[ 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

The Ksh-Nuhur ’ s communications ceased. 
 Their ships disappeared just beyond the solar system and would not return for one hundred years. 
 
 Everything changed for humanity. Political disagreements ceased. Bigotry, economic infighting, and earthbound warfare ended overnight. After thirty years Earth culture flourished as those who were not immediately relevant to the war preparation effort were encouraged to remind the people of every land why. Why to fight, why to labor for generations, why to strive to survive. Many more years passed for some quickly and for others so very slowly. 
 
 Immortal minds guided the development of vast projects. Mars, Jupiter and Mercury were colonized and made to serve the will of humanity. Saturn ’ s rings were dismantled over ten years, mined for their resources. Artificial Intelligences grew and evolved, with each iteration came insights into humanity ’ s weaknesses. 
 
 The time came when the Ksh-Nuhur returned and humanity ’ s steely eyes, cold with years of toil and obsessive labor, saw their enemy. 
 
 In fact they hand known for nearly three months, the time it took the Ksh-Nuhur ’ s ships to reach the first line of defense. Sector 5, a civilization of intelligent spherical drone beings. At the command they moved in advanced algorithmic formations so fast and so densely that entire vector perspectives of beyond the solar system were obscured. Their genocide took sixteen weeks. Yet the Ksh-Nuhur fleet pressed on. 
 
 Sector 4, a gaseous field of nano-machines moved to the remaining but substantial fleet and began to devour it. The sound was chilling, played in every construction facility, cultural center and dwelling in the United Earth Civilization. Violet clouds of weapons fire erupted on the third day while the glowing hulls of Ksh-Nuhur ships tumbled into one another in a desperate retreat. On the fourth day, the Ksh-Nuhur deployed a wide and deafening sonic field, disabling the field like a broom swishing away winter dust on a spring day. 
 
 The Ksh-Nuhur fleet, impossible to count had dwindled significantly. Humanity rejoiced when the first reports came in. Ancient Rome would have stood aghast at the bacchanal like celebrations occurring amongst untold billions of humans, clones, netbeings and synthetics alike. 
 
 A single ship, long and icy white cautiously moved out of the debris field. It signaled the nearest UEC satellite. 
 A stunned communications netbeing vocalized the transmission: 
 “ Beings of this region, the mighty Ksh-Nuhur has laid claim to this region recently. You have settled in our claimed lands and have dishonored us. The previous occupants were our right to conquer. Reply. ” 
 
 The calm voice of Gen. Tram Feyd said to her communications officer “ Tell them we are those beings. ” 
 Moments after confirmed receipt the Ksh-Nuhur fleet began its advance. 
 When it was within range of the defense grid at Sector 3, Gen. Tram ordered “ Respond at quarter measure, no need to be hasty. ” 
 A complex series of lengthy ships, piloted by transhuman pilots who had trained for nearly thirty years left the cold home of their battleships. Soundlessly they engaged their respective targets. 
 Losses were significant on both sides. Entire generations of pilots sang back to their friends and family, to those that inspired them and nurtured their souls during the years of training. The singers became a choir. The people of Jupiter saw their skies criss crossed with lights and explosions. The billions of free peoples of Jupiter wept. 
 “ Go ahead and spring the trap commander. ” Gen. Tram said after she assessed these loss reports. 
 A series of interlocking triangular grids connected behind the Ksh-Nuhur fleet. Smaller ships could safely pass through the system of heated beams but its main component, massive hexi-formed and elongated ships were not going anywhere. 
 “ Let the hungry ones out now commander. ” Gen. Tram said before sipping her coffee, unblinking. 
 In the time to come, people would call this battle “ Breaking the Götterdämerung ”. The Ksh-Nuhur fleet was annihilated. Enemy forces ceased hostilities and accepted terms for unconditional surrender within hours. 
 The Ksh-Nuhur before the eyes of humanity was as mysterious and quixotic as a sphinx. A large stone like container held the opal colored being in amber liquid. It moved with grace up and down before it spoke. 
 “ Beings of this region, I am Krey-usk, the last remaining leader of the fleet of ships that engaged you in honorable combat. The remaining Ksh-Nuhur forces surrender. ” And then minutes of silence. 
 
 General Tram leaned over to Shambe Conrad, leader of the peoples of Mars and chief political representative and said wryly “ Pity they didn ’ t make it to Sector 2, I love a good show. ” 

