Phoenix Rising

I need you to do me a favor okay? Throw away everything you ever thought you knew about our universe. Got it? Good, because if you believe everything the Internet and NASA has told you about the world outside Earth, you're dead wrong.

First off, there's no such thing as a barren planet, every planet has an ecosystem, even Mars.

There's no such thing as constellations, sorry but it's true. Cancer, Gemini, Cassiopeia, Orion, it was just the human race's way to cover up the unknown with enjoyable stories about gods, warriors, and mythical creatures. I guess it was just humanity's way of saying, "Hey! We know exactly what those glowing dots are."

And NO THE STARS ARE NOT YOUR ANCESTORS OR GODS GUIDING YOUR FUTURE.

Again, sorry, it just bothers me that people place histories on stars without listening to the real story they tell.

Anyways, where was I... Oh right!

There's no such thing as shooting stars, which honestly you should really know that if your not in kindergarten, there's no dead stars, there's aren't stars that don't move, and your not the only ones in this universe.

"Wha?! Is this girl really saying this?!" Yes, I'm really saying this. There are such thing as aliens. Though technically, in their perspective, humans are the aliens.

You get the idea.

OK, so now that you know that imagine this: What if a certain race on a certain planet was under attack, what would they do? Let's say, hypothetically, the children of each of the most powerful of the race were sent to Earth to recolonize and eventually return, but the same nation that attacked in the first place followed. How would the children survive? Would they ever finish what they were meant to do? Or would they too fall?

I am Pheonix. I am of those children.