[ WP ] Humanity is no longer Earth 's Apex Predator .

When they were found, the world rejoiced. It was confirmed - we are not alone in the universe. But what would come next, nobody could have predicted. Ten weeks after the frozen eggs were extracted from a drifting asteroid in the Kuiper Belt, they hatched, in a lab controlled environment. They were relatively harmless in birth - tiny and fragile, with dull claws and strange oval shaped heads. Scientists allowed them to grow to maturity under close observation, isolated in a chamber. Our cameras recorded them twenty four seven. The first casualty came about three months after their birth, when the largest of the creatures somehow escaped the chamber. It left only a large hole where the wall had been, and went on a rampage within the facility. Dr Jonas Ruthger, the mans name was. Impaled by its sharp claws and torn to pieces, the man stood no chance. The response task force that entered the facility to contain the incident quickly found out that the creatures have the ability to manipulate magnetic fields, not unlike telekinesis. As they rained bullets on the large predator, it simply conjured an invisible wall, shielding itself. It took two hours before they restrained it using a grenade to knock it out - gas and bullets proved useless. 
 
 A few months more and they had seemingly matured. The largest predator, dubbed Apex, had begun displaying signs of leadership and extremely high intelligence. The creatures seemed to realize they were under observation, and at that point, it took them only thirty minutes to find and destroy every single camera. Being in the dark, we immediately readied the response task force once more, armored to the teeth - but as they prepared to enter the chamber, the power grid went down, darkening the whole facility. It echoed when the doors opened, and for a minute it was completely quiet. The comms were turned off shortly after the screams began. After the fall of the facility, we lost track of them, but we never stopped searching. It took three full years for them to resurface, and they were greater in numbers, and power. Much greater. We were driven off our own planet. Our home. Every single reclaimation effort failed, every single missile detonation futile. They seemed immune to radiation, gas, everything we threw at them. We were forced to evacuate to our Mars colony, but the number of survivors were much greater than what the small, simple colony could handle. Starvation slowly settled in, and conditions worsened each day. The youngest Martians, who had been born on the planet itself, hated us. We'd brought misery to *their* home. 
 
 After a while, our whole electrical grid had been disabled and rewired, somehow. Ninety percent of our sattelites went dark. But we manged to use a select few to pin point the aliens location from orbit, taking blurry pictures. And we saw what they had been doing in our abscence. Small lights dotted the grand canyon, as well as large hives. They were building a capital, a base. And they were expanding, fast. 
 
 We soon lost contact with the few humans we had left behind when we escaped. We soon lost contact with Earth. 
 

