Updated: May 15, 2019
The day we left Earth was nothing like the days of adolescence. The seasons stopped coming about eight years ago. Four years since you could just go shopping at a grocery store. Resources were scarce and civility was all but lost. We saw it coming, we saw the signs but no one believed them. The planet was a mangled afterthought of what use to be known as Earth. The booming cities of yesteryear looked like crumbling artifacts of ancient times.
The day we left Earth we no long had a choice. We were refugees of a war torn planet with few resources left. Contact was made when the few survivors were about to give up hope. Many were living in camps doing their best to survive. A loud message enveloped the planet for the last week. Much like a school PA system for the whole planet letting us know that a rescue ship was coming to bring all survivors to a new planet for relocation before Earth would be rendered inhabitable. It played in all the languages of the world. We were told to gather in groups and fly a white flag with a red x over our location. The ship would make three passes around the planet before leaving.
A ship was coming for us and if we didn't get on it now we would become another victim of the global war that had broken out a decade ago. We didn't know the planet or even the galaxy we were going to but we knew it was a way out...The only way, so we boarded willingly and prayed where ever they took us was better than what we left. So here we are standing in line with the thousand other people that found their way and we wait and we pray. We pray for the Earth we knew, we pray for those we lost and we pray those who survived found their way.
The ship is huge I've never seen anything like it. From what we've been told they were able to save about 22,000 from Earth and were going to make one more orbit. After the final orbit looking for signs of life Earth will be considered an uninhabitable planet. The resources ran dry years ago. The civilizations self destructed. Few survived.
They said the last orbit will take 365 Earth days to be considered thoroughly checked then that's it the planet will be left to self destruct. It shouldn't take long with the extreme weather that has taken the planet.
Tornadoes ravaged the central United States. The coasts started eroding even faster when the cyclones started. All of the volcanos started erupting at uncontrollable rates. Tsunamis took Asia, Africa and most of Europe. What wasn't taken by natural disaster was pillaged beyond recognition.
Many of the survivors were malnourished and in desperate need of medical attention. Ailments that were considered life threatening and caused survivors to leave loved ones behind in an attempt to survive were being treated in seconds by the ship's medical team. There was so much equipment we've never seen that could work what seemed like magic on the human body.
Those who followed Syfi were giddy with glee to see everything in real life. Those ultra religious were in a state of shock and just being moved along as if there were on a conveyor belt. Then there was the rest... Very few were above 70 and those that were you couldn't tell. The children were handling it the best they could. Those still with family huddled close and those who aged well beyond their given years were excited to explore the new life they've been given. At this point most people were so thankful to have three meals a day and a bed to sleep in that there was no room for shock. They wanted to adapt and assimilate as quickly as possible. They wanted to establish new roots and now a days a year was eternity. Being able to settle into their suites for a year was a blessing.
We move through the stations they've set up to get us assimilated as quickly and efficiently as possible. They are recommending roommates to get through the adjustment but are honoring single room requests. After decontamination everyone is given undergarments, a t-shirt and a track suit to get through the process. We're told further instructions for getting a wardrobe or anything else we need is in our suites. They want to stream line the process as much as possible until we are all settled in. Everyone is given a once over by the medical staff. Those who need treatment are treated by the medical staff. As the system finds family connections through DNA they are able to reconnect survivors to loved ones who were rescued.
Everyone encountered has been professional but compassionate. They have 3,300 of us to process today and they seem to really be trying to make this as easy as possible on the survivors. After medical we are given an implant in our hands that allows us to scan any door, operate the generating machines and pretty much everything else we use to use cellphones for. We are given a tablet they designed to walk us through the integrations. The first thing it is programmed to do is to lead us to our individual suites.
Feeling like we're in a real life version of pacman everyone starts to make their way through the corridors. We're told the generator in each suit can make anything we need. Families are given suites that houses the entire family. Slowly everyone gets their tablet and finds their suite. Meeting their new roommates when applicable.
The tablet called Zonya walks us through using the generator. After studying our civilization they decided a tablet would be the easiest way to transition us into the world on a galactic level. In some way we were quite far behind on technology but the few advancements we did have made it easy for them to create a machine we would understand. The tablet was set up similar to an earth tablet yet without the restrictions of battery life, wifi, ads or any other nonsense from the digital earth period.
To find clothes they searched for what they were looking for and when they made a choice the item generated for them in Trixie the nickname everyone on board seemed to call the machine by. Similarly they could generate food and drink at a whim. They seem to have most earth staples and millions of items the people of earth had never heard of.
This ship, called The Savior, we would come to learn is a rescue ship and many of the people were rescued themselves. By time they make it to the planet they were meant to settle on they've made friends and sometimes families . They end up wanting to continue the mission to rescue the next planet. With a ship of this size adding a few thousand people was nothing. There were over 9 million suites available alone and the ability to expand was easier than Earth people would ever believe.
As a planet is saved they are given a section of the spaceship to settle in. Some people move for various reasons to other areas. For now being the newest kids on the block the Earthlings primarily resided in section E9, The New Earth wing.
The tablets provided an interactive map to get everyone where ever they needed to go. Right now that was the big intergalactic conference room. The conference room looked like ten united nations rooms put together. It was huge with screens everywhere to help people see who was speaking.
We were welcomed and introduced to numerous important figures. The rules and laws were explained and some of the ships routines were explained. During intake they had asked everyone about their skills, interests and previous jobs. We found out this information was used to match each newcomer with a fellow being that had similar interests and jobs. Everyone did their part to help keep the ship running. With millions of people there was no lack of help and things seemed to just operate smoothly. There was a security fleet and a command brigade to operate the ship that we were introduced to. There was a lot we would come to learn of the ship but they wanted us to just get use to the eb and flow before overloading us. Many Earthlings were still in a bit of a state of shock taking in all the beings present. Most had noticed a few different beings on their way to the suites but now in this great room all the different beings were present and many Earthlings were suddenly realizing just how small their galactic view was and how narrow minded Earth had been. Those who believed in other beings were often chastised and yet here we are in a room of easily a thousand different beings. The look of shock was eminent on the Earthlings, part of why I think this meet was kept short and sweet.
Our Zonyas were programmed to help each person learn the ship at a rate that was appropriate for them. The program learned from its owners interests and helped offer activities based on their interests. The children were evaluated and put into classes with additional 'welcome to the galaxy' classes where they will be caught up on what all the other children grew up being taught. Earth history is such a small portion of galactic history that there was a lot to catch up on.
The first few weeks went quickly with everyone adjusting well for the most part. An Amish family seems to be having the most trouble coming to terms with what is happening. They haven't left their suites since the initial intake and had to be brought to their suites by the most human looking security officer since they refuse to use their Zonya. The Earthlings who were counselors on Earth have been asked to try and help them assimilate but progress is slow. Many of the people of Earth have taken turns going to their suite and generating food for them. The children seem to be watching trying to learn but the parents are hesitant. They were found on a farm in New York by chance on the last pass over. It took having an officer who had a natural glow to them convince the family he was god and was tying to save them. They've been in shock since. They ended up bringing their horse and carriage, cow and butter churner with them.
No one really knows what to do with the family at this point or the horse.. Or the group of tribes people rescued from the Amazon. Their first interaction with an advanced species is an Alien Spaceship trying to save them. No one is having much luck with the language barrier but thankfully they have adapted quickly to the generator and with an Earworm and some reprogramming we were eventually able to effectively communicate. Many of them were recruited to the nutrition division. Turns out they have superior soil knowledge.
Earworm - An implanted device in ones ear that allows translation of any language automatically as if you spoke it nativly.
Announcements over the speaker lets us know a group of approx 2,000 was spotted in some salt caves in Minnesota. Their system is designed to recognize any changes since their last pass over. It then runs the differences in the images against natural disaster activity to see what changes are signs of life. Passing over Manhattan there is a new sign in a window. They find a group of about 300 that had been living in an abandoned skyscraper. A second group of about 1,000 that were living in the underground tunnels and a third group of 856 found just outside the city. Several stops were made on the way to Minnesota and the newcomers started the process. At this point several nurses and medical personal started helping out with the intake process so there were more earthlings greeting them. By the end of the day it was a good day and another 8,000 people were recovered from The Americas.
The process repeated everyday as new people were found and rescued. The Amish family struggled thankfully there were enough Earthlings to keep them from total melt down though some days were harder than others. They insisted their horse Yohaun, the buggy and cow their named Betty stay in their suites with them. Modern plumbing is still lost on them. Thankfully we have managed to program the toilet to open when they lift the seat much like an outhouse would appear to them. It's been a tough transition for a few but then there are others who are thriving. A few once troublesome teens are now finding a purpose, taking classes and learning about career opportunities. On a ship like this there was a place for everyone and the technology to help you find your way to it.
Suddenly alarms start going off everywhere and the captain comes over the speaker "code red Bloodeye approaching." Everyone started panicking as no one knows what that meant. Suddenly a 7 year old from Canada spoke up "A Bloodeye is a pirate ship that scavenges abandoned planets for anything of value left on them including people to use for labor" he was of course reading from Zonya and the only one smart enough to look it up. The group of earthlings that had gathered in the E9 common space then started throwing out their theories getting each other riled up.
Eventually the second in command security officer came to explain to the earthlings what was happening. They were alerted to an incident in E9 when the Amish family tried to drive their buggy through the door in an attempt to escape when the alarms started going off.
The Captain had radioed the union and back up was coming. Bloodeyes are suppose to keep their distance from rescue ships evacuating planets but this one seems to think it doesn't need to follow the rules. The captain is currently trying to maintain control of the situation well we wait for back up from the union fleet in the next galaxy. We are told to stay put and keep everyone calm well they handle this. No one in this sector has been here long enough to be more than a hindrance at this point. Some of those that were working have returned a bit shook having been dismissed with little information as essential crew started preparing the ship for lock down. A few maintained their posts as they seemed to already be acclimating to this new way of living and found a way to be useful.
Warning shots were fired when the Bloodeye tried to enter earth's atmosphere. The first union ship is 3.5 minutes out. The Bloodeye isn't backing down but it hasn't fired back yet. We are all at a stand still waiting for updates.
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"The day we left Earth"
The day we left Earth was nothing like the days of adolescence. The seasons stopped coming about eight years ago. Four years since you could just go shopping at a grocery store. We saw it coming, We saw the signs but no one believed them. The day we left Earth we no long had a choice we were refugees of a war torn planet with few resources left. Contact was made when the few survivors were about to give up hope. A ship was coming for us and if we didn't get on it now we would become another victim of the global wars. We didn't know the planet or even the galaxy but we knew it was a way out. The only way, so we boarded willingly and prayed where ever they took us was better than what we left. So here we are standing in the line with the thousand other people that found their way and we wait and we pray. We pray for the Earth we knew, we pray for those we lost and we pray those who survived found their way.