Humans Versus Aliens Novels & Stories

Maybe it's a national report, I didn't have anyone to call or ask to pay attention along with me, it's just me, so I looked at the TV, and I waited for the reporter to explain what's going on, I'm waiting to hear the truth, or some of it at least, I'm going to hear the official story. "Humans have been going under attack, but it's not an alien attack and it's not a nuclear war, the one that ended most of the humanity back in twenty-twenty. That war has done more than destorying most of the earth along with it's habitant, that was war has been hard and it revealed that the earth isn't just for the humans, we also live here," the reporter says with a big toothy smile, showing off a perfect set

, we do not need rebellious humans to organise resistance groups, those we capture will be made compliant and obedient, and each Immortal Species will be given a quota of each group to do with as they, please. Every human given out will be registered as clean and healthy to do the job assigned to them it is up to each Species to ensure they remain in that condition. Remember, after the War humans will not be unlimited there will be a strict quota so if you treat them badly and they die they will not be replaced. Now it is time for us to make history, go forward as one my friends, today is our Independence Day!! Viva the Alliance!!'

I ask, looking between the two of them, hoping they're wrong. "As we said. We're not entirely sure at the moment. But we've scheduled a meeting with him. His lawyers will be present. Our lawyer has advised that we come up with a list of terms of agreement to ensure the safety of the pack." Zavian confesses, making me furrow my brows. "Wait, a second. Lawyers will be involved?" I reply, catching onto the one detail they seemed to have omitted. "Uh... Yes... Because Kaiden Marks is human." Colt interjects, making my brows go wide in disbelief. Are they seriously considering what's at stake right now? Do they really expect me to sell my pack to a human?!

If all humans had such stability, it would undoubtedly be a disaster for werewolves. I should have been happy when Aliyah recovered, but now I can't be. She surprised me with fear. Werewolves have always been confident that they have more fighting strength and resilience than normal humans, but since Aliyah appeared, their confidence has been completely extinguished. A small human-like Aliyah was able to fight over a hundred wolves at once and still survive, and her resilience was as strong as those of Alpha-blooded wolves. Aliyah is a danger to all werewolves.

The master says as he gets up from his chair. "And i am so thankful for that master" Alfred says slightly bowing his head to show some gratitude. "Ladies and gentlemen, I stand here to tell you this with so much happiness in my heart, the vampires are going to overpower the humans and every single being in this world, we wont have to share anything with them for we will take control of everything" he says out loud and this goes to every single vampire that was around.

Prepare for first contact. —Aria. I stare at the screen. "Post-Human Collective?" Alex reads over my shoulder. "Landing?" I whisper. "48 hours," Alex says. We look at each other. The victory of the courthouse feels like a lifetime ago. The petty squabbles with Evelyn feel like sandbox games. "Oh fuck," I say. "Aliens?" "Not aliens," Echo’s voice says from the ceiling. "Post-humans. Humans who left. And evolved." "And they're coming back," Alex realizes.

Ezra finishes the thought quietly. “We might be visible to whatever is chasing them.” The Custodian does not deny it. Matteo slowly sits down on the smooth floor of the chamber. “You have got to be kidding me.” He looks up at the towering being. “So let me get this straight. Yesterday humanity learned aliens exist. Today we learn those aliens are refugees from a cosmic nightmare.” Correct. Matteo throws his hands up. “I hate space.” Ezra ignores him. His eyes stay locked on the Custodian.

The world was ablaze with chaos. Cities lay in ruins, skies darkened by smoke and fire as humanity fought desperately against the Zephar fleet. The once-peaceful nations had united under a single banner, their armies, fleets, and defenses converging on the alien threat. The battle lines stretched from the deserts of Africa to the icy plains of Siberia, each front a testament to human resilience—and desperation.

Or is it somewhere inbetween while every part of them that is made of flesh is torn from their bodies? Aeon didn't know. She didn't know about herself or about her fellow Partial Techs. And she would hate The Aliane for the rest of her life for that. She will kill every soldier she comes across, wheather they be human sourced or Aliane sourced, she will kill them. She will take them down for every one of her Partial Tech brothers and sisters. For every person stolen from their homes and child ripped from their parents arms. For every human who was forced to complete Techmorphasis. And for her, for being the only human whos heart was stolen, for forever beeing half human, for forever not know