mybigfatgaylife:

seananmcguire:

giraffepoliceforce:

I really want a science fiction story where aliens come to invade earth and effortlessly wipe out humanity, only to be fought off by the wildlife.

They were expecting military resistance. They weren’t counting on bears.

Or Australia.

It took us a while to recover.

The first attacks were vicious and without warning. They hit the biggest cities in the world, the ones with the highest populations first. In the blink of an eye Karachi, Tokyo, Shanghai, Seoul, Delhi, Mexico City, Jakarta, Manilla, and New York City…all gone in fire.

The computers went next.  All of them. Everything with transistors was theirs for the taking.  “Some sort of quantum effect,” the braniacs at CERN said, just before they disappeared in their own firey hell that took out most of Switzerland as well as sizeable chunks of France and Italy.

By the time the enemy landed, we were pretty much defenseless.  We couldn’t do much as they started…harvesting us. They didn’t want us dead, that’s for sure.  We were no good to them dead.

It got really bad really fast, and then they stopped.  And left.  They literally ran like the demons of hell were hot on their heels.  They left behind technology the likes of which we’d never seen before.  Including a couple of their…processing plants.

We blew those up.

So yeah, it took a while for us to recover, to bring our technology back online, and start understanding theirs.  To figure out what had happened, where they had gone.

And it urns out it wasn’t even us.  They knew all about us, they’d studied us closely for a long time, to make sure we were compatible.  They had us from the moment they fired the first shots from orbit.

They ignored everything else about the Earth, though. They didn’t bother to learn that we’re not the only animal species on Earth, and that we even share our lives with some of them. They didn’t bother to learn that there are bigger animals out in the wilds.

They didn’t bother to learn about the bears, or the wolves, or the hyenas, or the tigers.  They didn’t bother to learn about the locusts, or ants, or spiders.  They didn’t even know about birds.

Or the bees. According to what we’ve been able to translate, the bees really freaked them out. According to our best translation (which is admittedly shaky) their word for bees was roughly “poison drones.”  Or possibly “poison demons.”  Like I said, the translation is a little shaky.  Either one makes me smile.

It was as if the Earth itself rose up and threw itself at the invaders. Not just to send them packing, but to make them pay.  The fronts near the wildernesses crumbled first.  The invaders quickly learned that they couldn’t go anywhere near the oceans or any large body of water. They never even got a foothold in Australia. From there it was just a matter of time.

When I think about being attacked by every insect and animal on Earth…hell, I’d run too.  I fucking hate it when I walk into an empty spider web, let alone have them actively attack me.

We’re going be okay. I adopted a stray cat to keep me company, and to help keep the bad dreams away. The family down the street (they had two dogs and a parrot, so they made it through the invasion just fine) are keeping bees.

There are already plans for permanent protections for our wild spaces.  The rainforests, which were going to be gone within a few generations, will live on. We’ve learned our lesson.

We’re going to be better stewards of this world.  After all it did for us it’s the least we can do.