Perfectionist

Rift in the Sky

Arc 2- War in Two Worlds

Alexis' POV.

It was done.

That was it, this entire thing was over.

Happy ending, cut to five years later in a small town as a happily wedded couple leading a modest lifestyle in a small town after everything's fixed up, right?

Isn't that how things are supposed to go?

Isn't that how fairytales end?

Yeah right, like I'd get a fairytale ending this easy.

I'm a bastard that killed her own parents heartlessly, how could a villain ever be gifted with a happy life?

As we sat on the deck the next day, the sky shook, a giant vortex sundering the blue plain above us, pushing away clouds as it expanded explosively, tearing apart anything that stood in its way as the currents grew violent.

"Al. What's that?"

"..." I had a clue as it what it was.

But dear god did I pray that it wasn't.

The thunder rumbled ferociously, as if signalling the beginning of the end.

Armageddon, Judgement Day, Apocalypse.

End of times.

"I think..."  I bit my lip, my eyes fixated upon that giant hole in the sky, unable to tear them away from it.

"My world is very technologically advanced, y'know?"

"...Alexis. What're you suggesting?"

"I'm thinking...Maybe they found a way to travel as fast a light?" As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted ever having said them.

I wished I was proved incorrect but...

A jet appeared, a violent boom following as the skidded across the sky, eventually blowing up upon reaching impact.

I recognised it.

That striking Dragon Enigma.

"It's Gallium."

"Gallium?"

"Gallium. Element on the periodic table. Ga. Galactic Alliance."

"Are they some kind of group of humans?"

"Humans are scientific. obvliates, are more inclined towards spirituality. universers, hybrids like me can be either. Gallium is an organisation that hunts obvliates."

"Won't the obvliates strike back?"

"Oh they did. They formed C7. Council of Seven. Gallium and C7 have fought a centuries' long war with no end in sight and it's bleeding the place dry. So...A nearly untouched place like this with bountiful resources..."

"They're invading?"

"Yeah."

"We have some time though. They can travel that fast but they can't stop slow enough to land just quite yet."

"How long?"

"At this pace, a week."

"Can we beat them?"