Legacy of the Guardians
by AJ Marks
The shuttles descended down towards the planet. The pilots relaying back to the fleet what they saw, craters of destruction all over the surface of the planet. Entire cities had been destroyed, leveled by a power that the only thing the pilots could imagine was a nuclear blast. Scanning for any signs of radioactivity before the air was determined to be breathable.
Three groups walked out of the shuttles, looking around at the utter devastation. Mounds of rubble now lay where buildings once stood. Smoke still lingered in the air and plumes of fire could be seen in the distance. The groups send back reports and pictures of what they saw back up to the fleet.
The group spread out looking for signs of the Skartians. So far they found no signs of life except for smaller plants, and insects, but no larger life forms. The devastation was complete and they could not help but wonder how many were killed in the bombardment. They ran across a few dead Skartians in the street, many appeared to have been shot in the back running from something.
They knew they might be able to go through the rubble and they might find someone, but picking the right pile would consume a lot of personnel and time. The group fanned out trying to cover as much territory as possible.
“Over here, I thought I heard something,” one of the Yttipians said, focusing their attention on a spot. The group listened as they got closer, and could make out intelligent sounds in the silence of the devastation. Continue reading