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The thunder rumbles ominously in the distance, causing the children in the small farmhouse to cower in fear. The parents, trying to comfort not only the children, but also each other, struggle with their feelings of fear, the instinct to flee. They've worked their entire lives on this farm, and their feelings are strong. But the drive to flee from something unseen nearly breaks this loyalty to their work.

The father sits up against the wall, holding his young daughter in his grasp, who is clutching him, crying out in terror with each resounded blast of the war drum of the gods. The mother tightly holds their newborn son, tears rolling down her slender, pretty face as she tries to quiet the shrill screams of the young babe.

No storm like this has ever crossed the prairies of Garvandel, and both parents know this. They feed the children false promises that the storm is harmless and will pass. The father whispers in his daughter's ear, trying to ease her terror. The mother calmly rocks with her child. But the terror can clearly be seen in their eyes.

The thunder continues to rumble on, sounding like a thousand chariots slowly racing through the heavens. Before long, the sounds of someone approaching can be heard.

Thump...Thump...Thump...Thump...

The sound of heavy boots can be heard clearly on the road, despite the deafening roar of the thunder.

The father looks up at the sound, his eyes widening at the sound.

"Who...who would travel in a storm such as this?" he asks his wife. He looks over to find her quivering from pure terror. He gently sets their daughter beside her mother.

"Please Anabelle, watch Mother and William. OK?"

Anabelle looks up, salty tears rolling down her plump childish cheeks as she slowly nods. She then clutches her mother protectively.

The father slowly stands. Lightning can be seen blasting down from the heavens, setting trees on fire. Trees in the farmyard they worked so hard to build. As the lightning flashes, a figure wearing a thick, heavy cloak can be seen slowly approaching. He stares in shock as the figure is still a long ways out, yet his boot falls can be heard.

Thump...Thump...Thump...Thump...

The father runs to the fireplace and grabs their old, rusting firewood hatchet. He runs back to the window to watch the figure. His hands begin to become clammy and shake as he soon notices the thunder is in time with the figure's bootfalls.

Thump...Thump...Thump...Thump...

A bolt of lightning comes flashing down, igniting the barn. The screams of the burning animals can be heard over the roar of the flames. The figure appears momentarily in the flash before disappearing again.

The figure slowly draws nearer, sending a cold chill down the spine of the father. He adjusts his grip on his axe as he moves to the door, ready to strike this menace when he opens it.

An eternity seems to pass before the bootfalls are heard across the porch.

Thump...Thump...Thump...Thump...

They stop at the door. The thunder stops, and lightning ceases to fall. The world is deathly silent.

It's a bright summer day on the plains of a planet first inhabited by humans a mere 63 years ago. It has grassy plains that strech for miles and miles.

Then, in the middle of this grassy wasteland, there is a house built. It appeared futuristic, and a the same time it had the feeling of a cottage that would normally be viewed in the bayous of North America back on Earth.

The owner of this house was the original colonist of this planet, named Apollo, after the greek god of the sun. His name was Rodney Nutter back on Earth. It is now Rassin Neslee, he seemed to think it was approraite. New planet, new name.

He began to walk off of his porch and into the grass sea. After he had walked out about 10 yards he grabbed a handfull of this grass and uprooted it. He then began to examen the grass, which looked more like wheat in height and color. After doing so he walked back inside his abode.

He walked past his dining room and straight into the kitchen as his stomach growled as though a lion were trying to escape the confines of the acidic prison. He opended his regfrigerator and pulled out a slab of beef. Next he opened his spice rack to grab the seasoning he normally put on his steak.

He was out.

"Damn," he exclamated,"I gotta go back to the city."

He chucked his steak into the fridge and stormed into his garage. He then hopped into ,what looked like, a speeder out of Star Wars movie.

As he entered the city, an exlposion rocked the ground beneath the vehicle an sent Rassin flying through the air like a bulletout of the barrel of a gun. Something had shot at him.

He conjured up enough strength to get up and see his attacker. It stood 11 feet tall with shoulders 4 and a half feet wide. It picked him up by the skull and crushed his cranuim as though it were only clenching its fist.

When is body was found at the scene a great wave of panic was sent through the comunity. Little did they no that behind Apollo's moon was a fleet of these creatures waiting to attack. They colonists of Apollo were doomed.



Hope you like my story.

Okay, I don't expect to win with this, and for all I know it's not within the 4000 word limit.
This is the work of me and two of my freinds(Dan and Irene) wasting time. We each wrote alittle bit of the story and passed it to then next person. So the story is all over the place but we find it very, very funny.
You can guess where the brakes are, basicly every couple of sentances. Sometimes mid sentence, usally following a ...
Things sometimes just stop mid problem because Irene was handed the paper...XD
It takes some WTF twists that can only be explained as, Irene is a Hippy.

Warning, You May Find This Offencive
Do not read if you take offence in Hitler comedy, or the killing/burning of a race or peoples of a certain life choice.

So Hitler wanted to have a son. But needed to find a wife. The year was 1944, and hitler was growing tired of Ava Brawn,. So he went clubbing around Berlin. He went to every bar he found. One night he got beligerently drunk and decided it would be a good idea to go to a gay bar. Unfortunitly for him, over 90% of gay men had been "taken care of" by some political mad man. He found himself very flattered about what a great job he had done but decided if he looked hard enough he would find one underground gay bar. He stumbled around for hours in search of the perfect bar. He finally came to one. He went in and saw the most gorgeous man ever...Donald Rumsfeld...From the Future! After he consulted with himself whether or not he wanted to burn the bar he finally approched Donald. He couldn't live with himself if he killed Donald so he told him to leave the bar and meet him at the clock tower at 7:00 the next day. Donald left and Hitler proceeded to torch the bar. At the same time, the clock struck five...time was running short for Hitler and his love affair. Hitler was very confused on how it could be tomorrow today, but he jumped in his car after filling the tank with the ashes of the gays he just burnt. He had to hurry if he was to make it in time. On the way he passed a bunch of Jews. He ran them over and stuffed them in his trunk to fulfill his necrophilical fantasies later on... He was still ******** them. By the time this was done the clock hit six. He still had to make it across the destroied part of Berlin(Damn Americans). As he pulled up to the clock...Donald wasn't there. Donald got hung up...at the gay bar. Hitler realized that Donald didn't make it out of the and he just used Donald's ashes to drive his car. He damned the Gods.
He wanted to see how far he could make it on Donald's ashes in his tank, so he decided to go to Thailand. Just incase he ran out of fuel he burnt a couple of Jews on the way. Somehow, China ended up as a stop on the way. He looked up and saw a love hotel. A thought sparked in his brain...I can have a hot chinese wife to have my son, he thought. So he raided the love hotel with his rage and his Lugger. He yelled his demands. All of a sudden a chinese woman appered before him. She had large muscles and stubble on her face. She said, "Twenny five dolla sucky sucky." A look of fear spread across Hitler's face, and he fished a $25 bill from his wallet... Hitler wondered how there could be a $25 bill, why he's using American currency, and why a large chinese woman would want American currency. He realized he needed to go exchange his money for chinese currency...So he burned the cheap hooker for fuel and went to the bank. Upon arriving, he realized that he was very turned on, and needed a new hooker fast. As he turned around the cold steel of a gun pressed against his neck. The street light they where standing under went out and it was dark and silent. The silence was broken by a mysterious man at the other end of the gun. It was none other than the ghost of Donald Rumsfield! "You made me feel cheap and dirty and then left me to die." Hitler replied, "I'm sorry but...you can not win" The ghost busters appered on the scene. "OH ********" Donald exclaimed. Donald was never good at running so he turned to fight. He blasted the ghost busters with ectoplasmic goo, which really pissed off the ghost busters. The sticky goo covered ghost busters counter attacked. Donald then lit a match and burned them alive. It seemed Hitler was on his own. He didn't know what to do, so he tried to run away. But, Hitler was also a poor runner, and was very self concious about the flailing of his arms while he sprinted forward. Suddenly, Jesus appeared, stole his legs, and dissappeared. Jesus ********! Hitler yelled and his halted his search for a whore to mother his son. Instead he began a search for a whore with the perfect legs.
So for now Hitler would buzz around town on a motorized scooter. He feared that all the whores in the land would turn down a cripple, but he needed to find the perfect legs! Resting a chainsaw on his shoulder, he hopped into his car and drove to the red district in Japan. Unfortunatley, it was three days after the Nagasaki bombing. He gasped at all the Jappanese fuel just laying around. He filled his trunk for later. After he took the time to do this, he felt an itch on his back. He screamed when he realized what it was. It was just the tag on his shirt. He decided that clothes were holding him back from attracting a suitable whore, so he stripped down. He was now cold and naked, on a scooter with a pile of dead ja[anese people in his back seat and a chainsaw over his shoulder. His boyfreind was appalled. Emporer Hirohito was on the horizon with his hands on his hips. Hitler quickly closed his trunk and rode his scooter up to give Hirohito a hug. Hirohito did not return the hug, instead he scolded Hitler. "Why do you come to my country and steal dead bodies?" First of all, Hitler was baffled at how his boyfriend had survived the bombing of the previous days. Hitler thought to himself, "I'm so totally dumping this c***k if he gets all deformed from all this radiation." However, exposed to radiation himself, Hitler's legs suddenly began to regenerate. Ten seconds later he looked down, and realized that he had became a mermaid! The still naked Hitler now with a beautiful tail that sparkles in the gleaming sun realized how beautiful he now looked. Emporer Hirohito was speechless in amazement of his new beautiful boyfriend. Hitler approched Hirohito and Hirohito bent down on one knee, took out the largest diamond in all of Japan and spoke. "Hitler, will you marry me?" Hitler explained to Hirohito that in order for he to marry him, he needed to provide a son for him. Hirohito exclaimed, "But I bare no womb for I am a man!" "That is no problem," Hitler replied, "For I am a merMAID not a merman." Hirohito's Jaw dropped. Hirohitowas very turned on, he always wanted to share privite places with Hitler but was always rejected because he had no cooch. In Hirohito's excitement he screamed, "then the wedding shall be tomorrow, and all of Japan will come to witness!" Too bad all of Japan was dead. Hitler and Hirohito decided to make soap out of Japanese fat and sell it for $15 a bar. However, they decided to make a soap palace for their honeymoon. Six years and sixty thousand illegal workers later, it was finished. Hitler and Hirohito had the best honeymoon there ever was, and lived happily ever after.

Strife Of Chaos

It has been four centuries since the human expansion had begun. The Earth was no longer sufficient for the survival of the Human specie. The entire solar system has been colonized on a massive scale. Several dozen star systems outside that of solar have also been occupied. The United Earth Space Command had issued the construction of a gigantic starfleet in order to maintain the hard earned peace amongst mankind. Small outbreaks of rebellion have been recorded in the National Historical Database in Alaska. Humanity has been undisturbed by any so called higher beings for the extent of their imperialistic advance across the galaxy. The Anti-Matter Fusion Reactor is the main power source for any star bound vessel seeking intergalactic voyages. Several factions have formed within this new galactic entity, many throwing out absurd conspiracy theories in the dealings of the UESC and the UEE with other beings. These theories seemed to only be accepted inside each faction respectively. However no theory, no belief could prepare man for what lay ahead of him.

The large hulk of the Ultima floated gracefully by a civilian docking station in orbit over Solaris Minor. The Ultima's hull was flawless, no pockmarks anyone would expect from a battle hardened warship. Several Minotaur fighter craft weaved an intricate defense web around the Ultima, as well as her accompanying ships, two Goliath class battle cruisers. The thruster couplings on each ship's aft emitted an eerie red glow as a result of the anti-matter reactors. The system seemed to be in perfect harmony as the Solaris system was famous for. However the Ultima's commander was about to receive some very heavy news from Pozhar, the Ultima's AI "Admiral, Solaris' primary sensor arrays are detecting several unknown vessels on the system's far side. Two vessels approximately the size of Goliath battlecruisers, the others are just larger than the Gaia Dreadnaught."

Warnings rang out through the corridors of the Ultima. The commander had issued a yellow alert putting all soldiers on combat status and raising the electromagnetic shields to 100%. The Minotaurs widened the defense grid around the capitol ships, this armada was battle-hardened they knew their tactics well.

"Pozhar, hail them." Admiral Vincent Chelovek commanded watching the forward view screen. Ships had been redesigned from the third generation to greater protect the bridge components. Prior to the fourth generation of star cruisers the bridge was located on the bow of the ship, leaving it extremely vulnerable to hostile fire. During the first generation the bridge, instead of view screens, had thick windows separating the crew from the immense vacuum of space. Now however the bridge was concealed slightly towards the aft and in the center of each ship, this prevented anything from directly assaulting the bridge directly and surrounded the crew with several feet of titanium plating.

"No response, their communications technology seems to be vastly different to our own. I'll try to adapt our systems for hailing." The onboard AI eliminated most of the ship's crew; the Ultima was the first of its generation and needed a crew of a mere thirty to man it. "Modifications finished, hailing again... No response sir."

The admiral nodded and motioned for the communications officer, Major Stravosky, to change status to red alert as they rounded the planet. "Anderson, activate the ion cannons. I want both prepared to fire when those vessels are in range. Smith, revert all shields forward, they won't have time to flank us. Stravosky advise the Goliaths to do the same." Vincent wasn't about to let this small group destroy his ship's flawless record, it's put down several rebellions in the last month around the Rithena Sector without so much as a scratch.

"Sir, I've detected their weapons engaging, massive energy expansion." Pozhar's voice sounded exhilarated, an emotion he'd learnt in his short life so far. "They seem to be targeting Solaris Minor."

"Major Yuri, I want maximum output on the reactors. They are not firing on that planet." Admiral Chelovek demanded every last ounce of power from the reactors to maximize their velocity.

"I've taken control of the Ion cannons, prepared to fire with proper adjustments as soon as they are in line of sight." Pozhar's scarlet holographic form wavered slightly; the fiery orbs representing his eyes had grown slightly under the hood's darkness. Pozhar chose the form of the grim reaper with flaming eyes and robes. "The energy field just disappeared, I can't find ant trace of their weapons. No ion trails from firing either..."

As the ships rounded the planet they were greeted by an unholy sight. Fire had erupted across the entire hemisphere, blackening every mile with ash streaked with eerie orange glows of fire. The three ships simultaneously fired upon the unknown however obviously hostile vessels. Four were destroyed in the initial salvo the other six either retreated or were destroyed by secondary explosions from rapid destabilization of the four destroyed reactor cores. Half of Solaris Minor was lost, in what? A mere second? The military began to assemble the entire starfleet as well as overhauling all systems with god's speed. Over two billion lives were lost without even a hint towards the adversary's identity.

Months have passed since the first attack issued by the still unknown beings. The United Earth Space Command has issued the codename "Adonians" to the alien alliance. Cruisers of the United Earth Navy now patrol in tighter patterns covering more space, the navy's size in men and ships has nearly doubled to brace against the Adonian assaults that never came. The Ultima is still the only ship pioneering the controversial and confidential artificial intelligence, no newer ships contain the AI systems as it is unknown if they will decay and commit treason.

The UES Ultima is in high orbit over Tanaran Prime awaiting mission directives. Both Goliath escorts are in the process of docking with orbital defense platforms DP-1024 and DP-1102. Both platforms had far more sensory range than the Ultima had her escorts both reporting zero Adonian contacts since the first strike. The alert status had been lowered to blue, allowing the military to relax slightly. Without anything to attack Admiral Chelovek made his way to the Ultima's observation deck. This was where most commanding officers spent their time calculating strategies for the surrounding space, or where they watched their work play out.

"Pozhar, play the moonlight sonata... set up the chess board, you owe me a game." Vincent stated briefly as he walked to the armchairs set up in the middle of the room. The AI almost immediately responded and the moonlight sonata filled the air. A chess board appeared levitating between the chairs, in one sat the scarlet fire that was Pozhar.

"I believe it was your move Admiral." The hologram stated with a wave of his hand.

Just as Vincent was about to seat himself and take his move the alarms blasted. Fourteen Adonian warships had penetrated UESC defense into orbit over Tanaran Prime. DP-1024 had already been disabled and was plummeting to the ground by the time the UES Goliath was able to power up her weapons and fire on one of the war cruisers. Both the Goliath and the Adonian ship were destroyed sending even more debris toward the planet. "Pozhar bring the shields up full, overcharge them if you can, bring us around to fire the ion cannons at maximum power, laugh all twenty Apocalypse IV nuclear missiles into that cluster, destroy as many of them as possible!" Vincent shouted the command as an explosion ripped through space next to the Ultima.

Immediately the Ultima's nukes were launched into the fray just before her shields came online. The UES Colossus had just raised her shields and launched all of her Minotaur fighters to protect her, the Ultima's fighter's followed suit in the defense grid. All twenty tactical nuclear weapons exploded in a brilliant flash, the EMP didn't affect any starships; however, it knocked out DP-1102's attitude adjusters, sending the station on a collision course with the planet below. Ten Adonian starships were disintegrated by the nukes, but the remaining three hadn't been affected. "Pozhar, fire Ion cannons at will!" Vincent stumbled into the corridor's wall as an explosion tore through the ship's port bow space dock. As soon as the order was issued both cannons fired punching a hole straight through one cruiser while the other's shield took the entire impact.

Hundreds of fighter craft swarmed from the two Adonian ships still in commission as the debris from the battle fell unto the citizens of Tanaran Prime. The Minotaurs spotted the new threat and disengaged their defensive parameters to engage. Bursts of laser and machine gun fire ripped through space, explosions of both red and blue erupting every several seconds.

As Vincent Chelovek rushed into the bridge his communications officer looked at him. "Sir, we're receiving a hail from the farther cruiser." He stated, his fingers running furiously across the keyboard. "On screen now."

"Lower your shields and power down your weapons and you will be allowed to leave unharmed." The voice came from an unseen source, on screen was the shadow of a slightly elongated head, two acid green eyes glared at the Admiral. "You have ten seconds." The screen cut out showing the battle once again.

"Coordinate with the Colossus, charge the Ion cannons and arm the particle beam. The Colossus will target the forward ship, we hit the rear."

The Minotaru fighters had nearly wiped out all of the opposing craft as the forward Adonian cruiser detonated in a sphere of ice blue fire. The Colossus had made a direct hit; her crew celebrated just long enough for the ship to be pierced by a scarlet beam of energy. The exterior lights of the UES Colossus flickered off as the cruiser pitched forward and plummeted toward Tanaran. "Fire now!" The first Ion cannon fired, the Adonian's shields flared wildly in protest at the contact site, the round never hit. The second shot received the same violent reaction form the Adonian shields. A scarlet glow started to accumulate near the Adonian cruiser's bow. The Ultima's particle beam let off an Exojoule beam to tear through the cruiser, splitting it in half sending fire into space. Just as the bow was about to split the Adonian ship fired the same beam that disabled the Colossus. The shot tore through the Ultima's shields and fried through several hundred feet of the starboard decks.

The Ultima barely escaped Leharin's repair stations without any serious hull breach, although the previous damage was only beginning to be patched up. The entire Leharin system was lost, the Ultima's crew killed, a third of the fleet protecting the system obliterated. Vincent was lucky to have escaped with himself, Pozhar, and the Ultima.

"How many Adonians were there?" The Admiral's voice was rather sullen.
"Sensors read over twenty capitol ships at the time of our jump." The AI's synthesized voice replied almost instantly, sounding rather cold in this new emotion. Vincent shook his head and fell back into the command chair with a sigh.
"Set a course for the nearest occupied system..." Alarms blazed throughout the bridge, silencing the Admiral immediately.
"Three Adonian cruisers! They must have traced our jump..." Pozhar's form appeared next to the navigation console. "Perhaps if I could..."
"Put those ships on screen." Pozhar silenced himself and followed the order. Three onyx Adonian destroyers were visible gaining on the Ultima's rear, surprisingly their weapons weren't charging to fire. "Push the reactors to maximum sub-light drive... We need as much time as possible." The Ultima responded to the command instantaneously as the words left the Admiral's mouth. Vincent looked back to the view screen as dismay played across his face. The destroyers had already pulled alongside this ship.

Just before Admiral Chelovek was able to ask what was happening several explosion echoed through the Ultima's hull. His eyes shot to the blast doors separating the bridge from the rest of the ship. "Pozhar... Send a distress signal... Activate all interior auto turrets... Move our status to red alert." Pozhar acknowledged with the lights dimming to a scarlet hue, the weapon pylons encased within the walls of the bridge swung open and extended, revealing an array of weaponry. Vincent walked calmly toward the pylon removing an assault rifle along with two extra magazines, which he tucked under his belt.

The second Vincent keyed for the bridge's blast doors to spiral open gunfire from several auto turrets began to ring through the empty corridors. No counterattacks could be heard, only the firing of the high caliber turrets. Vincent stepped out from the bridge, walking towards one of the elevators just aft of the bridge. The feeling was eerie; the ship was devoid of human life aside from the Admiral, the buffered sound of gunfire ringing out of the titanium frame. His fingers pressed lightly against the keypad to call one of the elevators. Silence, the gunfire had stopped, did the Adonians give up?

One large explosion echoed from above. "Sir, they appear to be using... Infantry plasma munitions!" Pozhar's voice was distracted as he reported. "Some sort of electromagnetic jamming device prevented the turrets from landing hits... Intriguing." "Pozhar, I want you to figure out how to kill them, not admire them." Vincent said harshly, raising the rifle as the elevator doors pulled apart. Nothing there, he stepped in cautiously keying the floor nearest the explosion. As the elevator rose several decks more explosions resounded, the other auto turrets must be gone now.

"Pozhar, key in the self destruct sequence... Prepare to initiate on my command." Vincent peered around the elevator doors before stepping out into the open. "This ship can't fall into their hands, not with you in it." As Vincent pressed his back to the cold metal wall to peer around the corner he could hear something. Around the corner were two of the hostiles, arguing as it appeared. The larger beast, the one farther way, turned its acid green gaze to Vincent. He pulled his head back around the corner just in time to see the scarlet fiend's plasma bolts strike into the wall where his head had been moments before. The metal was molten at the impact sights.

Vincent whipped back around the corner, this time his weapon was ready. Neither of the aliens had expected the action, causing the smaller orange Adonian to take several rounds to the chest and head, ice blue blood splattering the walls. Vincent pulled back behind the wall as another several bolts of plasma impacted the metal corridor. Before swinging around the corner again the Admiral ordered a self destruct in exactly one hour. After releasing three rounds around the corner Vincent stopped, his eyes widening in confusion. That Adonian had just been down this way! Where had he disappeared to?

"Admiral, five ships are approaching from our bow. Two goliath class cruisers, two Defiler class missile frigates, and... the Apocalypse!" Pozhar's voice actually portrayed surprise, he hadn't expected this.

I'll put one up if I can get it finished in time -.- I'm so busy now days T.T

That would seem correct.