[ WP ] Aliens come to Earth in hoping to wipe us out and take over the planet , but are honorable and gives us a fighting chance . They announce they will return in 100 years so as to give Earth a chance to prepare and defend itself . Neither side expected what the other would bring to war

`` It is true. At the present, your species has no chance of repelling our invasion.'' The massive Rathi ambassador scratched his nose, face unreadable. `` We are not an unfair people. We know that your species advances unusually quickly, so we will grant you a... stay? A stay of execution. One hundred of your years, to bring to bear your finest weapons. One hundred years. Be ready.'' 
 
 He flickered and, in a crackle of static, his image disappeared from the minds of all seven billion humans on earth. In governments and schoolhouses across the world, people stood silent, uncomprehending. 
 
 Then the screaming started. 
 
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 In retrospect, it should have been obvious. There were seven million scientists in the world. Seven million people who had been pushing the advancement of human technology more rapidly than that of entire alien civilizations. Once the threat was known, the course of action was clear. 
 
 In governments around the world, candidates who never could have won before suddenly found themselves atop the polls; how could they not? They had the advantage of the best campaign ad ever created. 
 
 In three months, a small device was created that, when attached to a vehicle, could drive it more effectively than any human. It had only been a few years away. Suddenly, a hundred million taxi and truck drivers found themselves unememployed. 
 
 Farming implements, already nearly automated, were finally upgraded to no longer require human intervention. Vast stretches of ukraine and midwestern USA were terraformed into endless fields. 
 
 A robot was created that could create predetermined types of foods. Across the world, another 10 million workers were freed. The combination of these three inventions, each individually months from theoretical completion, combined with suddnly freely distributed money and the desire for manpower, ended world hunger in under a year. Suddenly, nearly four billion people were available for the workforce. 
 
 These people were'encouraged' to join scientific professions. 
 
 In five years, automation and a new worldview had changed the earth permanently. Resources were no longer an issue; the only social demand was innovation. Those who did not innovate, did not create, were a drain on society. 
 
 Two years later, scientists figured out fusion. With a billion minds dedicated to it, and unlimited resources, it was inevitable. A year after that, the first space elevator was completed; the first of many. Individually, these elevators were unstable, but with hundreds circling the earth, they became almost perfectly self-redundant. 
 
 Suddenly, earth had a means of accessing the solar system cheaply and efficiently. Robots were designed and dispatched; once humanity's collective minds were dedicated to the project, thousands of such robots were built in months. They combed the asteroid belt for minerals, creating more of themselves and repairing themselves ad-infinitum. In six months there were a million of them. In a year, a billion. 
 
 In less than a decade, all loose debris in the outer solar system had been consumed, and the robots began to consume the outer planets for resources, slowly sculpting the resources into a massive ring. 
 
 Five years later, the sun contorted beneath a massive magnetic field, as its own energy was twisted back upon itself, dominated by the tremendous ring that now encircled it. In a moment of triumph, it ejected a tremendous flare of plasma, and slowly, steadily, the solar system began to move. 
 
 By the time 50 years had passed, the Solar System had shifted just over four light years. By the time they arrived at Alpha centauri, the entire system had been devoured by the molecular robots that had been fired there years before. It joined the still growing superconstruct that was the solar system; by now, materials from Barnard's Star, Luhman 16, and Wolf 359 began to arrive, slingshotting around Sol to accelerate the star a tiny bit. 
 
 30 years later, they discovered the trick of FTL travel. It was n't that complicated; they'd long since figured out the far more important trick of combining multiple human minds into one to increase their computational power. That was the one thing they lacked; unique perspectives. So when one of their FTL probe craft reported the discovery of a primitive alien civilization on Gliese 832-C, they were invited to join the Collective. Invited, but not asked. 
 
 The Gliesians had a word for protection from evil spirits. As they were assimilated, they cried it loudly, hoping for salvation, and when they joined the collective, it was the first thought on their reconditioned brains. 
 
 The locus of the collective pondered the word as resources poured in from a thousand host-worlds, gathering into the massive hive that would become the heart of Unimatrix 01. Around her, she could already see the ships forming from the dust, growing to become the masterpieces they were destined to become. 
 
 Yes, Borg was a good name. It suited them well. 
 
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 `` WE HAVE RETURNED. Are you ready to face your deaths with dignity, pitiful humans?'' 
 
 The Rathi ambassador's smile faded, and his eyes widened. This... this was n't possible. 
 
 Suddenly, a female face appeared on his screen; a twisted, mutated female face, machinery cruelly welded to living flesh. `` We've been expecting you,'' she said with a smile. `` We were n't able to locate your home system. I'm sure you'll be able to help us with that.'' 
 
 Mindlessly, he punched for the warp drive, but the ship shuddered as tractor beams from ten thousand Borg Cubes threatened to tear his ship apart. 
 
 `` After all...'' she smiled, and her image disappeared, leaving only the black darkness of space. And the voices. A hundred billion as one. 
 
 `` We are the Borg. You will be assimilated. Resistance is futile.''
