I am writing a new story. I'm not sure if it's a short story or if it will turn into a novel. I had initial ideas for it years ago when I first saw the anime FLCL. Now that FLCL is back with a new season, my inspiration is once again renewed and I am finally writing this story! Here is Chapter 1 for your enjoyment!
The truth was, there had always been alien visitors to Earth.
This had been the case since the very dawn of mankind and before. The Aztecs, Ancient Egyptians, and numerous, countless other civilizations had met them. Encountered them. There is even Biblical evidence of such. One has only to look at the experiences that Ezekiel or Isaiah wrote down, codified as encounters with the divine for evidence of extraterrestrial beings, humanoid and otherwise, coming to and making contact with ancient humans.
Tonya Towers knew this very well. She would never forget what she saw that night when she looked up into the sky. She knew what she saw. She also knew no one would ever believe her, so she told no one.
That cold, dark, night, she had stepped out onto the back patio like she always did. She would let the darkness and the cold fill her, take her difficulties away. She was a star, a planetary body, adrift in the cold vacuum of space all around her. She would stare up at the stars and realize just how infinitesimally small, how materially insignificant she and all other humans floating about on their tiny rock were. At first, this thought brought with it a certain terror, but that quickly subsided, making way for a deep comfort; for if their entire lives were insignificant next to the life and vastness of the cosmos, then so, too were their troubles, their worries, their fears. Tonya’s fears would dissipate, disintegrate, and her anxiety, fear, and frustration that came along with the unresolved disappearance of her brother, along with all her other typical worldly woes would fade away, at least temporarily. The relief was sweet and she embraced the cold as it chilled both her and her problems.
That night, as Tonya gazed into the stars, she witnessed a formation of light dots (military planes, though she could not tell such in the dark) flying in a v-shape behind a brighter, larger disc-shaped yellow light that pulled in front of the others. The dots in formation looked to be trying to catch this larger object, as if involved in some high-altitude police car chase. Tonya gazed upward in awe, her jaw hanging.
The planes, the smaller, dimmer dots, seemed to gain on the large, luminous sphere, and broke formation, forming a perimeter around the UFO. But then, the object suddenly grew brighter and brighter until FLASH!
The larger, spherical, glowing ball took off, launching forward into the night sky, elongating into a silent streak across the blackness and stars, leaving a rainbow colored trail in its wake. Then it was gone. The other dots hovered hesitatingly for a few minutes thereafter, then dissipated, diverged, and disappeared over a dark horizon.
Tonya told no one, but began writing about her sighting in a notebook.
Several days later, Tonya observed large, long cylindrical objects floating in the air high above her school as she walked home one afternoon. They were dark brown and cigar-shaped. She scrambled for her phone to take a picture, but as soon as she had the camera app pulled up and ready to snap, the cigar-shaped ships had maneuvered behind clouds, effectively avoiding her taking a snapshot, and the F-16’s that flew by slowly, as if looking for them.
Tonya jotted down this experience and others she had over the course of the next year down in her notebook, too.
She told no one of her experiences. No one at all. They would laugh at her, she knew it, call her crazy.
And then the craze began. Sightings in copious amounts began a year to the date after her first sighting occurred. People were seeing UFOs, aliens, and utterly bizarre and strange things all over the city, every day, sometimes multiple times a day.
It was in the news. It was in the gossip. It was all the rage.
Tonya still told no one of her own experiences.
Life got stranger and stranger in her small town, appropriately named Tiny Town. The sightings increased, and the nature and severity of the encounters with alleged beings from beyond Earth surged. People, not just in Tiny Town, but all across the nation and the world began seeing UFOs in the sky. They were worried. They were nervous. What was going on? Surely, an invasion was imminent.
They were not wrong. For a war was going on above them. This war had started nearby eons and eons ago and raged on, moving outward from their tiny dust speck of a planet and encompassing other worlds, star systems, and entire galaxies. Now the war was finally coming full circle and was inching closer and closer back to Earth. Battles that raged in the stars and the clouds would soon be happening on Earth’s very soil.
Finally, young Tonya Towers was pulled into the battle of galactic scale and intrigue and found herself caught right in the middle of it.
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