The General walked acrost the dusty, hanger floor, lost in thought. Sweat dripped off his brow, and washed some of the dust away apon impact with the floor. "How am I supposed to do this?" The general mumbled to himself. "How am I going to explain what happened here to the Boss?" Just then, the giant hanger door opened, the sound of grinding metal filled the empty room. Seconds later, a shiny new By plain taxied into the empty hanger. The plain was a shiny Blue and white, with a black strip running along the wings length. The words, "Barns Auto Repair" where painted on the tail, although, the plain wasn't actually ownd by an auto repair company. It was ownd, and operated by the U.S Government.
The pilot cut the engines, and open'd the door that sat behind his seat. He was a skinny white man, with dirty Blond Hair, waring, what looked like a flight suit from World War 2, or something Snoopy, from Penutts, would wait wall chacing "The Red Barron." The General started making his we over to the man, a stressed look painted acrost his already pain filled face. "Ah, General Braddock," the man said. "Major Thompson" the general exclaimed, "I didn't think you would be back untill Friday." "Yes, well there was a problam with scheduling, so most of the reps didn't show up. I have to go back down there later in the month for anther meeting." Braddock sighed, thinking he'd just dodged a bullet. "So, how's the project coming?" Thompson asked. Crap Braddock thought, he hadn't Dodged a bullet, mearley delayed it. How do I respond, he thought, what do I tell him? Do I tell him that there was a mistake, that I messed up, that the system went hewire? "Good," General Braddock said, his teeth clenched in his lie. "Good. Well let's see it." Thompson said. "Uh, sure." Braddock said, fear re-entering his face. The major also saw it, but said nothing, knowing why it was there. The General lead him down a long corridor, into another large room. This room had 4 doors, the one they just came out of, and 3 others, all on separate walls. Right in the middle of the room was a large box that also had a door on it. The two walked into the box, where they found a long ladder that descended down, farther into the base. They descended the ladder into a long hallway. There was a large red door at the end of the hallway, with a sign above it that red, "Authorized Personal Only. All others will be Prosecuted!" Ok, here goes nothing Braddock thought, reaching out for the door. He turned the handle slowly, as if something may jump out and grab him. Then, after what felt like an eternity, the door finally opened. Leading way into a large room, with a giant circular devide situated in the middle, a purple film covered the inside of the circle, as purple waves of visible energy radiated from the surface, and danced acrost the room. The Major looked around the room, there where Research desks stationed acrost the walls, robot charging stations where positioned acrost the rear wall, many where docked, but some where without there cargo. Those robots had passed threw the portal, but, unlike there brothers, they still had not returned. "What have the droids returned with?" Thompson asked, curiosity radiating within his words. "Nothing to remarkable," Braddock answered, "Just some strange dirt, and stone." The Major walked over to one of the research tables, and looked down at the content of the table. "Extraordinary!" He said, "do we know what dimension this sample came from?" "No sir," the general lied again, not wanting to reveal the true origins of the strange sample. "Well than, find that out." Thompson said, "I want to know where a plant could grow like this. Also run tests on the planets atmosphere, see if it can sustain human life." "Yes sir." general Braddock answered, reaching over for a small transmitter. "External Dimensional Research Droid number 24, begin atmosphere purification test." He spoke clearly into the small transmitter, carfull not to slurr his words together. The transmitter buzzed back a message. "Affirmative" the transmitter answered back, "Atmospheric purification at: Safe. Sustainable for human life." Just then, the foundation of the base shook. Almost like an earthquake, but the topograph wasn't picking up any signs of a syzmic quake. "What was that?!" Major Thompson yelled, fear reverberating from his voice. "I don't know!" Braddock responded. As soon as the words left his mouth, the portal in the middle of the room started making a loud humming sound, then, out of the portal, a man stepped. He was wearing a blue shirt, with dark blue pants. He was about 6'4" with Light Brown hair. His eyes were closed. "Who are you?!" Major Thomas asked, fear ringing with every word. The strange man did not say a word. Just than, another figure emerged from the portals purple surface. This one was about the same hight, wearing a long, white robe, that covered his face to where all that could be seen was a black shadow. His eyes were closed as well. "Who are you?!" The Major asked again, this time his voice sounded less scared, and more angry. "If you don't identify yourself, we will be forced to open fire!!" The creatures said nothing. For a long moment, the 4 of them just stood there. By this point, 20 men had entered the room, all with automatic weapons pointed at the introoders. Without speaking, the first man open'd his eyes. They where blazing white, the light emitting from his eyes was so bright that many of the other man had to look away, but Thompson and Braddock stood there ground, refusing to shield there eyes. Then, the second man open'd his eyes. His were blazing red, like the gates of Hell had been opened up. Forcing the two men to shield there eyes from the combination of the two colors lights. Then, the first man moved. He teleported behind one of the armed man, and struck him in the back. The soldier dropped dead. He continued to do this to the rest of the soldier's, untill all of them were laying limp apon the cold floor. Then, he looked at General Braddock. "Thank you for releasing us from our prison!" The strange creature exclaimed. His voice booming in the large room. "Who are you?!" Major Thompson asked again, a fear residing in his voice again. The creature in the white cloak looked at him. He reached out and grabbed the major's shirt, pulling him tword him. Then, he pulled a silver blade out of nowhere. Thrusting it into the major, killing him instintly. Then he through the dead body onto the pile of other bodies. Turning his gaes to the general, the two creatures smiled. "Yes!" The one with the white eyes said, "You will do Nicely!"
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End Invasion: A Minecraft Story (incomplete)
Science FictionBryan Benson, is a 22 year old YouTube expert whose life has mostly been spent behind the closed doors of he's apartment. But after a military experiment causes the fictional world of Minecraft to begin to leak into our world, Bryan is assigned to f...