Red Shadows

== Chapter One ==
"It's the end of the world. They are coming for us. They are coming for all of us. In a time when the world is at its weakest point. I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN, VIVIA! An absolute perfect time for an invasion. It is now, that havoc struck us. The world is coming to an end. The sky is raining fire. The smoke is suffocating. They came in packs. They bore RED SHADOWS!"
Two weeks earlier...
Marie looked wildly around her room, eyes darting in every direction. "I know you're there, you nasty Federation pest! COME OUT AND FIGHT ME WITH HONOR!" Marie snarled, and whirled around. She fell to the floor, narrowing her eyes to the unmoving shadows under her bed. If she were a real Klingon in Star Trek, the Klingons would be proud of her for saying those words. Especially when they were once at war with the Federation. 
Marie smiled to herself as she saw the familiar silhouette of something alive move just slightly under the bed. Marie shot her hand out and grabbed a wriggling leg and hauled her little brother out from under the bed. Jake was shouting, a wide smile clearly visible on his face. The reenactment was going wonderfully.
Jake struggled under Marie's strong grasp and tried to push her off of him. Marie dramatically fell back in surprise and growled extremely realistically at Jake. For a second, Jake believed her, and widened his eyes in shock. But then, as if nothing happened, her little brother quickly pretended to pull out a phaser and aim it at Marie. 
"I don't want to do this..." He said, just as planned. Marie snarled. "I'd rather die as a warrior!" She exclaimed, and lunged forward, hands reaching for Jake. He tried to make the sound of a phaser firing and Marie gasped and dramatically fell back, pretending to be dead.
A moment later, she shot up from the ground. It was over. "Great job, Jake. That was better then last time. You really need to put your emotions into it!" She exclaimed. "Ready for another one? I'll write it!" Jake groaned. "Oh, not again. Come ON Marie. We've done like, five reenactments or something. I'm done." He started to walk out of Marie's room.
"Wait!" Marie called after him. Jake turned around and slumped his shoulders. "It was four, not five!" She tried. "Nope. I'm done." Jake walked into his room and shut his door behind him. "Fine then! I'll do it myself! I don't mind..." Marie drifted off hopelessly and turned around.
It was quiet for a moment, and Marie's gaze traveled to the poster on her wall over her bed- the one with all of her favorite Star Trek: The Next Generation characters on it. Data... Geordi... Captain Picard... Wesley... She sighed dreamily and plopped down on her bed. "Data, it's just not fair. I just want to grow up already so that I can go to the stars. I want to explore the final frontier. And because of this virus, I can't even leave my property! Well, I do have a whole 24 acres to roam. But... then I have all of the work I have to do, and I have too much homework and not enough time... except for today." Marie laid back on her pillows and stared at the ceiling. "I want to run. I want to run away to the stars. Don't worry... this will all be over soon." Marie turned back to Data. "I hope."
Marie got up and put on her black hoodie that matched her black outfit. "Love you, Data. I'll be back. I'll just be... going for a stroll in the woods. Maybe I'll go into the corn field this time. Goodbye. Live long and prosper to all of you!" She parted her fingers, smiled, and then left. 
Little did Marie know, but her wish was going to come true. Where no one has gone before... was coming to her.
Parokk stared in wonder at the Class M planet on his viewscreen. Earth, was it called? The blues and greens swirled together, mixed with white fluffy clouds and then the paper-thin looking blue atmosphere. It was much more lush and full of life then the bare and now destroyed planet that his dwindling race had come from. The planet and it's humanoid race fascinated the alien. Even more so that the current dominators of the planet were at their weakest point in history...
== Chapter Two ==
Tackro dashed into the allyway, the heavy breathing of his human form filled his ears. "This body... gosh." He murmured in English. His name was supposed to be Darren if he were to come across any Humans to asked for his name. His current and only objective was that he was supposed to release his kind deep into this major city and let it spread out as far as it could go. A few others of his kind were to go off in the other cities all across the world as well. This one was called...D.C.
Darren walked further into the street and didn't stop as automobhiles and other kinds of low-tech transportation divices screeched to a stop all around him. He curled up into a ball, and before any of the Humans could think or move, he exploded. 
Red dust filled the air all around the city to its very perimitter, and just like that, the Humans were now Cernals as soon as the dust reached their lungs. The only thing that stayed the same about them was their Human form. Parrok was in control.
Marie ran along the path, sprinting as hard as she could. She wasn't being followed, but she ran anyways. She ran to the very edge of the 24 acer property and stood on the treeline that overlooked the vast cornfield. "Here I am." She murmured to herself, looking around in awe at the beautiful country land before her eyes. 
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