War Of The Worlds: Britain on fire Chapter 1.

Chapter 4: Last of Britain/Thunderchild

I started to refer the Aliens as Martians, as Mars was the closest theoretical planet with life on it even though there has been no signs of it.

We were able to reach London by tomorrow, this was due to the fact that the British Army was very cautious not letting people into the last places for the British Government to come. Anyways, I dropped my Soldier Friend to a rearming center. He thanked me for everything and simply went into the center. I reached my place, outside, I saw the homeless and rich on the streets trying to survive for food, shelter and common ground. I tried to ignore this, however, I learned my house was broken into and sacked, so I decided to take whatever was not stolen and stay at my detective agency. I slept on the floor, with only a couch and blanket to keep me comfortable.

Then, I heard robotic striding, the sound continuously grew and grew and grew. Then, stomping, yelling and artillery fire woke me. I came out, and saw with horror, that the Martians were moving through, and more so, low to the ground machines which looked like stainless steel crabs, multiple grabbers moving around the place grabbing people like flowers and putting them into their baskets. All the while, accompanying them were Bipod like Machines fighting with the Infantry, firing lightning shocking them to death. I finally got a good look of them all the while running away, revolver in hand, they were bear sized, leathery skin, V shaped mouth, tentacle like whips and big black eyes. I finally made it, the pier. I pushed and shoved people out of my way just to get onto possibly my last hope for survival. After I made it on, the boat moved, and when in the distance, I saw Tripods destroying Big Ben and stomping on Buckingham Palace, this makes me think if the Royal Family was able to get away.

It's been 1 uncomfortable hour, and nothing appears from the hazy mist. But something came up, a huge Martian Submarine, 400 ft tall, looking like a swordfish alongside with 3 Flying Machine, going for the boat. I was petrified, I was ready for death, after everything i've been through, I was ready for death, then, a horn pierced the fog.

There she was, the HMS Corvette, Thunderchild.

She went full steam, decapitating the Submarine, and fired its anti air guns on the Flying Machines, destroying them mid air. I finally broke out of my thoughts, and saw the people cheering on the Corvette. Another Martian Submersible came over, firing its Heat Rays. The Corvette took 3 bruntal hits, and even though it suffered catastrophic damage, it fired its guns and rammed into it, taking the Martian Submersible with it. Then, looking at the ever fading shoreline, a mushroom cloud appeared on what was London. I knew what it was, the Atomic Bomb was dropped on what was London. But this didn't stop the Martians, Cylinder following Cylinder fell into the atmosphere hitting everywhere in not only Britain, but the rest of the World. Britain now belonged to the Martians.