. But for every armada destroyed, five more came into earth. Earth was one giant war zone; casualties were now mounting into the billions. The escape craft were now the targets of armada weapons; unarmed civilian crafts were being destroyed left and right.

By the third hour, nearly half of Strike-Force Zion was destroyed. Now the largest threat was not the armada, it was all the space junk flying through space. Armadas and earth ships had extreme difficulty flying through it all.

USS Raptor and hundreds of other ships were already past the moon and heading as far away from the armada as they could. But their future had other plans for them.

By the fourth hour all satellites were knocked out of orbit, no more civilians could escape earth (1.8 billion), and Strike-Force Zion was now completely destroyed. Reinforcements from earth had came too late. The armadas were now spreading like a plague across Eurasia, killing everyone in their path. The Russian Federation was deploying V-2 rockets at the incoming threat; T-90's were decimating armadas fast, but not fast enough. The armadas' plasma weapons destroyed the armor platting of the tanks.

The once powerful earth was being destroyed in a matter of hours; this threat was more powerful than anyone could have anticipated. The lucky one's were the one's who left years and months ago. The one's that stayed were being slaughtered.

The fifth hour, the death toll was as high as 2 billion. 89% of all the forces that remained on earth were now dead or dying. The whole world was turning red with the blood of all the slain soldiers and civilians. The Great Lakes of North America, Mediterranean Sea of Europe, Caspian Sea of Russia were flowing with blood. The whole world smelled of death and decay, the humans were dealt a crushing defeat in a matter of hours.

But those that had gotten away to safety to follow the paths that God has laid for them would never forget the sacrifice that these brave soldiers gave for the safety of others with no consideration for their lives. The Stand at Zion was being considered a success, with over 5 billion civilians fleeing to safety of the heavens above, and the space beyond.

It has been believed that God has punished the humans for turning from him, that this armada was like a plague of Israel, but there would be no Moses to lead God's people away from earth. But this invasion was not the Second Coming; it was only a punishment to the people that he created.

One of the leaders that lead some away from earth was a Lieutenant from the United Republic of America named Alex Matthew Steiner. He would later become a powerful man, in command of legions of forces on a desolate planet. Where the armada is not the only threat, and guns have become scarce. FURY will be coming…

Are you ready?

End of Part 1 of the Tachyon Storm Trilogy.

Coming soon…

…Rising Conflicts

June