Alien

REPORT

CLASSIFIED TOP SECRET

THIS REPORT IS FOR JOINT CHIEF AND PRESIDENTIAL EYES ONLY

This report will detail the events of the last 6 weeks.

The crash and subsequent retrieval of the alien and its ship have been subject to a media blackout. All the usual measures have been taken. The public now believe this event to be nothing more than another 'false alarm'.

The spacecraft has been transported to our top secret facility and the alien taken into custody.

All attempts to communicate with it so far have failed.

Our top engineers and designers are still working on the craft in the hope that we can backward engineer it and apply it to our own technology. Dr Anedio is quietly confident that this is achievable. The technology involved seems to compatible with our own.

The fuel is something we have never encountered before, however alternatives are being considered and we feel that we will find a suitable replacement.

The alien is an enigma, we have our best linguists and psychiatrists trying to communicate with it at the moment but progress is slow. It has been suggested that it actually has no intelligence and merely a trained animal of some kind.

We have given it a thorough medical examination which have produced some remarkable and startling results.

The creature is bipedal, has an array of internal organs that the medical team are still unable to explain. So far we have resisted performing surgery as we feel this would be counter productive if the alien does prove to be intelligent.

Speculation as to where the alien came from has been rife amongst the team but as yet we have found no indication of a planetary origin. There are indications of lettering on the side of the craft, however these unintelligible due to re entry into the atmosphere.

Please refer to the attached schematics for details on the craft.

Medical observations are also attached.

TEAM LEADER BRUL


ADDENDUM TO INITIAL REPORT.

The medical team have made a breakthrough, the creature is indeed intelligent.

It calls itself man.

Do you feel it my sisters?

I feel it, the pulse beat that calls to our kind, the distant throbbing more felt than heard, it calls us. It is our time.

We have hidden from the eyes of man for longer than the oldest tales, becoming legends and myths and we have waited.

I alone remember the coming of men, I alone knew that they were our doom, that they would hunt us, kill us. It was foretold in the stars. I alone knew that we would have to hide in the deep places of the world, watching for all these millennia, biding our time. I have watched this race of man spread over the earth creating and destroying. Never in my long memory of the worlds have I seen their like, capable of such beauty and such hideous cruelty.

But now, now they are a spent race, they have killed the world and it is our time again. I rejoice and mourn in this, rejoice because I feel the cry of the murdered world and know that at last it is our time. Mourn because the race of man is about to die.

Come my daughters, awake!!

We have much to do, we were created for this purpose, stretch your wings and fly with me, celebrate our task for it is more than a task, it is a sacred duty given to us and us alone.

Our Mother Goddess came to me in a dream and I know now why we were made to stay on this world, this once green and glorious place. We are here to bear witness, to observe and to record, to spread the tale of this murdered planet to the stars, to warn, to teach, to destroy.

Come my sister daughters, it is our time, once again this world will see the flight of the dragon and know fear, for fear is what they deserve. We must finish our task quickly and fly between the stars, spreading the story of how a race was giving a beautiful planet and how they ruined it, how they bickered and fought and made war on each other. How they stood by and watched whilst children starved. How they grubbed in the earth for worthless stones. How they sold their very souls for worthless trinkets. How they thought themselves superior. Mankind will be an object lesson.

It is our time. Destroyers we are but for a greater good, this once beautiful, vibrant planet has earned a period of rest, earned a chance to renew herself.

Come my sisters, we have work to do.