title: Extinction-Level Event aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [CassiWrites] id: [37020788] date: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 10:48:43 上午 modified: 星期日, 九月 11日 2022, 4:33:52 下午

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Extinction-Level Event

Author: CassiWrites Source: Extinction-Level Event

It was mid-day when the drop pod fell through the atmosphere and landed on Earth. Sangheili technology had ensured the pod came in undetected, and it settled down onto the dusty Earth, kicking up bits of ground and causing the long, untamed grass to gently sway in the created breeze. The pod door slowly creaked open, a stream of steam expelling from its undercarriage and whistling through the brush. Fyre ‘Vofum stepped slowly from the pod, being alert, careful. His splayed toes gently pressed into the soft ground beneath him, a mixture of dirt, rock and weeds. His eyes narrowed as he surveyed the land, taking in the fresh, warm oxygen the Earth provided. The air tasted dry, the tumbling, rolling weeds waving in a soft wind. There were no humans around, nor their buildings. He was completely alone. Good. The extermination of the human race began here, he had a job to do, one he did not take lightly. He turned his head and looked the other way, toward the left. Far off mountains etched the sky, and about a mile off an old piece of fence had been long abandoned, rotting into the ground, forgotten by whatever human had left it there.  

He was carefully glancing around, taking in every bit of his surroundings, carefully eyeing the empty field he had landed in. The Sangheili had landed somewhere in South Dakota, on an empty prairie field. This is what he needed, a quiet space away from the humans to prepare, prepare for their deaths. The Earth, the human race had been seen as a potential threat to his race, and through further examination it was found that their planet was pointless to attempt to colonize. Thus it was decided that the entire planet was to be erased, eradicated off the map, dismantling the threat the humans may pose, and getting this eyesore of a planet out of the way. His job was simple, kill everything, destroy the Earth and wipe it clean. To do this they either needed an army...or technology. A new weaponized piece of technology had been born specifically for this purpose. Something that would make the Sangheili grow beyond normal capabilities, and give him the power to crush the Earth in one fell swoop. The technology, however, was new and he was unsure if it would work. There was a very high percentage that he would perish in trying it. But he had to. He would die for his race, and now was his chance to prove it.  

He took his first heavy steps forward. The ground crunched beneath his feet, and he continued to survey the land around him. Behind him the pod slowly began to disintegrate, eroding and vanishing into thin air. That was when he heard the first hiss. An unknown noise, causing him to glance downward. His eyes narrowed at the strange creature that sat before him. Coiled, a deep ugly yellowed cover splotched by brown, the end of its long tail segmented. This is the part where the noise came from, the tail was frantically waving back and forth under its coiled body, and it elicited a deep hissing noise. The creature's tongue flicked from the front of its muzzle, and its neck curled back toward its body. Fyre ‘Vofum stared down at the creature with quiet contempt. It was threatening him, that was for sure. And any threat to him or his people would be swiftly dealt with. He glared down at the serpent, then unceremoniously lifted his foot and slammed it down on the creature. Its head slammed into the earth below, and its skull popped against his foot. Bright blood spurted from under his foot as the creature's body cracked and skin split. It died immediately, the incessant hissing cut short by his stomp. He curled his twin toes into the ground and twisted his foot, separating the head from the elongated body. Bones crunched and cracked, and when he lifted his foot thick blood mixed with dirt fell to the ground. The snake lay dead, one eye glossy and staring into nothingness, the other popped and ripped from its socket. Its jaw was broken and twisted, its bones crushed, skin torn.  

“Done.”

He said stiffly, turning away from the snake and ignoring its flayed body. It was time. He should have been nervous, terrified. But he felt nothing, he only felt pride for his people...and perhaps a hint of amusement at the thought of causing an entire race to go extinct. If the job went well he could have the planet destroyed in a short amount of time. He would be swift, methodical, the human race was nothing beneath him, he had to remember that.

“For the glory of the Sangheili.”

Fyre ‘Vofum said, and lifted his wrist. He positioned himself facing the mountainside, and firmly pressed the button. He felt a not unpleasant tingling sensation course through his body. It mildly tickled, but was easy to ignore. In a matter of seconds his body was shooting toward the heavens His foot enveloped the earth below, then his toes pummeled through the mountain side he had just been peering at. The mountain rock crumbled to dust as his foot railed through it, plowing it down into nothing. The tallest mountains could not withstand him, not could the human race. The seconds ticked by, and with each passing one he shot up further, further still. The clouds parted with the force of his growth, dissipating. He blocked out the sun, his towering shadow covering the planet below as he grew. Through towns and cities his feet grew, though he did not yet move. He didn’t have to, he was causing mass destruction just standing in one spot. The first humans to feel his wrath did not have time to notice. They went about their day one moment, and the next their bodies were crushed and burned into molten dust and blood by the force of the Sangheili’s foot.  

They imploded, were crushed, and their cities fell to rubble. Towers fell, crunched to nothing, slammed down into the earth and reduced to pebbles. The heat of the growth burned the humans, their skin splitting until they erupted into a fine red mist. The earth burned. Trees imploded into nothing, animals and humans alike all died the same way, finally living their last milliseconds as equals. The mountains were reduced to a fine ashen rubble, the cities were bulldozed into the ground, flattening the earth once more. Above the clouds had all but vanished, leaving the giant to stare down at his growing body. Birds flew into him, exploding and burning into a fine red mist upon impact, the heat of his body disintegrating, their feathers in black plumes of smoke. A passing plane was flying by, and the pilot barely had time to respond as the giant appeared suddenly before him. He screamed, struggling to veer the plane away, but it was too late. The Sangheili was still growing, still stretching upward toward the heavens. It was taking him mere seconds to grow, but the plane only saw the wall of his body appear in front of it. It exploded, barely touching his body, the heat and strength of his growth caused the plane to burst into flame. The passengers barely had time to scream out before they imploded into balls of burning flesh and fire.  He felt none of this, had no idea the destruction he was already causing, no idea of the millions of lives he had already taken. They were nothing but ashes to him, but insects to be eradicated. To die from his massive weight. The blue of the sky was turning to the darkness of space as his head grew amongst the stars. He felt a small sense of pride and surprise. He was still alive, still able to finish his mission.  

He brought his hands upward toward his chest and peered down at them. No worse for wear. He marveled at his beastly height, staring down at the puny Earth below. He looked out at the stars, the planets, the moons and beyond. The world looked like nothing but masses of sea blue and mottled green. How did the humans see him? As a giant? As a god? Could they even begin to get a glimpse of half his body, or did it cascade into the sky and disappear, too far beyond their eyes comprehension. He didn’t know how long he stood there, but it was long enough for the world below to fall into a screaming panic.

 Army’s from all over the world began to band together to destroy the alien giant that had invaded them. They brought out their strongest bombs, the intercontinental ballistic missile. Though there was one problem. The missile was designated to reach a height of three thousand four hundred miles, and the giant extended beyond that...much beyond that. From what they, and from what he could tell he was at least a thousand miles beyond that, it’d never reach his vulnerable areas. They tried anyway, screaming orders as the missile was launched, spewing from the ground in a puff of angry gas and fire. It erupted upward, hurtling toward the beast. It drew closer, closer, closer still. And then...nothing. Nothing happened. It imploded on impact, and he felt nothing of it, not even the slightest of tickles. It erupted into a fiery ball, then the drippings fell to the Earth, destroyed and disintegrating as they fell.

He looked toward the east, squinting his eyes as he noticed the ocean below. He figured if there was ever a time to move, it was now. Down below the army’s screamed as they shot at him, more missiles launched and nothing happened, everything just disintegrated on his armored body. He pivoted his hips toward the east, then slowly lifted his right foot. The effect was instant, a rush of air that grew stronger, stronger than any storm there ever had been. It sucked everything deep into the cavernous hole his foot had created, pulling in people, land, animals alike. It all fell into the hole, sucked in no matter how much they cried out for it to stop. Cars crumpled as they were pulled in, what was left of the buildings fell and was dragged under his slowly lifting foot. They all died, everyone, everything. The world imploded under him, the hole left behind filled with molten rock and now the quickly disintegrating bodies of the human populace.  The hole the foot left behind was like nothing anyone had ever witnessed, it was deep, dark, and now filled with the spraying, misty blood of his enemies. He pulled the foot into the air and swung it forward, the wind created by his moving foot knocking down mountains and causing catastrophic waves in the ocean as it passed over. The world was encompassed by the shadow of his looming foot, of their looming death. People, those who somehow were still alive watched in silent horror as the foot paused above them, hovering like a god looking down at its people. It began to descend, the rumbling pressure of the air it pushed down already cracking the earth before it even touched home.  

As it descended the world fell into silence, and then all that could be heard was the deafening

BOOM of his foot hitting the earth. Ripples of shockwaves launched themselves through the Earth’s crust. The earthquake was felt around the world, people falling to the ground, before simmering to their deaths. Buildings collapsed, and the heat of the shockwaves caused people to implode and disintegrate on their feet, never having a chance to scream in horror. The mountain ranges, the buildings, the earth itself turned to dust, nothing was left. The world was beginning to be wiped out in one simple step, not even the smallest of organisms surviving the massive crashdown of his foot. He lifted his other foot from the earth, bringing it upward, shadowing over the ruined land below. There was nothing but dust and decay left, the plant life had singed and burned to a fine crisp, to dust that blew away in the massive wind his foot had created. He stepped forward, his foot slamming into the ground, the great boom deafening to all that was left to hear it, though there wasn’t much left. Again his shockwaves ravaged the land, flattening it into dust and rubble. The animals burned and wafted away into the wind, nothing but a bloody mist. Under his first foot, the magma of the earth began to seep through the deeply rooted cracks.

It swelled into his foot print, burning and scorching the earth, but the giant felt nothing.

He took another step, and this one landed halfway into the ocean. His toes seeped into the water, his heel landed on the Eastern Coast. The land cracked off at the edge, sinking down into the ocean, his foot barely sank in, too tall and large to reach the depths below. The water parted and began to swell, but then sunk quickly into the giant hole his foot had created. The earth swelled around his footprint, creating a giant brown hole of dirt, sand and crushed land underfoot. The water seeped through the cracks in the footprint, trying to drip over the edges to fill in the crater he had made. He walked, his footprints creating vacuums within the water, sucking down the ocean like a starving man. The waves crashed into the holes, the ocean life stranded, pulled into the dirt left behind and suffocating within the earth.

“This planet...is useless.”

He commented, looking down at his work. Islands were crushed down into the ocean, which had deep, empty craters which struggled to fill with water, the earth pushed upward around where his foot had laid, ocean water seeping in from the bottom and through the cracks. It took him a mere ten seconds to cross the ocean, and come to the land of Europe. He looked down, viewing what the mere footsteps had done to the land. It was ravaged, though a few life forms still clung to the world, terrified of the new giant they had seen coming. His dark, glowering eyes glared down at the world, and a wonder started to float in his mind. What was this...earth? What was it, really? And what did it taste like? He imagined it would contain something, some form of nutrient or at the very least, an interesting flavor. His curiosity peaked for a moment, and he decided to find out before the world was nothing but dust and rubble. He bent, his body looming like an angry god over the land. He reached down, his fingers piercing the earth as though it were fine sand, nothing could stop him. The earth crumbled in his fingers, giant holes created as he dug into the land, curling into one another underneath a large chunk. People and animals were crushed beneath his fingers, turning to nothing but organs and mist. He curled his fingers under the earth, hot magma scorching at his fingers, but he felt nothing. He lifted, leaving a deep cavern in the ground below, one that looked as though it led to the fiery pits of hell itself. A few lives, animal and human alike clung to the chunk of earth as he lifted, slowly standing. They were pressed into the ground, some being crushed by the weight of gravity as it forced them downward, the air growing thinner as they lifted. Further, further into the sky until the air became so thin they could not breath, and eventually they choked and died from lack of oxygen, writhing on the ground. The starry sky, and the great face of the giant was the last thing they saw before their bodies gave way.

He studied the land mass, the clods of dirt and decay, the dying masses. The front of his armor, attached to his mandibles spread open like a terrible door to hell, exposing rows of sharpened teeth, and the great, drooling maw behind. He unceremoniously popped it inside. The mass crumbled on his tongue, and he swallowed without chewing. It slid down his slimy throat, through his pit and into his stomach. A few humans had regained consciousness, but they saw nothing but darkness and smelled the death and decay within his stomach. They struggled to see, and his stomach acid bubbled below, popping and sizzling as pieces of earth hit it and instantly dissolved. The bodies of departed creatures fell from what remained of the landmass, and they too were gone within seconds. The remaining humans panicked, screaming as they sunk further down into his gut. Acid splashed on their arms, and the searing, burning pain elicited more hoarse, ragged cries for mercy. Their pain was short lived, for as their skin melted and sizzled off their bones, which then quickly followed suit and melted into nothing,  the sweet embrace of death quickly took them. It was all done in an instant. Another had acid hit his stomach, and he could feel his intestines slip through his burning skin. Faces were burned off, arms and legs engulfed in fire, until finally there was nothing. It took mere seconds for the landmass to dissipate within the giant. He was done, and turned his attention toward the East. He had remembered in his briefing there was a landmass to the East that was full of human life. Heavily, densely populated, ripe for the picking. He began to walk, remembering not the name of the land mass but at least a rough idea of what it looked like. He walked slowly, he didn’t need to hurry, the world would await his destruction, and destruction came with every step. Each thundering boom as he stepped down crushed the Earth more and more. Water turned to mist from the heat of his steps, land masses were crunched into the ocean, turned to mere rubble and dust. Animals and people alike burst into sprays of rest, bloody mist, their lives taken within seconds. They saw it coming, but had no time to react, it was too quick, before they could blink the foot would fall down, and crush them into nothing. It took seconds to reach China, still unable to recall the name. He looked down at it, and thought of the human’s staring up at him, knowing there was nothing they could do. The human population, it was an insect, a pest to be crushed. He lifted his foot quickly, and slammed it down into the ground.

Before his foot touched the Earth it began to scorch and burn. Cars squealed to a stop and began to melt into the ground, buildings cracked and sagged, people burst into fiery sprays of blood, melting into the ground. The Earth cracked from the force of the air alone, and then his foot connected.  

The sound was deafening, and the destruction was instant. His foot sank through the landmass, bringing it up around his heel. Land scattered, erupted from the ground and rained down on the world around him, creating smaller craters in the earth. The shockwaves were felt around the world, land masses burst upward, burning in mid air as they fell to a now scorched earth. The sky, which had been so blue that day, turned an angry, fiery red, and magma erupted from the ground, creating vast oceans of lava which spilled around the earth. The continent erupted in debris, which burned and melted. Nothing within the vicinity was left, yet he had the rest of the world to explore, and it would only take a few short steps to do so. The mainland where he had stomped, and the areas around it were gone in a bomb like explosion. Nothing was left in the vicinity.  

The monstrous giant turned slowly, peering down at the damage he had left. He pondered for a moment, silently staring at the fires that erupted, the magma that flowed and oozed under his foot. The world looked so insignificant, so tiny, so...nothing. He wondered quietly what would happen if he pressed the button again, if he activated his growth for a second time.  The giant decided after a moment that it was worth the risk, and worth the effort. He held up his wrist and activated the device again. The Earth seemed to shrink under him, his body shooting upward, erupting upward. His foot overtook the planet, and then slowly edged off it. He floated upward, slightly away from the planet, yet keeping it within his reach. He wondered what the remaining humans on the planet were thinking, if they were scared, terrified. If they had succumbed to the thought of their inevitable fate, or if they were trying to scatter amongst the Earth in a frantic search for some form of safety. But he knew there wasn’t any safety left. There was nowhere on the Earth they could hide. No rock to curl under, no cave to dive into. No towers, no army, nothing. The sheer feeling of helplessness they must have felt, staring upward as the giant grew and stretched, and then eventually lifted off the planet. The giant “sat”, curling his feet upward to surround the planet. His twin toes spread on each foot, which faced inward, almost as if intending to hug the planet between them. Well, perhaps hug wasn’t the right word. He intended to crush it, to destroy it. He would bring his feet together and all at once their lives would be snuffed out. Their sky would turn black with his shadow, their bodies would freeze. Would they even have time to hug their children? He guessed not, but he had a job to do, and he intended, most of all his intentions, to carry it out properly.  

The planet was a mere soccer ball compared to him, it was nothing, their SPECIES were nothing. Not anymore. Not ever. They were bugs to be eradicated, they were lives to be wiped. The giant leaned back just slightly, and brought his feet slowly together. They collided with the earth, ceasing the rotation it was stuck in. He watched in an almost bored fascination as fragments began to fly off. Mountains erupted from the ground and pushed off into the sky, humans were ripped from the ground and flew upward, only to erupt into a spray of blood. He couldn’t feel the chunks of earth hitting his toes, but he watched as the near microscopic earth looked to detonate like a mini-bomb between his feet.

He had every intention to turn it into a real bomb in a moment. He wondered if the human’s had time to scream, probably not, or had they already been screaming? Had they seen the feet coming toward them, great looming shadows of death hovering above them. Had they felt the rush of hot air, burning them until they erupted into nothing, not even bones surviving as his feet landed on the earth. Thousands of miles an hour they came rocketing off the planet, blazing in the fiery heat. Animals were clawed from the earth, not a chance to even TRY to latch on, they didn’t know what was happening. Plants and trees ripped from the ground, sending dust and debris flying everywhere, only to smolder mid air and burn into an ashy wind lit with the remaining embers. The planet appeared almost bare as buildings from even the largest cities lifted from the ground, leaving nothing behind but caverns of dirt and magma, which too joined the fray in flying off into space, only to burn and crumble. Humans were gone, they had all flown into the air and erupted into red mists of blood. Bodies one moment, spray the next. That is how life ended on earth. There was just one more job to do.  

The job was to eradicate the Earth. To destroy everything, to end ALL life. And what better way to do so than to destroy the Earth itself? What better way to follow through with his job than to bring his feet together and smear it across his souls like the putrid, vile of mess it was?  He sneered down at the planet below. Full of...life. Well, not so much anymore. Now it was full of magma, deep cracks in the Earth splitting from the mere touch of his foot. The planet was like a melon trapped between his feet. He could crush it, he WOULD crush it. His eyes narrowed and he watched. It sat still between his feet. Magma oozed from the planet’s surface, sprays of ocean water doused the land, having shot up and over as he paused the rotation. It looked like a barren land of waste, nothing left but the screams of the innocent, screams he couldn’t even hear. His size, his magnitude had ceased all communication with the Earth. He couldn’t hear their cries. Their final screams of absolute terror. He heard none of it. And that was how he wanted it. He wanted to rid himself of the job, be done with it, go home and be celebrated. The giant glanced to the side, toward where his home would be. He wondered if there would be any sort of celebration for his actions. Any sort of prizes to be won for being brave, he wondered if he would be honored. Still, his mind was on the job right now, no sense in not finishing it properly.

“Here we go.”

A thought, one of the only thoughts he had during his eradication. His mind had been so one directioned, he hadn’t really thought much. Every movement and action was methodical, everything was from his training, his mission. Now he had a single coherent thought, a thought of his own.

“Here we go.”

He pressed his feet together, slowly. His toes wrapped around the Earth so easily, it was a mere soccer ball to him. The cracks deepened. The world began to crumble, bit by bit. If there was any life left, and he doubted that there was, it would be gone by now. The magma flew into the sky in red, fiery spurts, then dissipated. Any humans that were left were instantly disintegrated and crushed into nothing but a red spray of blood. Any life left sank into rivers of magma, burning instantly, otherwise they were thrown into the air and erupting into the same sprays.  

The giant pushed further, and soon the world was erupting. Deep crevices became mountains as they ground against each other and pushed upward. The ocean was gone, overtaken and evaporating into the sky. All life was crushed, burned, erupted into nothing but sprays of carnage and debris. He felt it give, and the Earth was crushed.

It came in a magnificent explosion of light and fire, his feet snapping together as the Earth gave way under his crushing feet. They came together in an explosion of light, which quickly misted into red and brown dust. Magma solidified on the bottoms of his feet, the world was gone, snuffed out by the giant. He stared down at the remains, what little there was. A sense of pride overcame him, he had completed his mission, he had eradicated the Earth of all life, and went above and beyond to destroy the Earth itself. Dust drifted in space, turning to mist before dissipating, gone from whatever life it had lived. He slowly pulled his foot upward, curling it toward him. Red and brown dust and dirt mixed on his foot, staining the bottom of it.

The giant squinted down at it, bringing his foot closer to his face. He took a finger, swiping along the bottom of his foot. The giant brought his fingers slowly up to his face, squinting his eyes to peer down at what was left of the Earth. Crumbled dust and debris stained his fingers, red solidified magma and blackened dirt. The giant scraped his fingers together, watching the dust float off into space. All that was left of the human race, of the animals, the plants, the planet, it was gone. Dust in the vacuum of space.

His pride swelled in his chest.

He looked upward, the Earth’s moon was floating near his head. He had noticed it from the corner of his eye, a floating ball of speckled grey. The giant reached up with his right hand, bringing it around the ball, letting it fit smoothly in his hand like a baseball. Already cracks and small explosions of land took place on the moon, fingers pressing into it to form deep zigzags of destruction. He brought it to his face, staring into the emptiness it possessed. His brow raised, inspecting the small moon.  It was nothing as well, and he may as well get rid of it. He began to close his fingers, the moon crumpling like dust in his grasp. It cracked, deep caverns of darkness as the land split into sharp cracks and rivers. It began to break apart into pieces, crumbling as the Earth did, becoming nothing more than dust. Rock flew off, turning to dust and mist, the inner core cracked and bled.

He pushed his fingers together, and the moon dissipated. It became nothing, just as the Earth did. Dust, debris, all flew into the air, becoming nothing but mere particles for the giant to watch after. He stared as the moon dust floated off into space, not a single solid rock left of it. He stayed in silence for a few moments, peering down at the destruction he had caused, what was left of it anyway. All that the Earth was, is, and ever will be was scraped on the bottom of his foot. All the moon that was left was fine dust on his fingertips. He narrowed his eyes, waiting patiently, a prideful swell in his chest. His wrist blipped, a message coming through on his screen.  

“Your mission is complete. We are teleporting you to the ship. Please stand by.”

He closed his eyes and paused, waiting patiently. He barely felt his body sucked upward, and then blip from existence. The space where he had gone from was empty, there was nothingness. It was as though the Earth never existed, nor had its moon. He shrank as he was teleported, back to his normal size. As he blipped into the small room of the Assault Carrier he swiped a bit of dust off his arm. He stood, hands behind his back, rigid, proper, poised. A Sangheili who had completed his mission. He walked proudly toward the door, and it swung open, greeting him with one of the other soldiers.

“Sir, your mission went well?”

“Yes. The Earth is gone.”

“How did the technology work?”

“Perfectly. I shall write you a full report on my experiences. This technology, we could control the universe with it. The new era is coming, and it is ours.”

He raised a hand and clapped it on the other soldier’s shoulder, walking by him with an important air about. He had done it, and he hoped he would be recognized. He hoped he could do it again.

It was a few days later, and the soldier stood on the stage. Around him his fellow soldiers stood, straight and practiced. They watched as he stepped forward to make his speech.

“Three days ago, I was instructed to destroy the Earth. I was sent alone, with nothing but the new technology that we, the Sangheili have created. I tell you today, it works. It helped me, I grew to monstrous sizes. The Earth never stood a single chance against the mightiness that is the Sangheili. I went not for myself, but for the good of our species, of our army. I was able to crush the Earth to dust.”

He paused, glancing around at the others. Some murmured, excited about the new technology and all it had done for them so far. They silenced when he held up a hand, and he continued.

“We can rule. We can command. We can conquer. We can control. Rule. Command. Control. These are the things we must do, that we DESERVE to do. And thus I am here, to accept my promotion to General. I will command the four Corps under a strong hand, and I will train them to be the best soldiers they can be. We will learn the technology, we will hone it, experience it, master it. Together we as a race will grow...we will thrive.”

He ended his speech there, and the room erupted into shouts and applause. The excitement had grown and bubbled over, he remained calm however. He knew what was coming, and as he gripped his hands at his sides, he could feel the jitters of need erupting in his fingertips and burning up to his palms.  

The Sangheili race went on to do as he had commanded. They were unstoppable giants, ruling the planets and taking over planet by planet. They became the most feared, the most powerful, the most respected race in the Milky Way Galaxy. They crushed and destroyed those who opposed, with giant fists and feet, an invincibility that no army could touch.  

Together, the Sangheili ruled.