Earth as we know it is visited by alien life . Upon the landing , a human emerges and says , `` Your species and mine are one in the same . Now it is time to bring you back to the Empire '' . [ WP ]

`` Your species and mine are one in the same,'' said the man from the sky, who wore red and black uniform, and went armed with a fancy gun. `` Now it's time to bring you back into the fold.'' 
 
 `` I...'' Anders said, and stopped himself short. He kept his old bolt-action rifle pointed at the visitor, though. `` Who are you?'' the rough young man asked. `` Where did you come from? Are you a God?'' 
 
 The visitor smirked at the Frontier boy. `` Hell no,'' he said. `` I'm no God. At least, not in the way you know it.'' The visitor took a sweeping bow, introducing himself, `` I am just a man, of the race of Man. And it's my plan to restore you and ones like you to the greater galaxy, for a most ignoble purpose.'' 
 
 `` I'm not sure if I --'' Anders said, but pointed his rifle at the visitor's head instead, threatening, `` If you're raiders or pirates, you're not getting my kind!'' 
 
 The visitor in red and black tilted his head just a bit, and said, `` You could n't stop me, anyways, young Frontier man.'' He patted his chest. `` I am of a different kind of Man, sure, but still a Man. A man protected like you've never seen before. So,'' the visitor told Anders, `` just to show, pull the trigger, my boy.'' 
 
 `` You're crazy,'' Anders said. `` That metal carriage that came from the sky is, I dunno... a relic or something!'' The Frontier boy pointed a finger up, into the star-filled skies above. `` My fathers and their fathers told me about things made of metal that whirled around the Earth, and --'' 
 
 `` This is n't Earth,'' the visitor cut Anders off. `` Earth is dead.'' 
 
 `` What?'' 
 
 `` It was called Terra,'' the visitor explained. `` That was our Earth, birthplace of humanity. Before the Reevor blew it to dust.'' He pointed a finger casually down, to the ground. `` This world you stand upon is called Skala,'' the visitor told Anders. `` It's Polish for'rock', and not the musical genre currently popular throughout the galaxy.'' 
 
 Anders reinforced the gesture of pointing his rifle at the visitor's head. `` What's a'galaxy','Terra' and that rock music thing?'' the Frontier boy demanded. 
 
 The visitor tilted his head slightly to the other side. `` Oh?'' he asked. `` Would you believe me if I told you?'' 
 
 Anders kind of laughed. `` No, not really,'' he said. `` I think you're just crazy.'' 
 
 The visitor made a'come on' gesture. `` Pull the trigger then,'' he told the Frontier boy. `` Let me either show you how powerful I am, to come from the sky, or, you --'' 
 
 Anders pulled the trigger. 
 
 The heavy rifle round deflected off something unseen around the visitor ’ s head, and whined off into the forest. 
 
 Anders worked the bolt, and shot the visitor three more times. Each rifle shot was a massive explosion in the night time silence. 
 
 “ See? ” said the visitor. “ I am no God, but Godlike powers I do have. ” He brushed off his red and black clothing. “ You believe me, now? ” 
 
 Anders stared at the visitor a moment, his mouth slightly open. 
 
 “ You ’ ll catch flies like that, ” the visitor warned. 
 
 “ Who *are* you? ” Anders finally worked his mouth to ask. 
 
 “ Just a man with a plan, ” said the visitor with a shrug. “ A great plan, actually. But not *my* plan. My Lord ’ s plan. ” 
 
 “ Who is your Lord? ” 
 
 “ Oh, ” the visitor said with a grin, “ you ’ ll meet him soon, son, and it ’ ll be the highest compliment, for a young badass such as yourself. ” 
 
 Anders lowered his rifle. “ Is that why I ’ ve been selected? ” he asked. “ Because I can kill? ” 
 
 “ Naturally, ” the visitor said. “ Because the wide world outside of this one needs a few more killers, my new young friend. And you fit the stock just right. So, ” the visitor said, “ let ’ s get you cleaned up, and some good food in your system. And, then, I ’ ll show you things that ’ ll really blow your mind, and blow the brains out of other's heads, as well… ” the visitor said with a wide, wicked grin. 

