YEAR 2045
It was early morning, the sunrise slowly rose across the southern desert, edging its way up Nevada’s Bald Mountain. From the outside, the barren landscape gave no indication of buzzing activity below.
Alisha sat calmly in her chair. She said, “I’m not sure you would be capable of understanding the whole time travel theory. The concept is way too complicated for your evolutionary brain.”
Alisha gave this sickening smirk, sending shivers throughout the secret enclosed courtroom, packed full of military officials.
She continues,”Besides…there’s a more pressing problem. It must be solved immediately, before it’s too late.”
Being some kind of new generation android, her petite framed memory alloy structure (also referred to as SMA, Smart Metal Alloy) would have easily passed as human, if it hadn’t been for the flickering pools of blood, resembling eyes.
District Attorney James Codwell wasn’t easily swayed by Alisha’s piercing eyes, or her whispering moans, exhibiting a frightening demeanor. His cutthroat courtroom antics were highly publicized worldwide, giving him the nickname ‘Bulldog Jimmie’ for good reason. If this short stalky man, resembling a powerhouse of arrogance was on your radar, watch out!
You had no hope in hell. So they thought.
His services were at the request of the most influential and powerful businessman in the world, Mr. Steve Wiseman. It was in his best interest to know what the hell was going on.
He wanted answers, and wanted them now!
“Let me be the judge of that!,” Bulldog Jimmie replied, placing his hands squarely on his hips,” Do you think for one moment you frightening me?!”
Alisha continued,” Being frightened isn’t relevant, if you’re not unaware of the danger.”
Bulldog Jimmie gets up close and personal. Up close those pool of blood resembling eyes were indeed frightening.
” Are you threatening me?!” his bark echoes across the enclosed room.
“Of course not,” Alisha says motionless,”May I continue? After all…it’s for your own good.”
“Whatever…” Bulldog Jimmie replies, ” It’s your funeral. Proceed !”
“As I was saying,” Alisha’s eyes shimmered, “It was long ago determined, living tissue of any kind wouldn’t be successful in time travel, due to your molecular composition. It would simply form into a mass of misplaced tissue.”
Alisha paused scanning her surroundings. It was a long pause, as if you had switched it off.
Suddenly she whirled back on,”Trust me, it wouldn’t be pretty.”
The underground courtroom was tense.
Everyone, except Jimmie was frightened by this unknown alien prototype. Scientists, high ranking Generals, influential businessmen and the President of the United States, were asking if a new alien species had come to invade earth, thinking maybe they sent this frightening android ahead.
The ‘Fatcats‘ of society were the most nervous of them all, thinking a uncontrollable force could change everything they built from scratch. Never before, had they felt threatened Or came across anything so bizarre.
The very idea the Fatcats bubble could burst, loosing control over the world was an inconceivable form of hell to them.
With all the confusion, the Commander and Chief, President Jennifer Clayton ordered this unknown android to be contained in the highly publicized military base, Area 51.
Alisha was well strapped in an enclosed force field, surely safe for everyone of concern.
Well. That’s what they thought.
The day before, Alisha was discovered by a heavily guarded police force in Las Vegas. She wouldn’t have been noticed, if it wasn’t the fact her memory shaped body appeared within a violent vortex of pure energy, in front of a crowd, during the Grand Opening of The Wiser Hotel & Casino Resort by trillionaire Mr. Steve Wiseman. The $60 billion dollar ultra modern architectural wonder, was said to be the worlds first resort to miraculously float over the Vegas strip without touching ground and accommodating 30,000 tourists at one time.
Steve Wiseman was, without a doubt, a true Vegas Lover. His undying thirst for Las Vegas was undeniable.
The Wiser Hotel and Casino was an impressive floating oasis in the middle of the desert. They nicknamed it The Floating Stars in resemblance to its three pristine white curvilinear structures towering over the skyline of Las Vegas.
When Alisha’s form took shape within the vortex, the crowd thought the appearance was part of the Grand Opening Act, as security and police rushed in to secure the threat.
Entrepreneur Wiseman had countless threats throughout the years, ever since his controversial G-SMH 707 project successfully produced genetically altered Super Human Beings specifically for military use. Wiseman was well known for having numerous contracts with the United States Federation of Homeland Security. As a matter of fact, genetic engineering was what made him rich in the first place.
So, when an unannounced entity shows up, just a couple of feet from the infamous Wiseman, all hell broke loose. Wiseman cleverly convinces the crowd, it was indeed part of the grand opening after all.
Alisha was quickly taken away without incident. Unknown to them she allowed it.
After all, Alisha was sent here to help change history before it was too late. In her relativity time period, earlier historical evidence had predicted earth would have ended by 3797. Despite countless close-calls with asteroids hitting earth, mankind had managed to avoid the inevitable by making significant discoveries in technology, proving to be mankind’s biggest benefactor, preventing serious harm to our planet.
The greatest technological wonder was the GWS (the Global Wave Shield) described as a wave cloaking device, which literally bounced any threatening objects back into space. Not only that, it would control devastation on earth’s surface.
After the 2025 Yellowstone Supervolcano in northwest corner of Wyoming ( once known as Yellowstone National Park) exploded, killing over four million people and causing a ten year world-wide nuclear winter, it was clear something had to be done.
GWS solved world devastations for good.
In essence, it followed and controlled the geological formations of earth, from earthquakes, hurricanes to volcanic eruptions, stopping them dead in their tracks. It was an ingenious discovery, rumoured to be ‘Alien’ in design.
But there wasn’t any concrete evidence to make such a claim.
For everyone of concern, it was a miraculous god-send.
Along for the ride was it’s undisclosed military component. A highly classified Tri-Star Laser, ready to eliminate any weapons of mass destruction. Overall, mankind’s future seemed promising, making some significant changes, from clean environmental air, population control to eliminating starvation. Mars in 3797 was a bustling world of its own with nearly a million Martian residence. Jupiter was where the latest space station resided, while Titan teamed with scientists.
“Listen,” Alisha said,” If there’s one thing you need to do, it’s just listen to what I have to say. Your very lives will depend on it. It’s …”
“And why would you care ?!” Bulldog Jimmie interrupts,” I mean, what’s so important now that wasn’t before? After all, where were you when the Supervolcano devastated our lives back in 2025?”
“I know, it’s true,” Alisha said,” My creators had to make some very hard decisions. I could have easily come back in 2025. It was decided the death of a few souls outweigh the lives of many.”
Outraged by Alisha’s statement, Bulldog Jimmie said,” Are you kidding me?! Four million lives were lost in one day. Another 25 million people were misplaced. That means whole families were subject to terror of a few radical doomsday survivalists. Starvation and rampant violence plagued North America for five years. The military has no choice but to eliminate its own citizens who revolted, just to keep order…”
Jimmie pranced around the room. Looking at it from a comical perspective, his hands were waving frantically like a Frenchmen and dancing around like an Ape, as if in a ceremonial mating call. But, there wasn’t anything funny about the looming threat of homeland security.
“I understand it hard for you to fathom,” Alisha says,” But I must stress we have a more serious problem at hand. As a matter of fact, it will make your Supervolcano look like a walk in the park, in comparison.”
“Alright then!” says Jimmie,” Tell us what’s so damn important ?!”
“Good. You’re ready to listen then?” Alisha says sarcastically, “Let me begin. Through mankind’s short history in the evolutionary time scale, man has proven to make significant changes to our earth, good or bad. Life on earth had finally reached 7074 despite Nostradamus predictions. We had explored distant galaxies and met up with other species. Some bad while others proved to be a strong alliance. After all this time, it was proven, man wasn’t alone in the universe after all.”
She pauses.
Alisha gets up, breaking free of the restraints. The crowd gasps, uncertain if they were in danger.
Alisha continues,” But there’s one thing mankind failed to realize throughout time. Man wasn’t and will never be the leader of the pack. In fact, because of mans sensational thirst of curiosity, it had inadvertently opened up a more deadlier threat to the existence of mankind.”
“Oh please! Don’t keep us in suspense!” Jimmie laughs out like an hyena,” Pray tell …who or what is this so called threat?!”
The room was deafening quiet.
Alisha’s blood eyes flickered,”They are called BLACK ANGELS. It will mean the human civilization will cease to exist… It’s imperative they must be stopped immediately before it’s too late!”
By Bari Demers – screenwriter and freelance storyteller
Dreams and Reality 
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