The Reclamation [NOT FINISHED]

The Reclamation [NOT FINISHED]

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Who would have thought we'd find ourselves here? Mankind which was once considered the most superior race, was now back on the food chain! Those things... those things that I saw... they were nothing like the monsters in the old story books my mother used to read me. It was like nothing I had ever seen or felt before; when it glared at me with those icy, lifeless eyes, even for a second, my entire body felt overwhelmed with a dying urge to mutilate what stood before me. I remember it then disappeared with such speed, taking with it all belief in God and all hope for humanity! ---------------------- (All book cover Creds go to Isya ❤️)
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I wasn't special, I wasn't a marine or a scientist sent here from earth to study Pandora, I was a behaviorist-some say behaviorists are scientists too; but the brain isn't made up of mathematics and hope, it's like the roots of trees. Forever speaking but unheard. I study people's brains and their behavior. I don't look at it with hope and faith. I'm nothing special, not really. When I was accepted to help with Project Pandora, I was exhilarated. This was my big break, something to get me out there. I never expected for it to spiral into my life unprofessionally-become personal, emotional. That I would have to fight in a war between man and alien, choose between my own people and a clan of beings that accepted me-welcomed me, trained and made me one of them. This wasn't supposed to become personal, but it did.

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