Celestial Vikings

Skyline

The celestial is full of many wonders, lightings, supernovas, black holes, galaxies, they dwarf any scenery of any aesthetic value of any kind on the planet, what then were they looking for on a lone lush green globe that completes its cycle in twenty four moderated hours. The old Vikings ventured out from their homeland not due to overpopulation, but the earliest Vikings were looking for riches, not land, they preyed on merchant ships in the Baltic Sea and expand their fortune-seeking activities into the North Sea and beyond. They came in a giant mother ship that entered through the night-side and docked the orbit. The radio signal telescopes sightings reported an approaching meteor orphaned piece of another world or maybe the sighting were clouded in classified data no one could tell and or the ship was obscured from been sighted by calculated technology unknown to the inhabitants of the planet in view, that remains a mystery to be solved..  CHICAGO 9:00 A.M DECEMBER 2 2029 just like in A.D. 793, when they launch an attack on the Lindisfarne monastery off the coast of Northumberland in northeastern England marked the beginning of the Viking Age, this morning Manhattan Skyline was more serene, the galaxy spreads out like a blanket, the Earth in bliss, dot the spread in the middle like a suspended pendulum in a physics class, clusters of Celestial debris and the form of multiple International Space Stations and rockets fuel stations orbits around the sphere, tens of satellites rolling round and round excited with messages and data replying through the invisible path-lines. The planet rocketry system was busy hurling payloads to and fro the planet and other surrounding planets, One human error may have been responsible for the clandestine rendezvous, but going two hours into the day the discreet secret service super detectors picked the first scary glimpse of the mother ship. Thousands of years searching ended on a soprano note. Happy, Sad, The ready mood cannot be ascertained, not immediately, mixed feelings? The radio channels became hyperactive, never before in the history of mankind was the network as clogged.

Manhattan woke up in usual utter bliss ready for the day. The supersonic noise consist of mobile honks, ringing cell phones, mothers brawls, couples arguments and the political argument of who will win the polls. The street was extremely busy as people hastily speed off to their offices, school children cross the zebra down some road to a school, then it all start... In an instant a rotunda object begins to cover the young morning Sun. The peaceful serenity changes in an instant to serenity of cluster terror. What can that be?

The crowd baffles, commotion, cursing, Cars put on the brakes SCREECHS and HUMMS speeding out of parking spaces. Pockets of crowd gathering on all the streets they were gaping upwards at the awesome appearance, an eclipse?

Clusters of crowd become one as the size of the eclipse imperceptibility increase rapidly; many of the self-smart ones try to assure any ready listener the likely meaning of such a strange sight.

A grown up man in suit on one of the street breaks the silence on his street, slowly recovering from the shock, he stood agape looks upward and slowly points to the sky.

"My gawed..."

Beside him a pretty young woman pulls on his sleeve, apparently they don't know each other but the gradually upcoming euphoria invisibly united the crowd against the in coming intruder.

"Goodness me."

The man eyes traces his ruffled cloth to look at the culprit eyeball to eyeball, she was nodding like a rain soaked African lizard.

"It's an eclipse"

"A total eclipse" swallowing as the object creeps out of the light.

"No it's the end of the world."

The skyline blacks out as the object moves to cover the sun blazing rays. Automobiles navigate the street with headlights on.

Mobile phones become handy for the population on the street before the streetlight and neon signs automatically take over; offering laser beams that crisscross the street, bringing partial illumination, in the night sky several comet showers across.

Marc and Cordelia were amidst the children that cross the zebra that morning on their way to school, it was a beautiful Monday morning, for Marc this weekend was rather short, his family changed apartment, a lot of stuff went into the bin, but he was able to rescue his cute teddy and a long lost game hidden in the basement. That game brought many nightmare, the reason it eventually made it into the junk, but everyone forgot about the game or his fears for night, they were excited about their new home. His dad was a burly man in his late thirties very strong, he had always rescue him from the blazing complexioned monster that plague his room, and today he made up his mind to tell Cordelia about it.

A myriad winged creature flutter across the sky.

One of them sighting Marc and points the feather to him.

In a moment they were all after him.

He runs through the forest nearly running smack into a tree.

He glances back one last time before pushing through the twigs as he stumbles to the dark ground.

Several of the creatures fly by not noticing him.

They showed their long carnivorous teeth and blasting his face with wind from their wings.

He stands again turned around and run through the forest ditches.

His cloth tears in several places and the broken skin show stains of red patches on the fabric.

Luckily, he sees a big edge, a small opening and crawls towards it to exit the forest.

Suddenly a big hand from the sky reaches cupping him on to the floor of the forest.

The big hands was shaking him vigorously and he awoke in his Dad's hands while mum look down on him, she used the damp blanket on his forehead and give him some water to drink. He ended up tucked between both of them in bed till morning.

 Maybe Cordelia will  help him keep the game. She is a nice girl and he liked her, she could be his little sister.

"I will ask mummy today if she can come over for tea the next day after school"

"My mum makes the best shortcake in the world" He had always brags in the midst of his friends when they nibble on the stuff from his rucksack..