This is part one of a series of images followed by stories that follow Warren, a human. and Alice, a Tordenchi. As they both survive during the Rynar's invasion of earth.

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Story idea base on a universe created by  hetzer

Artwork was done by the amazing  jadan


It had only been a day since the reports came through from the chain of command, “Earth is being invaded” seemed such a surreal headline… but it was real… and for the worse. Soon my platoon would be sent off in a crisis relief effort near the area of the First Encounter, they would enter from the ocean and deploy behind the front lines in the city. From there we are to search for any survivors and rendezvous with the others deployed alongside them at drop points, all the while they were to be issued heavy ordinance in place of their regular arms, from reports from the front line.


Finally deciding I had enough silence, my nerves were already shot. A quick radio test left me talking to our medic, Rhonny. "Warren? The hell is taking you so long man?" Always the jokester, in a time like this? "Bad luck mostly, how are things holding up?" A strange muffled sound came from the radio. "I don't know man... I think one of those things has found us. Been hearing hisses for a couple of minutes now." That was cause for alarm if I've ever heard one. Yet as if on cue, all that was heard was that of a building collapsing down. A series of sharp gunfire before a roar that chilled me to the bone.


One of those damn lizards... The only medic we had, injured beyond the capability to walk. I need to get supplies or something. Help in any capacity would be helpful here. Though the burning city far in the backdrop was a real heart breaker. Communications with what was left of the squad would be null and void... Yet not half an hour in...


All of the platoons, all of the help, all of his friends and comrades. Gone. Am I the only one to make it alive here..? I had gotten my radio working for only a few moments, but that was hours ago. I talked to someone for not even five minutes before I heard a roar through the speakers. I didn't have the stomach to think about what happened to them. Besides, it seems the skies are lighting up. But those cant be our ships... No... Must be the aliens. But why are they shooting at each other? In-fighting? That was until I saw it, some kind of large gunship was hit by several missiles. I wanted to cheer whatever lucky bastard struck the thing down. Until I realized it was veering towards the city.


Half an hour. It only took me half an hour to make it into the city, giant lizards everywhere... Got just two missiles on me, hopefully, I can take out at least two of these monsters! Yet just as I peeked outside a window, I see this. Some kind of giant, rodent? Mouse? Damn monster all the same. It must have been in that crashed ship. Little more than a giant mess of fiery metal now, was it the only survivor? Seems the lizards are busy with the lucky bastards from earlier... Maybe I can play my part... Just one good missile... This mouse, thing, seems hurt already. While it's distracted, now is my chance! Just gotta get off this damn building...