He didn’t think he’d die like this – gasping for breath, tasting blood and bemoaning his own failures. Jack should have seen this coming, but it was too late to fix things now. He should have been more careful. Georgie had warned them all many times before – it isn’t safe anymore. Don’t trust anyone; be on your guard.
You have to choose, Jack; are you a priest or a soldier?
Jack knew he was dying, but irony paid a visit anyway. A priest trusted people; he opened his heart and listened to the sorrow of others. They confessed. He listened. They repented,...
She could ignore the pain. Erica had been shot before, and she remembered how it felt. She remembered the bullet lodged in her flesh and blood seeping out. This was time different, of course; a nearby bomb went off unexpectedly, and it clipped her leg. The blast had caused a gash in her calf, but luckily she avoided any shrapnel. She empathized with soldiers now and understood their pain.
The only comfort out of all of this was Jack. Comfort, she thought, as in awkward glances and touches that tread into dangerous ground. However, they were in a war right now, so Erica wondered...
There was a time, not all that long ago, when anyone who extolled the belief in alien life too vehemently would be labeled as foolish, crazy or even dangerous. Reports of UFO sightings were written off as hoaxes or written off as figments of overactive, not entirely sober minds.
That was all before the Visitors arrived, before their ships appeared, hovering over 29 cities, uncloaked and unafraid. Amazingly human in appearance, they came offering knowledge and technology, professing an ideology of peace and brotherhood.
Anna is focused on having Lisa breed with Tyler to ensure the evolution of the Visitors, while Erica and Diana enlist Lisa to stage a coup against Anna and remove her from power before humanity is destroyed...