After Tale

Log 2.1

998 A.L

"Sir" The slick haired employee shook in angst. A corn sized sweat flow over his high cheek, down to his thin lips. Normal reaction for a guy who almost lost half of his country. The cold marble floor couldn't even hide the heat that he's been emanating. Three drapes hanging behind the resolute desk, trying to cover the heartbreaking scenery over the window.The slim employee dropped his files, breaking the silent. The president folds his hand above his belly, sitting behind the English Oak desk. His knitted eyebrow shadows his expression.

"John, what more can you tell me?" The president spoke for the first time in fifteen minutes. His body looked so heavy under the blue suit, pushing down the weight to his seat. 

"Well sir, the Europe has fallen. It seems like more are coming. They can only defends Berlin, London, and Paris. The other countries still pushing them out from the perimeters, but the causalities are too much, sir" John explains with a heavy tone "The presidents are gathering on the Buckingham palace" 

The president slammed his fist on the desk "The hell is those monsters want?" He rose from his seat and stare at the window. "How many are there.. Why now.. Why at my time of service" He untied his tie and reach his phone.

"Yes its me, I suppose you owe me an army" The president grunts under his breath "What do you mean you're not taking part in this?" He walks in circle, clenched his fist and try to control his rage. "Just give me the damn reinforc-- Hello? Hey!" He looked at his hanged call with a disgusted look. "That damn commies!" He threw his phone at the wall "They must have something to do with this"

Bang

The ground shakes from a nearby explosions. John's phone rang. "Sir, the third force is down!" the caller shouts from the other side "The survivors are retreating as we speak". A loud roar came from the call, and you can almost hear it from outside. 

The ground began to tremble, something is coming this way, and fast. The army burst into the oval room, they grab the president by the arm and took him away. The president moves alongside the armed men, he already know why they're here. It's coming, the White House is finally breached.

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Somewhere near the White House

A dozen leather coated men were marching in the middle of the road. Ignoring the screaming people around them.  The blazing fire exploded from a leaking gas. Total chaos. Even though it must've been their doings, they doesn't seemed to be pleased.

Bullets were spraying the whole place,  bombs were dropped by the army. But none hit the bright haired men.

"Retreat! Retreat!" the lieutenant shouts as he pull out a grenade.

"You're pulling out another fire bomb, tsk" a white haired man spoke up and jump above the street light. Clinging to the bar and whistles.

Rumbling sound was heard underneath the road. The sound of a cracking cement and stone echoed throughout the place. The bright haired group rushed to the side, avoiding a giant horde of disoriented looking creatures that burst out from underground.

There are four of them. Ten meters tall and probably weighs more than 300 ton. It got a scaly skin with a color of a molded rock. Some of them are painted in red, like a war paint. Their bodies are uneven. One got an oversized hand and the other has a backward leg. Even so they still managed to stand and break the road.

ROAR

The alpha, one with a horn on top of his bald square head roars loudly. His black eyes were so small, they're hidden under his three folded brow muscle. Their bodies are hairless, revealing oversized muscles. They don't need any weapon, their bodies are the weapon.