Earth Ω

World War Ω

The Mayans had it prophesied - but what really happened on December 21, 2012 no one would have thought possible. A chain of events set in motion ages ago, eventually culminated in the "Judgement Day" and changed the world forever. Nothing will be as it once was ...

  • Prologue: Trailblazer Chapter 3 ("Revelations")

    December 21, 2012 – 02:30:36 CDT (UTC-6)
    Houston, Texas (USA) – Lyndon B. Johnson Space Center (Briefing Room)

    After they had left the cave with their new friend, Captain Brosnan and his crew had reported back to Mission Control and received the command to instantly return to Earth with Captain Sterling.

    Immediately after their landing two days later the Altair crew and Captain Sterling were taken to a strictly secured and sealed off meeting room deep in the bowels of the Johnson Space Center, where they already been expected by Commander Doyle Hanson, Norris Wyman and NASA head Charles Bolden, as well as his Deputy Lori Garver.

    Wyman Norris took the floor first.

    "Nice to have you back, Captain Sterling. I did not expect to ever see you again. And then just as you have looked like back then. How is all this possible?"

    "Well, Commander, that's a very long story, but I can at least try to summarize it."

    "We will listen curiously, Captain. I suppose the whole thing has something to do with the alien technology that my people saw in this cave on the moon?" said Charles Bolden.

    "That is correct, sir. As you probably know, my mission in 1985 was to explore the South Pole-Aitken basin on the far side of the moon, from which we then assumed by earlier recordings of American and Soviet lunar probes that a very large impact body had pierced the lunar crust at this place millions of years ago – we suspected a big meteorite."

    "That is known to me."

    "Well, what you don't know is that this impact body was actually part of an alien spacecraft, which broke apart inside a collapsing wormhole over Earth about 65 million years ago due to damage, it had just suffered in a fight. The rest of the ship continued its travel through the wormhole to another dimension where it crashed on an alternative version of our Earth."

    "An alternative version of our earth? You're telling us that not only aliens really exist but also that there are other dimensions with other earths?" Lori Garver asked.

    "That's right, ma'am. It's called the M-theory. A higher-dimensional extension of the string theory in which our universe is not the only one, but one of many universes that exist parallel to each other. A Multiverse if you like to call it that."

    "Pretty strong stuff, if you ask me."

    "Then you will be certainly be blown away by the rest of my story."

    „Go on, Captain.“ Bolden said.

    "I can't tell you, what exactly became of the five surviving aliens that crashlanded on the moon, but I assume that they are still somewhere on our Earth, since they were stranded here after the crash."

    "And how do you know all this?"

    „I was about to talk about that. When I entered the South Pole-Aitken Basin in 1985 to collect rock samples I discovered, just like your people did, a weak signal that seemed to come out of a cave. At this point I had already lost radio contact with Earth, but we had anticipated that possibility so I didtn't really worry about that.

    Intrigued, I entered the cave and followed the signal to that very room where Captain Brosnan and his crew found me two days ago. Shortly after I had entered it, the devices in the room switched on by itself and a computer voice started to talk to me – in English to my even greater surprise.

    The computer told me that the facility was a kind of monitoring station built by the already mentioned aliens – he referred to them as the »The Orphans« – to look out for this other alien species with which the castaways were fighting back then.

    When I asked the computer to explain all this to me, all of a sudden cables emerged from the console in front of me and connected themselves to my head. Shortly thereafter, the complete saved history of the »Orphans« until their arrival on Earth was transferred directly into my brain.

    I learned that they once belonged to an extremely advanced humanoid race called »Mato'Nai« from the planet Matu'Ran of the Ca'Luan solar system in the Antlia Dwarf Galaxy, that traveled the entire universe with the help of artificial wormholes – you might know them as Einstein-Rosen bridges – with which they could bend space and time at the universal level. The latter I only mention because I will come back to it soon.

    Anyway, the home planet of the Mato'Nai was completely unprepared when it was someday attacked and conquered by a group of homeless extraterrestrial races who describe themselves as »Harvester« and move from planet to planet to pounce like a swarm of locusts over its resources, until only a dead world is left.

    After decades of bitter struggle against the invaders, the people of the Mato'Nai were almost completely wiped out – except for a few hundred survivors who eventually managed to escape aboard one of their last remaining functional space cruiser and to open a wormhole through which they wanted to escape.

    But before that could happen, they were attacked by a Harvester battleship and involved in a fight, during which both the Mato'Nai ship and the wormhole were hit hard. The latter thus started to destabilize and just as it collapsed it sucked the Mato'Nai ship in and flung it through space and time, whereby a smaller part of it – with the five aforementioned »Orphans« aboard – drifted out of the wormhole into our universe and solar system as also mentioned before.

    To my relief the transmission broke off at this point. Unfortunately, the machine wasn't quite done with me, since it had chosen me as part of a so-called »Harbinger protocol«.

    After the data transfer was completed, a glass cylinder lowered from the ceiling above me, closed around me and was filled with a strange gas that made me lose consciousness. When I woke up, I found myself with strange new abilities on an alien planet.

    Just a few days ago I managed to return to the moon base where your people found me shortly thereafter."

    The people at the conference table stared at him in amazement and bandied confused looks. Charles Bolden spoke first:

    "I have many questions, but the most important first: Are these the same Harvesters, of which you have spoken towards Captain Brosnan and which are allegedly on their way to Earth?"

    "Exactly, sir."

    "But that was 65 million years ago, how is that possible?"

    "Excuse me, I probably didn't made it clear enough that the Mato'Nai were transported not only across space but also through time itself into the past of our earth.

    The events of which I spoke earlier actually occured only about almost 86 years ago – or more precisely in 1927. So enough time for the Harvester to track down the Mato'Nai and follow them here using their warp drives. At least that's what I conclude from the calculations by the computer in the lunar base, according to which the harvester reach Earth in less than 10 hours. "

    "10 hours? If this is true, we have to put all armed forces on alert immediately." Lori Garver cried out scared.

    "What you should do of course, but it will unfortunately not do much. Even your entire nuclear arsenal can't do nothing against these bastards, as you will soon see."

    "You already said something like that on the moon to Captain Brosnan. I quote:

    » The Harvesters are coming and there's nothing anybody can do about it. No one can stop them and the following events, but we can still save the future of mankind, if we find the Forgotten. «

    What exactly do you mean by that and who or what are these »Forgotten«?"

    Captain Sterling had made himself comfortable in his chair and exuded a calm that had the opposite effect on all the others present.

    "Do you remember the strange abilities that I mentioned? Well, I don't know exactly what the Mato'Nai have done to me, but besides the fact that I hop uncontrolled through the universe and into other dimensions and don't age like expected since, my mind was altered to work in the same way as a supercomputer. This allows my to identify all the variables in any theoretical situation and calculate the probability of every possible version of the future.

    In none of these possible futures, we can fend off the attack of the harvester and each time it ends up with humanity either exterminated or enslaved – sometimes both. However, there is also one possible future in which we can defeat the invaders after numerous struggles within a few years and send them fleeing.

    But for that to happen we need the help of some very extraordinary people. People with specific genetic characteristics and abilities – superpowers if you want to say so."

    "Wait a minute. Are you really talking about superheroes? You must be kidding! I know that we had running around a few isolated weirdos in stockings before who thought of themselves as superheroes, but these were just ordinary people who craved for attention. Everybody knows there isnt't such a thing like supernatural beings or superpowers. At least not outside of comicbooks." Charles Bolden looked at the man, who appeared as if he were risen from a science fiction film, with an uplifted left eyebrow.

    "Well, let me quote a guy I met some years back in another dimension: »1,500 years ago everybody knew the earth was the center of the universe... 500 years ago everybody knew the world was flat... 15 minutes ago you knew that people were alone on this planet. Imagine what you will know tomorrow ...«"

    "Jesus! First travels to other universes and through time and now people with superpowers – what next?" Wyman Norris groaned, while massaging the temples of his aching head with his fingers.

    "If I hadn't seen the alien devices with my own eyes, I would personally cause your immediate admission into a nuthouse." added Dr. James Cohen of the Altair crew.

    "Oh – believe me Doctor, it will still get a lot crazier. Cause I have to tell you that people like that already roam our streets at this very moment. Maybe you heard about these guys in tights that are currently attracting such an attention in New York by claiming to be 'famous' superheroes from the 40s with real supernatural abilities who allegedly awoke in New York some time ago after being kidnapped 60 years ago?"

    "Who didn't? Their story is plastered all over the front pages of the tabloids. The only problem is that no one has ever heard of them. In fact, even we can't find any actual records or details of their existence."

    "Sorry to disappoint you, sir, but those guys are very real and also the very same »Forgotten« I was referring to earlier. If we manage to bring these superheroes together and to organize a resistance, we may succeed to realize the time line, of which I have spoken, and possibly even create a better future for the surviving humans."

    The silence following this statement was becoming very oppressive, when Charles Bolden abruptly turned to a screen that was located on the wall the behind conference table and had yet remained dark.

    "Did you get all that, Mr. President?"

    The display lit up and the face of Barack Obama, who had apparently been switched in via live connection all the time, became visible.

    "I did. The most urging question to Captain Sterling that vies for my attention at this moment is: what can we do to prepare for the attack in only a few hours and to save as many lives as possible. I hope you have a suggestion for that also?"

    "Well, sir, since it might be too late to evacuate the major cities, which are certainly the primary target of the invaders, and panic just puts the people even more in danger, I would suggest that you at least inform the governments of other countries and then to get yourself, your government staff and as many military units as possible to safety as quickly as you can. And I think I also know where you should be heading – does the term »Area Zero« mean anything to you?"

  • Days of Annihilation, Chapter 1: Judgment Day

    Friday, December 21, 2012 - Noon (12:00:00 UTC-0) - All over the world ...

    Completely without warning wormholes open over all big cities of Earth from which huge alien spacecraft emerge and maintain a seemingly motionless position in the sky. While people flock in masses to the streets to watch the event with their own eyes, all government agencies around the globe are put in highest alarm.

    Shortly thereafter, slightly smaller objects break away from the motherships which immediately turn off and take up position over the military bases in their respective countries. At this time, all attempts by humans to make contact with the obviously alien visitors have failed.

    Exactly 30 minutes after their arrival all extraterrestrial ships simultaneously start a well-coordinated, devastating attack on the primary defense institutions of all countries while at the same time thousands of smaller aircrafts exit the larger vessels over the cities and bring an invading army of terrifying creatures to the surface.

    The people on the streets are taken inexorably under fire while the few survivors are herded together like cattle by swarms of invading alien vreatures only to be instantly crammed in hastily constructed prison camps. In less than one hour - before the police forces, national guard or any other defense authority can regroup for a counter-offensive - the invaders have taken control of each city and all their basic infrastructures such as transportation and telecommunication.

    With the military infrastructure already crippled, the aggressors now take on the remaining troops defending the governments in the capital cities.

    To be continued ...

Important note:

The events in my mind, evolving around the "World War Ω" that will culminate in a partially post-apocalyptic partially dystopian and partially futuristic new world order, are humongous and I admittedly struggle with committing my thoughts to "paper" in the right form. So it may take some time before the whole story will be told here. But maybe I'll be soon able to at least give you a synopsis of it, so that you will get a better understanding of what Earth Ω is all about...

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