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Chapter 1 - PROLOGUE

Mankind's desire to venture beyond earth and curiosity of what lies in the universe was the beginning of it all. Beginning of the death, the destruction that ensued.

Underneath that noble and harmless thought of curiosity was greed that we humans always had. Like done before, the sequence was to explore ,conquer and exploit for our own benefits.

Who knew the hunter would become the hunted?

The International space research and statistics[ISRS] had a discovery of beautiful planet, with a large percent of water on it's surface and with air that could support life .It was basically a replica of earth. They watched it for years and then finally sent a scouting party. The party never returned...

Years later a hoard of space ships approached earth... we had led them here. The beings were stronger and faster than us, their skins invincible to our bullets and ammunition. Their weapons powered by the same metal ore that made their ships invincible to missiles.

The war was brutal and mankind lost heavily with the population cut to a quarter of what it was. Many died, more were shipped back to the aliens' planet. And then all of a sudden they left albeit leaving as helpless and with their secret weapon...the metal ore that powered their machines, terracite. They wanted to give us a chance when they came back, so they left a little bit of it.

Our scientists were able to understand its properties and replicate it, though it wasn't as strong as the original. With it we were able in time to develop faster and our technology grew rapidly. And then one day something incredulous happened, certain people happened to one day have capabilities beyond that of a normal human. Some could suddenly fly, others shoot fire balls at will, things that only existed in a fictious world. It was discovered that it was the doing of the terracite ore, a gift from our oppressors as a pitiful gesture to us weak humans. A fighting chance to even out the playing field...or was it?

The abilities could be passed down genetically only at first, but it was also in due time could be extracted and given to anyone. Abilities became the new superpower and superceeded the idea of money. The more powerful one was the more status he carried. Of course one could buy the ability itself so money still carried it importance.

The world leaders in preparation for the incoming invasion decided it was best to train young fledglings to master their powers and aid the military. This the beginning of the story hundreds of years since the Mamitides first came from Mamitidia.

The war is soon upon us. Humanity brace yourselves.