| General Fiction posted September 24, 2023 |
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A contest entry
The Obelisks' Arrival
by DragonSkulls
The Sentinel Contest Winner
We'll not forget the day when the mighty towers arrived. The whole world was in shock and awe as we watched the satellite images being broadcast all over the news...everywhere. The obelisks were as tall as mountains, gracefully floating upright through the tranquil essence of space. Where they came from, we didn't have a clue. It was clearly somewhere far beyond our own galaxy. There were one hundred and ninety-five of them confirmed. Their trajectory was clear, they were headed straight for Earth. They flew in formation, perfectly parallel and perpendicular to one another. There was no more guessing, indecisiveness, cover-ups or lies. Alien life existed.
They passed Mars on Friday, June 17th, 2031. it only took two days to reach us from there. Many people ended their own lives, thinking this was going to be the annihilation of mankind's existence. Perhaps they chose the right path. Faith and belief were, to some, a bitter falsehood now. Was there a god coming to save us? Were we so naive to possibly think life only existed on our little planet throughout the whole universe? Did we deserve what we had coming? Perhaps.
We watched them slowly burn through the atmosphere as, one by one, they entered the north-west hemisphere. Once beneath the inferno of entering is when each craft, ship or whatever you choose to call them, finally broke free of formation. Our cameras simply couldn't follow them. Thousands of miles were covered in mere seconds to reach their destination. Once they got to where they were they going, the stop was instant and abrupt, far beyond any technology we had yet harnessed. The G-force would have killed any living human being with such impact. Every obelisk did the same thing with the exact speed and accuracy. It was incomprehensible.
It only took minutes before we realized where they were all going. There was fear in each news reporter's voice as they stated the obvious. Every country's capital city across the entire world had one of these enormous crafts hovering motionless and silently overhead. They stretched into the clouds and blocked out the sun wherever the sunlight was present. They simply just floated there.
Each one was exactly the same size and color. The bottom length and width was just over one mile squared. They calculated the height of each to be nearly seven miles from the bottom up to the apex. The outer shell seemed alive. It swirled like an intricate, flowing design an artist would create with cream on a latte. The glowing aqua and black hues were mesmerizing as they danced and intertwined within the confines of their shape. Even at night, their theatrical luster didn't fade while they hovered stationary in the darkness.
For a week we waited but they didn't budge or move at all. Every country watched in anticipation as to what these giant crafts were going to do. Numerous nations tried different and outlandish ways to communicate with the obelisks but nothing ever worked. They tried music, different magnitudes of sound wave frequencies, videos with flashing colored lights and other ways I'm sure only the military new about. They still just silently hovered in place. We all had armies stationed beneath them if aggression might have been their intent. Not one nation dared to fire upon them though, in fear of what unthinkable powers they might actually possess. Many tried flying their military jets close but that failed. Every time a jet got within two thousand feet of the obelisk, the aircraft would lose all of its power. Millions of tax payers' dollars were wasted as the pilots ejected and their jets plummeted to the ground. Still, none even gave thought to firing on the giant obelisks.
It wasn't until the following Monday when something finally happened. It was around nine in the morning when a sliding door opened on the top of one side of each obelisk and a glowing orange orb emerged. It was twenty feet in diameter and looked like a miniature sun. It was nearly too bright to look at directly. From the news feeds, it was simultaneous. Every orb exited the obelisk at the same time. The glow of the orb reflected off the obelisk's surface as It slowly descended the length of the tower. It paused for a few seconds before it merged into the Capitol building below. It passed through the structure as if molecular physics didn't apply, like ghosts passing through walls.
Once inside, the orb dematerialized and a six armed, eight foot alien creature stood upright. Its skin changed colors with the fluidity of every heartbeat. From the core burgundy that coursed from its chest to the lime green end of its tentacles/fingers were a multitude of colors that seemed close to transparent with its organs in view. Its head was compared to a hammerhead shark, with four over-sized, reddish, purple eyes. It had no mouth or nose and a massive, double set of what resembled cricket legs.
In every building, there were weapons aimed at the creature. That didn't last long though. The molecules and atoms of each weapon simply just dissolved. They crumbled like sand through fingers before turning into a mist of dust before they even reached the floor. Nothing man-made was going to harm these creatures.
Without physically speaking, a telepathy of some sort, it demanded council with only that nation's leader. Some tried masquerading their decoys but our invaders clearly knew better and threatened total annihilation unless we were absolutely compliant. Each nation's overseer refused to be alone within this conference but that was far beyond their own choice.
What happened next is only what every witnessing leader claimed. The alien dropped a flat, oval disk at its feet and then the room instantly filled with a bluish fog, from floor to ceiling, that caused all of time to stop around them. Every person, reporter, aid and General froze in a suspended state of being. There were only two forms that weren't consumed by the fog, the alien and the capitol leader.
The aliens told each commander of their intentions, what they were actually there for. Out of countless planets, our world was the prime location and there was absolutely nothing any nation could do to prevent the upcoming events. The invaders gave every world leader one choice and one choice only...where it would happen.
The visitors didn't give the option of time either. They didn't give the commanders days to think their decisions over. It had to be made that very moment.
The choice of most leaders was decisively clear, and nearly unanimous.
Once each leaders' decision was made, the orange orb again slowly materialized around the alien and the thick fog that filled each building quickly dissipated and time again resumed. The sphere exited as subtly as it came, through the walls, and then slowly rose up the seven miles to the opening at the obelisk's top. The door slid open and the glowing orb maneuvered itself inside the craft.
Within minutes, every single one of them began to move. They rose straight up, to a couple thousand feet, then again flew across the skies. Their speed depended on where they were located in the world as to how fast they traveled. It wasn't nearly as quick as when they breached the atmosphere to reach their destinations. This was a much slower pace.
The only one that didn't move was the obelisk that was located over the United States, Washington DC. capitol. That's where the other one hundred and ninety-four obelisks were heading.
The people in Washington watched on in horror as the bottom of their obelisk opened. It projected upward as the contents filled within the mighty structure fell to earth. The moment it was emptied, it hurled into space and another obelisk took its place, exactly where the first one was located. It did precisely the same as the last. The bottom slid open and it blasted upward and the contents within piled higher on the Capitol. One by one this happened over and over again until all one hundred and ninety-five obelisks were emptied.
The spacecrafts all gathered in formation just above the International Space Station and in mere moments, with unbelievable speed, blasted into the universe as quickly as they arrived. We had no way of following where they were going. We most likely will never know what distant planet they came from, or if they'll ever come again.
The pile covered Maryland, Delaware and New Jersey completely. It stretched at least forty miles into the Atlantic ocean. It covered nearly all of Pennsylvania, West Virginia, Virginia and stretched clear over into Ohio and a lot of North Carolina and up into New York. It killed uncountable millions of people in its wake. The earth would never be the same again.
Now tourists come from all over the world, to the eastern United States, where the capitol once existed, just to get a glimpse of the historical, gigantic...Galactic Garbage Mountain.
We'll not forget the day when the mighty towers arrived. The whole world was in shock and awe as we watched the satellite images being broadcast all over the news...everywhere. The obelisks were as tall as mountains, gracefully floating upright through the tranquil essence of space. Where they came from, we didn't have a clue. It was clearly somewhere far beyond our own galaxy. There were one hundred and ninety-five of them confirmed. Their trajectory was clear, they were headed straight for Earth. They flew in formation, perfectly parallel and perpendicular to one another. There was no more guessing, indecisiveness, cover-ups or lies. Alien life existed.
They passed Mars on Friday, June 17th, 2031. it only took two days to reach us from there. Many people ended their own lives, thinking this was going to be the annihilation of mankind's existence. Perhaps they chose the right path. Faith and belief were, to some, a bitter falsehood now. Was there a god coming to save us? Were we so naive to possibly think life only existed on our little planet throughout the whole universe? Did we deserve what we had coming? Perhaps.
We watched them slowly burn through the atmosphere as, one by one, they entered the north-west hemisphere. Once beneath the inferno of entering is when each craft, ship or whatever you choose to call them, finally broke free of formation. Our cameras simply couldn't follow them. Thousands of miles were covered in mere seconds to reach their destination. Once they got to where they were they going, the stop was instant and abrupt, far beyond any technology we had yet harnessed. The G-force would have killed any living human being with such impact. Every obelisk did the same thing with the exact speed and accuracy. It was incomprehensible.
It only took minutes before we realized where they were all going. There was fear in each news reporter's voice as they stated the obvious. Every country's capital city across the entire world had one of these enormous crafts hovering motionless and silently overhead. They stretched into the clouds and blocked out the sun wherever the sunlight was present. They simply just floated there.
Each one was exactly the same size and color. The bottom length and width was just over one mile squared. They calculated the height of each to be nearly seven miles from the bottom up to the apex. The outer shell seemed alive. It swirled like an intricate, flowing design an artist would create with cream on a latte. The glowing aqua and black hues were mesmerizing as they danced and intertwined within the confines of their shape. Even at night, their theatrical luster didn't fade while they hovered stationary in the darkness.
For a week we waited but they didn't budge or move at all. Every country watched in anticipation as to what these giant crafts were going to do. Numerous nations tried different and outlandish ways to communicate with the obelisks but nothing ever worked. They tried music, different magnitudes of sound wave frequencies, videos with flashing colored lights and other ways I'm sure only the military new about. They still just silently hovered in place. We all had armies stationed beneath them if aggression might have been their intent. Not one nation dared to fire upon them though, in fear of what unthinkable powers they might actually possess. Many tried flying their military jets close but that failed. Every time a jet got within two thousand feet of the obelisk, the aircraft would lose all of its power. Millions of tax payers' dollars were wasted as the pilots ejected and their jets plummeted to the ground. Still, none even gave thought to firing on the giant obelisks.
It wasn't until the following Monday when something finally happened. It was around nine in the morning when a sliding door opened on the top of one side of each obelisk and a glowing orange orb emerged. It was twenty feet in diameter and looked like a miniature sun. It was nearly too bright to look at directly. From the news feeds, it was simultaneous. Every orb exited the obelisk at the same time. The glow of the orb reflected off the obelisk's surface as It slowly descended the length of the tower. It paused for a few seconds before it merged into the Capitol building below. It passed through the structure as if molecular physics didn't apply, like ghosts passing through walls.
Once inside, the orb dematerialized and a six armed, eight foot alien creature stood upright. Its skin changed colors with the fluidity of every heartbeat. From the core burgundy that coursed from its chest to the lime green end of its tentacles/fingers were a multitude of colors that seemed close to transparent with its organs in view. Its head was compared to a hammerhead shark, with four over-sized, reddish, purple eyes. It had no mouth or nose and a massive, double set of what resembled cricket legs.
In every building, there were weapons aimed at the creature. That didn't last long though. The molecules and atoms of each weapon simply just dissolved. They crumbled like sand through fingers before turning into a mist of dust before they even reached the floor. Nothing man-made was going to harm these creatures.
Without physically speaking, a telepathy of some sort, it demanded council with only that nation's leader. Some tried masquerading their decoys but our invaders clearly knew better and threatened total annihilation unless we were absolutely compliant. Each nation's overseer refused to be alone within this conference but that was far beyond their own choice.
What happened next is only what every witnessing leader claimed. The alien dropped a flat, oval disk at its feet and then the room instantly filled with a bluish fog, from floor to ceiling, that caused all of time to stop around them. Every person, reporter, aid and General froze in a suspended state of being. There were only two forms that weren't consumed by the fog, the alien and the capitol leader.
The aliens told each commander of their intentions, what they were actually there for. Out of countless planets, our world was the prime location and there was absolutely nothing any nation could do to prevent the upcoming events. The invaders gave every world leader one choice and one choice only...where it would happen.
The visitors didn't give the option of time either. They didn't give the commanders days to think their decisions over. It had to be made that very moment.
The choice of most leaders was decisively clear, and nearly unanimous.
Once each leaders' decision was made, the orange orb again slowly materialized around the alien and the thick fog that filled each building quickly dissipated and time again resumed. The sphere exited as subtly as it came, through the walls, and then slowly rose up the seven miles to the opening at the obelisk's top. The door slid open and the glowing orb maneuvered itself inside the craft.
Within minutes, every single one of them began to move. They rose straight up, to a couple thousand feet, then again flew across the skies. Their speed depended on where they were located in the world as to how fast they traveled. It wasn't nearly as quick as when they breached the atmosphere to reach their destinations. This was a much slower pace.
The only one that didn't move was the obelisk that was located over the United States, Washington DC. capitol. That's where the other one hundred and ninety-four obelisks were heading.
The people in Washington watched on in horror as the bottom of their obelisk opened. It projected upward as the contents filled within the mighty structure fell to earth. The moment it was emptied, it hurled into space and another obelisk took its place, exactly where the first one was located. It did precisely the same as the last. The bottom slid open and it blasted upward and the contents within piled higher on the Capitol. One by one this happened over and over again until all one hundred and ninety-five obelisks were emptied.
The spacecrafts all gathered in formation just above the International Space Station and in mere moments, with unbelievable speed, blasted into the universe as quickly as they arrived. We had no way of following where they were going. We most likely will never know what distant planet they came from, or if they'll ever come again.
The pile covered Maryland, Delaware and New Jersey completely. It stretched at least forty miles into the Atlantic ocean. It covered nearly all of Pennsylvania, West Virginia, Virginia and stretched clear over into Ohio and a lot of North Carolina and up into New York. It killed uncountable millions of people in its wake. The earth would never be the same again.
Now tourists come from all over the world, to the eastern United States, where the capitol once existed, just to get a glimpse of the historical, gigantic...Galactic Garbage Mountain.
They passed Mars on Friday, June 17th, 2031. it only took two days to reach us from there. Many people ended their own lives, thinking this was going to be the annihilation of mankind's existence. Perhaps they chose the right path. Faith and belief were, to some, a bitter falsehood now. Was there a god coming to save us? Were we so naive to possibly think life only existed on our little planet throughout the whole universe? Did we deserve what we had coming? Perhaps.
We watched them slowly burn through the atmosphere as, one by one, they entered the north-west hemisphere. Once beneath the inferno of entering is when each craft, ship or whatever you choose to call them, finally broke free of formation. Our cameras simply couldn't follow them. Thousands of miles were covered in mere seconds to reach their destination. Once they got to where they were they going, the stop was instant and abrupt, far beyond any technology we had yet harnessed. The G-force would have killed any living human being with such impact. Every obelisk did the same thing with the exact speed and accuracy. It was incomprehensible.
It only took minutes before we realized where they were all going. There was fear in each news reporter's voice as they stated the obvious. Every country's capital city across the entire world had one of these enormous crafts hovering motionless and silently overhead. They stretched into the clouds and blocked out the sun wherever the sunlight was present. They simply just floated there.
Each one was exactly the same size and color. The bottom length and width was just over one mile squared. They calculated the height of each to be nearly seven miles from the bottom up to the apex. The outer shell seemed alive. It swirled like an intricate, flowing design an artist would create with cream on a latte. The glowing aqua and black hues were mesmerizing as they danced and intertwined within the confines of their shape. Even at night, their theatrical luster didn't fade while they hovered stationary in the darkness.
For a week we waited but they didn't budge or move at all. Every country watched in anticipation as to what these giant crafts were going to do. Numerous nations tried different and outlandish ways to communicate with the obelisks but nothing ever worked. They tried music, different magnitudes of sound wave frequencies, videos with flashing colored lights and other ways I'm sure only the military new about. They still just silently hovered in place. We all had armies stationed beneath them if aggression might have been their intent. Not one nation dared to fire upon them though, in fear of what unthinkable powers they might actually possess. Many tried flying their military jets close but that failed. Every time a jet got within two thousand feet of the obelisk, the aircraft would lose all of its power. Millions of tax payers' dollars were wasted as the pilots ejected and their jets plummeted to the ground. Still, none even gave thought to firing on the giant obelisks.
It wasn't until the following Monday when something finally happened. It was around nine in the morning when a sliding door opened on the top of one side of each obelisk and a glowing orange orb emerged. It was twenty feet in diameter and looked like a miniature sun. It was nearly too bright to look at directly. From the news feeds, it was simultaneous. Every orb exited the obelisk at the same time. The glow of the orb reflected off the obelisk's surface as It slowly descended the length of the tower. It paused for a few seconds before it merged into the Capitol building below. It passed through the structure as if molecular physics didn't apply, like ghosts passing through walls.
Once inside, the orb dematerialized and a six armed, eight foot alien creature stood upright. Its skin changed colors with the fluidity of every heartbeat. From the core burgundy that coursed from its chest to the lime green end of its tentacles/fingers were a multitude of colors that seemed close to transparent with its organs in view. Its head was compared to a hammerhead shark, with four over-sized, reddish, purple eyes. It had no mouth or nose and a massive, double set of what resembled cricket legs.
In every building, there were weapons aimed at the creature. That didn't last long though. The molecules and atoms of each weapon simply just dissolved. They crumbled like sand through fingers before turning into a mist of dust before they even reached the floor. Nothing man-made was going to harm these creatures.
Without physically speaking, a telepathy of some sort, it demanded council with only that nation's leader. Some tried masquerading their decoys but our invaders clearly knew better and threatened total annihilation unless we were absolutely compliant. Each nation's overseer refused to be alone within this conference but that was far beyond their own choice.
What happened next is only what every witnessing leader claimed. The alien dropped a flat, oval disk at its feet and then the room instantly filled with a bluish fog, from floor to ceiling, that caused all of time to stop around them. Every person, reporter, aid and General froze in a suspended state of being. There were only two forms that weren't consumed by the fog, the alien and the capitol leader.
The aliens told each commander of their intentions, what they were actually there for. Out of countless planets, our world was the prime location and there was absolutely nothing any nation could do to prevent the upcoming events. The invaders gave every world leader one choice and one choice only...where it would happen.
The visitors didn't give the option of time either. They didn't give the commanders days to think their decisions over. It had to be made that very moment.
The choice of most leaders was decisively clear, and nearly unanimous.
Once each leaders' decision was made, the orange orb again slowly materialized around the alien and the thick fog that filled each building quickly dissipated and time again resumed. The sphere exited as subtly as it came, through the walls, and then slowly rose up the seven miles to the opening at the obelisk's top. The door slid open and the glowing orb maneuvered itself inside the craft.
Within minutes, every single one of them began to move. They rose straight up, to a couple thousand feet, then again flew across the skies. Their speed depended on where they were located in the world as to how fast they traveled. It wasn't nearly as quick as when they breached the atmosphere to reach their destinations. This was a much slower pace.
The only one that didn't move was the obelisk that was located over the United States, Washington DC. capitol. That's where the other one hundred and ninety-four obelisks were heading.
The people in Washington watched on in horror as the bottom of their obelisk opened. It projected upward as the contents filled within the mighty structure fell to earth. The moment it was emptied, it hurled into space and another obelisk took its place, exactly where the first one was located. It did precisely the same as the last. The bottom slid open and it blasted upward and the contents within piled higher on the Capitol. One by one this happened over and over again until all one hundred and ninety-five obelisks were emptied.
The spacecrafts all gathered in formation just above the International Space Station and in mere moments, with unbelievable speed, blasted into the universe as quickly as they arrived. We had no way of following where they were going. We most likely will never know what distant planet they came from, or if they'll ever come again.
The pile covered Maryland, Delaware and New Jersey completely. It stretched at least forty miles into the Atlantic ocean. It covered nearly all of Pennsylvania, West Virginia, Virginia and stretched clear over into Ohio and a lot of North Carolina and up into New York. It killed uncountable millions of people in its wake. The earth would never be the same again.
Now tourists come from all over the world, to the eastern United States, where the capitol once existed, just to get a glimpse of the historical, gigantic...Galactic Garbage Mountain.
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