The clouds practically puffed with pride this morning, rays of sunshine illuminating their translucent form, creating orange wisps in the sky. The grass shone and sparkled, dotted with a fresh coat of morning dew, while a chorus of birdsong emnated from the trees, creating a pleasant, calming lullaby to any passerby's ears. As a stone skipped across the surface of the water, a boy looked on, astonished at his sudden, remarkable skill.
Suddenly, the mirror-like surface of the like began to ripple, and a dull-roar could be heard around the country-side, all became silent. Every noise ceased, everyone straining to hear it clearly, after a small encounter, ever so breif, they became enamored with it, an unhealthy attraction, curiosity, the maestro of utter greed and want. And then, it returned. Faint, then slowly, ever so slowly, increasing in pace, like that of a heart, racing, racing, fear striking it's very core. But this was not that of any noise, but the sound of the fear struck in the hearts of those within the area-- the beating of their hearts, amplified, volume getting louder-- and Louder-- and LOUDER! Until there were those cluthching at their heads, begging for mercy.
Then, out of the water arose the most ridiculous spaceship you could ever imagine, but nevertheless dangerous. It is underestimation which gets us killed in the end, our inability to see what lies beyond the veil of folley, the deception of those more clever than us, able to alter our views with simple things such as these. The ship was no ordinary ship-- it was a pig head. Yes, you heard me correctly, a floating pig head devised with metal and steel, all an ugly pastel pink. At the top, there seemed to be a cell-tower of sorts, waves being sent out in troves from the sides.
If this wasn't bad enough-- a hatch opened from the bottom, unleashing something that would change the course of history as we know it. A foe, cunning, witty, clever, deadly-- and porky. The Cybopigs had begun their invasion.
Read the first chapter in the series in the next part I publish, leave any creative crit., comments, or concerns in the comments! Thank you for reading!
