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It Begins: Stories of the Days Before Invasion

It began in New York. Tyrus had spoken at length with the Secretary of Defense and her plan had been agreed to, a plan that required certain cities become ghost towns for a time. It would hurt the US economy, hell it would hurt the global economy, but it was necessary. There was no announcement, no big televised speech...it simply happened. Trucks drove up, big black scary trucks that pulled up all over New York City. Agents of the US Government, aided by STRIKE agents, exited the trucks and began a well organized, well planned evacuation of one of the most important cities on Earth.

Government agents went from building to building, house to house, it was a process that would take days but that was the point. No lines of cars driving out of the city, no panic inducing headlines or speeches, just people leaving in droves, quietly, on foot. Possessions were left behind as the Day of Long Lines began. Doors were locked and barred by government officials and police officers stayed behind to both ensure order and make sure no one snuck back to go thieving. Tyrus watched it from her Helecarrier. The new agencies were the first to be evacuated, it made reporting on what was going on virtually impossible as a blanket of total internet shutdown descended upon New York. Messages could come in, but nothing could go out.

Tyrus picked up a phone, pushed a button and brought it up to her ear. The phone broadcast to certain individuals all at once. @the_shogun @quietus @hound_of_war @maverick_6 "Operation Silent Apple has begun. Please initiate Phase One." She put the phone back on its cradle. Phase One referred to initiating similar evacuation protocols in other major cities across the world, from Berlin to Moscow and beyond, carefully chosen sights. The plan? When the Time Siphon invasion began these cities would be populated only by a massive military presence that would draw the Time Siphon armies there and allow the major battles of the coming war to take place in empty cities were civilian casualties would be kept to a bare minimum. Was it necessary? No...but Tyrus had just a little humanity left in her.

Each evacuation would drag on and on, hopefully completed just as the fleet arrived. The purpose of these silent evacuations was to reduce panic. The evacuated populations were taken to various safe zones in each country where STRIKE and other emergency agencies would provide emergence food, shelter and medical supplies. It was up to each government which of their major cities would be evacuated in this manner and to where their populations would go. If some governments chose not to participate, then the war would go on and unfortunately it would get people killed, but there was nothing Tyrus could do about it. She was not about to force her plan on anyone, not this phase of it anyway. People already mistrusted her personally and STRIKE as an organization, to force or try to force such policies on anyone would only make it worse.

Across the sea a war with Iceland was started, to it Tyrus dedicated nothing. Every ounce of STRIKE forces must be held in reserve for what was to come, every agent was critical, every hero even more important. Tyrus sighed and shook her head. Gothic City...that would be a problem, it was one of the chosen battlefield locations. Unfortunately it was likely to be virtually impossible to evacuate.

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Ok, so this a blog but I really would like it to develop a bit as an RP if at all possible OR just as a place where people post how these events affect their characters personally. If your character leads a nation, it's your choice if you participate in Phase One (the evacuation of a chosen city), I already have the IC agreement of the US Secretary of Defense, but I haven't had the time to go speak to everyone else individually. I'll be sending characters or NPCs to characters who live in each city to speak to them personally about evacuating.

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It's the same nightmare every time. I wake up in a cold sweet to the screams of a billion billion dying. There's nothing but the screams and the outer void, the terror of a genocide the likes of which few have seen. The screams go silent and they are replaced by laughter. My laughter...I shiver as the sheets slip from my teenage body and stand up out of bed, trying to forget the dream. They have become more frequent with each passing day, every time the fleet gets closer I have another nightmare. I know they're coming but I don't fear them. As I walk from the bed, my body naked, and listen to the sounds of my parents or rather the girl I'm wearing's parents downstairs talking I stop at a mirror and look into it, eyeing every inch of the sixteen year old's body. I remember...being this age. I remember my first body, the real me. I remember screaming when it was torn away from me and replaced with something else. I have fond memories somewhere, but they've all been buried by the things I've done, the people I've worn.

There's a knock at the door, I already know who it is. It's time for the evacuations, time for me to leave with my adopted family. It's time to walk. I walk to the closet and remove the 'clothes' that are my temporal armor and put them on, I make them adapt a new shape to look like your standard teenage human girl and I go down stairs. It's not long before we pack some belongings and head out into the Long Lines that are already proceeding from the city. I sigh a little and look back at the city for a moment before we continue forward. Do I deserve a fighting chance? I think...when this is over I should turn myself in, I mean really do it. I've admitted what I've done, or at least pieces of it, to various people that I have come to trust but never everything and never as vividly as I remember.

Do you know what it's like to die to the touch of a Time Siphon? It's excruciating, it's one of the most painful deaths I can imagine...one of those deaths where you KNOW you're dying and you can't do anything to stop it. The body fights SO HARD to keep itself alive and it only makes it worse. As I rip your time away from you, you can FEEL it, it's liking aging all at once, combined with every cell in your body lighting on fire and screaming against the void of oblivion. It's over in seconds, but it feels like two life times. I've given that death to so many people. I'd tell you I lost count...but I haven't. It's time to fix my species and then maybe, just maybe...it's time to face the truth. I am Raeyn, by my hands a trillion plus lives have ended, I have murdered galaxies, I have burned civilizations, I have killed daughters, fathers, sons, mothers...grandparents...pets...everything. I wish I could say I did it for a reason, but I didn't. I was insane, an insane child driven in fear to protect herself and her people without any real knowledge of what she was doing...but children grow up...and I still did it.

I look up to the sky and for a moment I enjoy the warm rays of the sun before I turn my eyes back to the line, to the walking. These parents? I took their girl from them. She was dying anyway but...so I took her form and I came to live with them, I gave them back a daughter they didn't yet know was dead. I hope I've given them fond memories, extra time with a girl they loved with their hearts. I know eventually they will lose her again, someone will kill me and I'll take on someone else's form. A form I probably don't deserve.

I want to tell you a story about a man I met once, when I was younger and had first crashed on Earth. He helped me, he nursed me back to health and for the very first time in my life...I didn't kill someone just because I could, I spared him. He was a good man, a great man. He raised his son to the best of his abilities and he helped me even though he didn't know me. It was the first time in my life that had happened. I left them for awhile but eventually the son got ahold of me. His father was dying a slow painful death from some form of cancer...it was the very late 1800s and there was no cure. I went to their ranch and I took his life...because he deserved not to be in pain anymore. He thanked me with his dying breath. It makes me cry every time I think about it. For awhile in the last year I wore his face...not by choice, it's never a choice. I felt like I didn't deserve his face, he was a good man...I'm a parasite, a mass murderer, a genocidal freak of nature. It made me a better person, it was when I really began to try my hand at the whole hero thing, it was when I made friends.

One of my friends is in darkness now, her name is Feral Nova. I don't know if I can help her. I could, I could put her out of the life she's been dragged into so she'll never remember the terrible things she's done like I do. I just don't know that I want to wake up one day and wear her face either.

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Hmmm, interesting.

Very well written!