The skies were clouded by metal that day.
thousands of ships were covering the entire planet, some larger then others, smaller ones clearly being one-pilot fighters by the size and shape of them, The fighters had long body and wings just as long, but had arcs on the ends of the wings. Beneath the cockpit were guns similar to machhine guns of human fighters. they also had shield but nothing like in the fictions, they strictly covered the shape of the fighter, being no larger or smaller then them. They weren't force shields either, more like reinforced metal about 20 times that of titanium. The larger ones appears to be carriers of these walking animals, landing on the ground to make them march on through the city in their black uniforms before flying back up into the air. But the largest of this armada was without a doubt the flagship, The UTS Infernas. The Infernas was clearly the mothership in the eyes of the humans, the size seem to stretch through a city, and the width of the ship was far more massive stretching 10 kilometers wide.
Within the ship's bridge lies a bunch of animals on computers, while the Colonel sat on a throne, helmet off, revealing his face. An brown wildcat with golden slit eyes. Behind the Ocelot was the Captain, her helmet hiding her face. He looked at a raccoon he summoned who was standing front of him, shocked at what he said. "...Sir, within 24 hours!? We can't make a military mining facility within that time, and I doubt the people of the planet can do any better." The Raccoon said. "Then make it simplistic, I did I specifically say how? No, because I don't care how. I need the team ready to mine by 24 hours, and I expect results within 48." The Ocelot said. "And....if there is nothing by that time?" The raccoon nervously asked. ".....Sargent can you come over here one second?" He asked a muscular wolf, who was sitting on the computer. He got up and stood next to the Colonel, then the Colonel quickly drew his pistol and shot him in the head. The wolf was then pulled back by the force of the laser, and fell to the ground dead. The raccoon looking at him scared. "Guess what, you just got a promotion. I expect results in 48 hours, ...Sargent." The Colonel said. The raccoon, more nervous then ever, nodded and walked away. "Was that necessary? Seargent Miller was the best weapons specialist there was." The captain asked, he voice muffled by the helmet. "We'll find another." The Colonel simply said.
"How do we get into this mess?" A brown haired boy thought as he started blasting blue orbs at the aliens. The result were always the same: explosion on contact. A blonde haired boy was also taking care of aliens with his sword, a beautiful blue sword with a golden hilt. It was Jake and Tai, in the crossfire of a battle. In what was originally the city of San Diego. Meanwhile, Joey was on a rooftop of that same city, he seemed laid back, so muuch so that he seemed like he was resting. But when one of the Aliens was heading for him, after being tired from going up all the steps. They see him and point their guns at him. "You're of these humans right?" One of them asked. Both were cats by the looks of it, they looked plain, nothing like a wildcat. One was brown, the other was red. "...So what if I am?" Joey asked. "Stand up, drop all weapons, put your hands behind your head, and tell your forces to stand down if they want to live." The red cat said. Joey gave a smirk, He got up slowly, dropped his weapons, then placed his hands behind his head. The two cats the stood by his sides, and went to kick the weapons away. ...Big mistake. Joey quickly grabbed his two Uzis from the floor, did a backflip before the two had time to react, and fired lead on the cats, until they drop off the rooftop. "...Heh, Try landing your feet now. ...You'd think these aliens would be so advanced to protect themselves from lead." Joey said to himself. He then looked down at the people fighting, and with a calm smile he rose his Uzi into the air, and made a battle cry.
"FIGHT THE GOOD FIGHT, SEND THESE ALIENS BACK TO PLANET HELL!"
thousands of ships were covering the entire planet, some larger then others, smaller ones clearly being one-pilot fighters by the size and shape of them, The fighters had long body and wings just as long, but had arcs on the ends of the wings. Beneath the cockpit were guns similar to machhine guns of human fighters. they also had shield but nothing like in the fictions, they strictly covered the shape of the fighter, being no larger or smaller then them. They weren't force shields either, more like reinforced metal about 20 times that of titanium. The larger ones appears to be carriers of these walking animals, landing on the ground to make them march on through the city in their black uniforms before flying back up into the air. But the largest of this armada was without a doubt the flagship, The UTS Infernas. The Infernas was clearly the mothership in the eyes of the humans, the size seem to stretch through a city, and the width of the ship was far more massive stretching 10 kilometers wide.
Within the ship's bridge lies a bunch of animals on computers, while the Colonel sat on a throne, helmet off, revealing his face. An brown wildcat with golden slit eyes. Behind the Ocelot was the Captain, her helmet hiding her face. He looked at a raccoon he summoned who was standing front of him, shocked at what he said. "...Sir, within 24 hours!? We can't make a military mining facility within that time, and I doubt the people of the planet can do any better." The Raccoon said. "Then make it simplistic, I did I specifically say how? No, because I don't care how. I need the team ready to mine by 24 hours, and I expect results within 48." The Ocelot said. "And....if there is nothing by that time?" The raccoon nervously asked. ".....Sargent can you come over here one second?" He asked a muscular wolf, who was sitting on the computer. He got up and stood next to the Colonel, then the Colonel quickly drew his pistol and shot him in the head. The wolf was then pulled back by the force of the laser, and fell to the ground dead. The raccoon looking at him scared. "Guess what, you just got a promotion. I expect results in 48 hours, ...Sargent." The Colonel said. The raccoon, more nervous then ever, nodded and walked away. "Was that necessary? Seargent Miller was the best weapons specialist there was." The captain asked, he voice muffled by the helmet. "We'll find another." The Colonel simply said.
"How do we get into this mess?" A brown haired boy thought as he started blasting blue orbs at the aliens. The result were always the same: explosion on contact. A blonde haired boy was also taking care of aliens with his sword, a beautiful blue sword with a golden hilt. It was Jake and Tai, in the crossfire of a battle. In what was originally the city of San Diego. Meanwhile, Joey was on a rooftop of that same city, he seemed laid back, so muuch so that he seemed like he was resting. But when one of the Aliens was heading for him, after being tired from going up all the steps. They see him and point their guns at him. "You're of these humans right?" One of them asked. Both were cats by the looks of it, they looked plain, nothing like a wildcat. One was brown, the other was red. "...So what if I am?" Joey asked. "Stand up, drop all weapons, put your hands behind your head, and tell your forces to stand down if they want to live." The red cat said. Joey gave a smirk, He got up slowly, dropped his weapons, then placed his hands behind his head. The two cats the stood by his sides, and went to kick the weapons away. ...Big mistake. Joey quickly grabbed his two Uzis from the floor, did a backflip before the two had time to react, and fired lead on the cats, until they drop off the rooftop. "...Heh, Try landing your feet now. ...You'd think these aliens would be so advanced to protect themselves from lead." Joey said to himself. He then looked down at the people fighting, and with a calm smile he rose his Uzi into the air, and made a battle cry.
"FIGHT THE GOOD FIGHT, SEND THESE ALIENS BACK TO PLANET HELL!"