The Genesis People - Chapter5

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                        The Apocalypse Is Upon Us

As I said before, the Genesis People first attacked Afghanistan after using planes as their main use of infection. Two were sent; male and female, Caucasian, formerly Michael Hale and Elaine Well, respectively. To make sure that the war’s factions did not notice the plane or Michael and Elaine landing, the Genesis People dropped their agents off at the side of Afghanistan.

   A drawback to the plan was the possibility of any news reporters in the area believing that they could somehow be involved with helping one side of the war. This did not matter, since each of the armies would race to find them anyway.

   The first ones to find Michael and Elaine’s doppelgangers were a group of British soldiers who were losing ground against the Taliban.

   When those soldiers saw the difference of their skin, their alien characteristics, and their complete silence, they knew that they were not there to help them. The men were about twenty feet away from the People. Michael and Elaine removed their parachutes and glared soullessly at the small group of soldiers.

   ‘Oi!’ barked the leader of the squad, pointing his weapon, an automatic machine gun, at them. ‘Just stay where you are!’ The rest of the squadron raised their weapons as well.

   The Genesis clones simply walked towards them, smoothly moving their clawed digits as the soldiers started to move back. The squadron leader, on the other hand, decided to tackle this unknown threat.

   ‘Stay back! Or we’ll shoot! What are you?! What are your names?!’ yelled Captain Thomas Eppain in stereotypical army manner.

‘Michael’ and ‘Elaine’ answered the captain in low, unearthly, emotionless voices.

‘We are the Genesis People. We are the People of the New Dawn. And you will become us. You have no choice but to become one with us and rejoice in this achievement.’

   By now the soldiers had stopped retreating slowly as the speech was delivered. One of the soldiers, Edward Mell, was the only one to ask the pair the naïve question, ‘The Genesis People? Are you some form of terrorists?’

   Michael and Elaine answered the question in the same tone from before.

   ‘We are not, as you put it, ‘terrorists’. We are a virus that has the immortal ability of turning people into one of us. We can infect you with our blood, or a simple touch will have our structure take over your DNA, whilst your free will is locked away. We are named the Genesis People because of our one true desire; to turn everyone and everything into a consciousness that will restart the human race.’

   Captain Thomas Eppain responded with the average words, ‘Oh, cock it!’ He let loose a short burst of machinegun fire into Michael, then performed the same action on Elaine. Eppain’s men were met with the irrational and conclusion-jumping side of their Captain’s personality for the first time in years. However, Michael and Elaine were not battered by the swarm of bullets stuck inside them. The two Genesis-wrecking carriers of a mutagenic virus that they themselves were composed continued the advance on the small pack of Britain’s soldiers. No matter how many bullets were pumped into them, they still advanced, until they were inches away from the soldiers’ faces.

   What happened next, as you can imagine, is self-explanatory.

Soon, the Taliban faced the same predicament. The Genesis versions of the British army and the Taliban faction returned to the bases of their ‘original’ selves. Within weeks, the Genesis People had transformed and/or cloned every single remaining person on every side.

   The armies, which I have given the apt nick-name, The Genesis Soldiers, used every single form of transportation that was being used before the arrival of ‘Michael’ and ‘Elaine’, both of whom had separately gone to one side of the factions; the British and the Taliban, respectively. 

   The Genesis incarnations of the Taliban went on to distort the countries that were on the ITA’s side; the British Genesis Soldiers managed to make their way ‘back home’, so that the population of the British Empire could be one with the People. The same went with every other Genesis Soldier who were from other countries involved.

Eventually, in the following days, reports of attacks in Russia, Germany, China, France and Africa made their way to television, radio and the Internet. The world governments intended to warn people about this, but no-one could see it coming. No-one could stop it. The 700 survivors of the Hawaiian Incident were able to enter a country, but by then it was too late. World-wide infection has started.  

Back in Britain, a group of People in London barged their way through to 10 Downing Street. David Cameron was unable to do anything in order to save everyone; he died in what is now known as the 10 Downing Street Takeover. How he died is something which I have no knowledge of.

A group of survivors – 50, at least - in Britain armed themselves to the teeth with whatever they could find – from guns to baseball bats, they used cars, trains and airplanes to escape Britain and scattered off into uninfected territory.

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   We are our own Achilles’ heel.

   We created are own Plague.

   We set off the bomb of our own destruction.

   We set off Doomsday.

   My name is Andrew Phell. I’ve experienced this incident for months. I now live in a small abandoned town in New Mexico with the British survivors. I’ve been shot in the gut, had cancer, born premature at the age of 24 weeks and almost died, and now I’m trying to stay on the run from these damn creatures. And, somehow, I’m still alive.