(Joe had sent me a bunch of writing prompts in order to get me writing. This is one of them.)
Nuclear bombs launched in a rush of words, actions, and unclear motives. The American President had given the word to fire, and his command was obeyed. No questions… those were to be asked by historians later.
Within moments Russia and China unleashed holy hell. Major cities, across the globe, simply ceased to exist. Millions of lives vaporized from existence with a flash of light and a thunderous roar.
Stationed in orbit, as the chaos rained down below, the Freedom stood vigil. Built under the guise of science, the Freedom was a high tech battleship. Sleek, hi-tech, and packing enough fire power to level the moon, the Freedom‘s crew watched as the bombs fell in stunned silence.
There was no home to go back to.
“Commander?”
Commander Rift Cutter didn’t immediately answer. The light show of hundreds of detonations across the globe proved too distracting. A single choice built upon a mountain of other singular choices had led to the destruction that Rift was seeing on the monitors. Humanity should have been more careful, Rift thought.
“Commander, multiple hostiles incoming!” yelled Petty Officer Carl.
Rift snapped back to reality.
“Can we see what we are dealing with?” Rift said, while settling into his captain’s chair. “And can someone get me some coffee?”
The view screen lit up suddenly with what appeared to be a squadron of starfighters.
“Twelve starfighters are inbound with weapons locked and loaded.” Petty Officer Carl said.
“Unleash Everest,” Rift ordered.
“Firing Everest now.” Petter Officer Carl stated.
A blinding light pierced the blackness of space, as Everest was fired into the oncoming squadron of starfighters. On the view screen, one moment the starfighters were there, then they were not.
“We got them, sir… wait a minute, more incoming hostiles!”
“Scramble all starfighters!” Rift stood up from his chair. “If there is a war they want, we have nothing to lose.”
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