[ WP ] Earth becomes the battleground for two warring alien races , both of which claim to be humanity 's `` protectors ''

“ And that is why we live underground now child, a mere shell of whom 
 we used to be. ” 
 
 “ Tell it again father, please. ” 
 
 “ Nay, not tonight child… sleep now. ” 
 
 Argo left the hole quietly and moved to the bigger hole which served as the make shift kitchen. Sitting down at the table mat, he sighed and remembered the end of mankind. 
 
 He had n't been there at the battle, but he had watched it all on the monitors and it was an incredible sight. Both tribes, or so we had grown to call them, had come from the skies, they were not natives of this planet, yet they both claimed to protect it. 
 
 It had started with the champion of each tribe meeting face to face within the very depths of the Nevada desert. They had assured that if humanity stayed well clear of the surface they would not be hurt. The government had engineered floating eyes, which relayed what it was seeing down to the pits, where we had been forced to reside; a marvel of engineering. 
 
 The humanoid champion stepped forward, he had red hair down to his lower back and a sword attached to his hip. He looked rather human despite for his face which was covered in what appeared to be teeth. Their entire tribe were incredible muscular and showed no traces of weakness. The other champion was tall and thin, no hair to be seen and a very pale skin colour, he reminded Argo of a skyscraper, tall, thin and immovable. 
 
 The humanoid tribe slowly gained the name of Canines and they had become the favourite to win amongst the youngsters. The other tribe had been given the moniker of “ The Pales ”. 
 
 The battle of the champions was ferocious and the eye cams could barely keep up, both tribes possessing supernatural speed and ferocity. The pale blocked each sword swipe with his fist, his skin seeming to be almost indestructible. At points it seemed as if they were flying for they stayed up in the air so long… always returning though. 
 
 The Canine was incredible vicious and rapid, his blows coming fast and hard, but the pale possessed an almost gracefulness about it, it danced around each swipe and stab and never failed to be one step behind. It seemed to Argo that the Canine soon realised this and changed his approach, he stopped attacking and let The Pale come to him. This was when it happened. 
 
 A blinding flash and the eye cam went dead. All eye cams went dead. 
 
 It ’ s been ten years now and no one has to come to rescue us. The leader of our group believes the war still rages one and refuses to open the door. So here we remain; residents of Vault 101. No one has come to rescue us and we ’ re too afraid to leave. 

