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

They came from within. 
 
 June 6 2006. That was the day we met them, hidden deep under our planet for millenia. They claimed to have guided our race down from the trees shaping us, `` helping us fulfill our destiny.'' What a crock. They played nice for about a month, lulled us into a false sense of security with promises of high tech wonders and stuff. Cures for cancer, alzheimers, AIDS they were all on the way. They launched their attack globally. No one was ready. 
 
 They herded many of us into the hollow earth from which they came never to be heard from again. The rest of us were rounded up and placed into camps. Military response was almost none existent. Funny that. Especially when the guys who are supposed to be looking after us; your Obamas, your David Camerons and all the other puppet governments they'd installed were now running the camps. 
 They worked us to death. Children and the elderly did n't last long. Most of the infirm were torn apart for sport. In some ways they were the lucky ones. 
 
 Our time was spent digging fortifications for these futuristic looking AA turrets. If anyone slacked they were whipped and beaten, sometimes they were killed to set an example. At least that night we got a bit of meat in our stew. 
 
 `` You think we are terrible... Yesss? `` they would ask in their clicking, rasping tongue `` the othersss would destroy you all... We do thiss because we lovesss you.'' 
 
 We had an idea that something bad was coming. Something that could be worse but really we had no idea. 
 
 4 months. That's all the time with had to prepare. On the 4th month the sky was filled with an ear splitting shriek that continued for a long time. I still hear it now. 
 
 That's when The Others came. They swooped down from above spilling out from giant wheels in the sky. They were beasts that looked half bird of prey and half man and would tear the people below apart. 
 
 The AA guns would occasionally bring down one of the space craft. A giant fireball falling from the sky and taking out half a city. That would stop the attack for a few weeks but at a price. Every ship brought down in an urban area killed thousands. 
 
 Sometimes the sky-dwellers would pick up one of us and carry us back to their ships. As they swooped in their high pitched voices cried out in anguish about how we had `` betrayed them'' by consorting with the under-dwellers. How they would try to save all who were worthy but the rest of us were already lost and had to be destroyed. 
 
 Well here I am. Looks like I'm not worthy. I write this note before I slit my throat, on the eve of either our destruction, our salvation, our damnation or possibly all three. I write it as a record to any who with greater strength than me, pull through. And I write it for myself as a last ditch attempt at immortality on a dying planet.
