“What the hell is that?” Moorer said.
The Figure focused her eyes on him and he felt a chill run down his spine as the pale blue eyes made of light looked directly into him.
“Do not be alarmed people of earth.”
The room was astonished. “Shit she can speak?” Wilson said.
“Quiet, please let the lady speak.” Chimed the men in black.
The figure looked at her audience.
“Please listen, you do not have much time to save your planet. Please do not ask questions as my responses are limited.”
My name is Alia in your tongue. I am the leader of the Aryan government on our home planet.
The device that you call Die Glocke is in fact as an interdimensional gateway that our race has used to investigate earth on many occasions.
The figure paused, “The man that has brought his Aryan forces to attack The United States of America. Advisor A as you call him is actually the former general of our forces. His name is Atlantis.
Atlantis came to earth many thousands of years ago and set up an outpost which he named after himself. This outpost becomes ingrained in your mythology as the lost city of Atlantis. This analogy is wrong as the city was a military base. Atlantis was tasked by our leadership to explore Earth and document the planet. If there were no sentient life forms then he was to harvest the resources of Earth to further the development of our species.”
The figure seemed to almost lower her head in shame as she spoke, “Unfortunately we had not seen the evil in Atlantis heart and as he explored the planet he also sort to enslave its people. He created a slave race from strands of his own DNA and mixed it with a group of Homo sapiens. This created the Nordic race as you know it. This race was designed as a slave labor force that was to assist stripping the planet bare.
Atlantis sort to cleanse the earth of all other races and once this was completed he would have free reign to consume all of the great resources your planet had to offer, he would then expand his growing army.”
The figure turned its back to her audience.
“Once we discovered his plans, we at first tried to reason with him but we could not. Finally, we took military action against his forces. A great battle ensued and there was much bloodshed on both sides. Finally, we managed to storm his base and destroy his facilities.
Atlantis himself managed to escape within the transport device with as many resources as he could.
We spent many years searching for Atlantis to bring him to justice for his crimes but we could never find him. Atlantis must have bided his time, slowly creating the army that you have witnessed today. The army is clones based on his younger self.
He must have designed them over the years and in doing so used up all of his remaining resources. He then hid and waited until he decided it was the right time to return to earth and plunder your resources.
We think he wanted to return before the Second World War but he waited to see if the Nazi party would take control of the world for him. Atlantis was sly; he let the interdimensional transport device be discovered by the National Socialist regime and then influenced their ideology. He gave them ideas for weapons and a glimpse of superior technology.”
The figure flicked twice as the power around the base surged from the experiment damage.
“The Nazi’s considered the Aryan’s gods and as such believed they were the descendants of Atlantis. Unfortunately for him the Nazi’s lost the war and with Die Glocke ready to fall into American’s hands, Atlantis reacted and the device disappeared.”
“We spent the next twenty years tracking it with no luck, we only had limited resources and we only met with failure.
Atlantis clearly felt the time was right to attack with the world in conflict; the cold war has been taking its toll on your armed forces as you indirectly fight against each other all across the planet. Atlantis dropped the device into the heart of America and you welcomed it with open arms.”
She shook her head, “He watched and waited, monitoring your communication until he attacked. That was when his clone army overwhelmed your country. He will now take all the resources he needs and he will overcome your planet with complete disregard for the life that calls it home.”
Our dimension is dying; we have used up nearly all of our resources. Atlantis seeks to claim your dimension as his own and then will use the strength he gathers from it to claim ours as well. He is stubborn, aggressive and has no regard for any life apart from his own but he does seek to return our dimension to glory, he will forsake yours to achieve this goal.
We only have enough power to send you this message and the weapon contained in the silver spear. The liquid contained within the tip of that spear will kill Atlantis. It is a specially designed biological weapon that will bind to his DNA, killing his cells from within. Once this enters his bloodstream it will kill him and his army of clones, this is possible as their DNA is identical.”
The figure turned and pleaded with her audience, “You must kill Atlantis, this weapon must reach him and him alone, if you use it on the clones themselves it will have no effect, you must kill the source to destroy the rest of the cancer. Please do what we were not able to do; you must save your own dimension.”
The figure paused and the powerful blue luminescent flashed once and then vanished back within the device.
The room could not speak, the men looked to the men in black but for the first time, they were lost for words.
The men in black finally regained their composure; they strode over to the weapon and looked it over. They could now see the dark red serum housed in the tip of the spear.
“We need to get this turned into a weapon. Measure how much serum we have and see if we can turn it into multiple weapons. We need to maximize our chances.”
The scientist got to work.
The men in black gestured to the heads of state, “We must plan our attack carefully, and we will only get one chance to finish this.”
Wright Patterson
An alarm rang out in the busy control room housed in the center of Wright Patterson. The tower was full of activity, screens monitored many different places across the world; the images hung on the screen for a few seconds before they flashed to a different one.
The technician turned, “Sir we have a transmission from the Argentine Navy, they say they are under attack from a large force trying to gain entry to the straight into Washington…”
Atlantis smiled, “So it has begun. Tell them we will send them air support. They are to stand and fight.”
The technician relayed the order to the Admiral
“Sir, they say they are outnumbered at least three to one. They want permission to withdraw.”
Atlantis clenched his fists, “Inform those cowardly fools that they are to stand and fight otherwise their nation is no use to us and we will cleanse it immediately.” Atlantis grinned as he cherished the thought of crippling a whole nation.
The Argentinean Navy had three aircraft carriers and a host of light battleships and destroyers. They were already coming under attack from Phantom’s launched from the USS America.
The seas were calm in the early morning sunshine. The air battle to defend the ships had begun in earnest. Vessels were closing the distance to strike at each other.
The mixed fleet that was attacking the Argentines was made up of American, British, Chinese and Russian ships. The allies were launching an all-out attack; they needed to make shore as quickly as possible.
A hundred miles North a smaller landing force was preparing to land in New Jersey, the plan was to secure a beachhead and then break their way out and flank North of the captured capital.
The forces that landed unopposed in New Jersey were shocked to find there were no Aryan troops to great them. The whole area was deserted; none of the general population seemed to be hiding in the area either.