Draconis

As soon as the sun stopped shining in the skies of Clave, the greatest catastrophe in its entire history began.

It all happened on a morning on April 11, 2026, humanity had changed too much by then.

Their technological advances were increasingly close to being very similar to the technology they stole from the extraterrestrial world.

Yes, humans had managed to find the world where the UFOs came from, and to make matters worse, they decided to declare war on each other by stealing the slightest particles of extraterrestrial technology that they came across during their first and last exploration.

Because of this, the extraterrestrial race, known as Draconians, revealed itself to humans, and declared the First World War between humans and extraterrestrials in history.

That morning of April 11, 2026, in a hidden laboratory in Area 51, a scientist of African descent, from Africa, ran desperately through each of the laboratory's corridors. Area 51 was a place so immense that you could almost see it compare to a maze with no exit.

The scientist, with his heart beating frantically because he had not stopped running in all that time, carried in his hands a small containment box that emitted an intense blue glow that almost extinguished the rest of the light emitted inside the laboratory. Within it, rested a draconian gem that pulsed an energy never before seen in a common gemstone.

Minutes earlier, during a routine experiment that the scientist was carrying out inside his laboratory, the gem had begun to react unexpectedly, releasing waves of energy that threatened to destabilize the entire complex.

As he ran, the scientist shouted warnings to his colleagues, urging them to evacuate the area immediately. Everyone came out of their laboratories to find out what was happening, what was causing such a commotion, but no one took the precaution of quickly obeying. .

The gem that was stolen on that fateful exploration mission in Drakthoria seemed to have taken on a life of its own, as if it responded to some distant call that would not leave it alone until it was found. The man knew that if he failed to contain the reaction, the consequences could be catastrophic not only for the laboratory, but potentially for the entire planet.

With every step he took, the gem's energy increased, causing the lights in the lab to flicker and nearby electronic equipment to go crazy, turning on and off unsteadily.

The scientist knew he was racing against time, desperately searching for the special containment chamber designed for high-risk alien artifacts. If he could arrive in time, perhaps they could avoid a disaster of unimaginable proportions.

But it wasn't like that.

The African scientist failed to complete his mission in time, and then chaos and devastation broke out.

The gem, now out of control, emitted a pulse of energy that pierced the Earth's atmosphere, sending a clear and powerful signal into the depths of space. This call, like a beacon in the cosmic darkness, was instantly picked up by the Draconians in their distant world.

Within minutes, the answer came. The sky over Area 51 suddenly darkened even though a few minutes ago the sun was intensely illuminating that entire region of planet Earth, it was as if a huge shadow had covered the sun, or rather, as if night had suddenly arrived. .

It was then that enormous spaceships, which were designed with shapes that defied human understanding, began to materialize in the Earth's atmosphere.

The descent of the draconian ships was a spectacle as terrifying as it was majestic. Rays of pure energy were reflected in the sky, cutting through the air, each one disintegrating everything in its path.

Buildings crumbled like houses of cards that were easy to knock down, and the ground shook with an intensity never before experienced, as if the earth beneath human feet was going to vanish.

As the ships approached the ground, electromagnetic shock waves appeared, which disabled all human technology in a radius of hundreds of kilometers, leaving humans completely cut off from each other, everything had returned to the times of the ages of stone in which the only means of communication that existed was nothing more and nothing less than speech.

Communications were cut off, vehicles stopped, they also stopped responding, and darkness took over the cities when the electrical networks collapsed, in addition to the fact that, nowhere, could the sun's rays be seen, it felt as if the sun itself The sun would have died, never to be seen again.

The Draconians were beings of imposing stature and build, they emerged from their ships as soon as they finished their descents to earth. Their bodies were covered in iridescent scales that reflected the light in a hypnotic way. His eyes are very bright and cold, and they scanned the landscape in search of his precious stolen gem.

Chaos quickly spread across the planet. Governments and armies, taken by surprise and without their defense systems prepared for attacks, found themselves powerless against the invasion. Mass panic gripped the populations as news of the attack spread through the few media outlets that still functioned, although, in reality, they were very few.

At the epicenter of the catastrophe, Area 51 became a battlefield. The Draconians, who had been guided by the signal from the gem, and in droves, advanced relentlessly towards the laboratory.

Scientists and military personnel were desperately fighting to contain the situation, but their efforts seemed insignificant in the face of the alien power.

As the known world crumbled, it became clear that humanity was facing not only the end of an era, but possibly the end of its existence as the dominant species on Earth. The war they had feared and prepared for had finally come, but in a way no one could have foreseen.

In the midst of the chaos, the African scientist was intercepted by the base commander of Area 51. His face hardened with disbelief and frustration, the commander grabbed the scientist by the arm, stopping his frantic running. And looking to end the commotion.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" the commander roared. "Return to your post immediately! This is not a gallery for you to be behaving like this!"

The scientist, gasping and wide-eyed in panic, tried to explain: "Sir, you don't understand! The gem... has activated something. The Draconians are here! They're attacking us!"

The commander let out a dry, contemptuous laugh. "Have you gone crazy? There is no invasion. Go back to your lab and continue your work. It's an order."

Ignoring the scientist's pleas, the commander pushed him back towards the hallway that led to the laboratories, he did it with such force that it almost caused the man to end up falling on his back to the ground and hurt himself, but he managed to prevent it. However, before they could take more than a few steps, a deafening roar shook the entire complex.

Soon, the walls shook violently, and the sound of writhing metal filled the air.

The commander, eyes wide, looked at the scientist with a mixture of disbelief and terror. At first, he seemed not to have wanted to believe the scientist's words, but upon seeing what happened inside the restricted area, he changed his mind.

"What...what's going on?" the commander stammered, his previous arrogance completely gone.

Before the scientist could respond, a massive explosion rocked the complex.

The ceiling above them crumbled, revealing the darkened sky and the towering silhouettes of the draconic ships flying above them.

Through the newly formed hole in the roof of Area 51, three Draconians descended from the sky, their scales glistening under the flickering emergency lights. His eyes, cold and calculating, immediately focused on the box that the scientist still held in his hands and that was his main objective for having traveled to earth.

The commander has regained some of his composure, pulled out his gun and aimed it at the invaders. "Stop there!" he shouted, his voice shaking slightly. He acted brave, but deep down, he knew that he was more scared than everyone else present who witnessed this event.

The Draconians didn't even flinch. One of them, apparently the leader, stepped forward. His voice, when he spoke, sounded like the rubbing of scales on metal, and in turn, a deep echo was heard resounding on the walls of the area.

"Humans," the alien hissed, "you have stolen what does not belong to you. You have unleashed forces you cannot understand. Hand over the gem, and perhaps we will consider being merciful. Your race will be safe, and we will leave soon."

The scientist, trembling, looked at the box in his hands and then at the Draconians.

He was not sure that doing so was going to be the right thing, because in his decision, the fate of humanity was at stake. But then, there was something inside that didn't let him move forward, like a kind of premonition that begged him not to obey the alien.