The Day of Mockingbird

Year 3042 Twenty years after WWIII : Last Human Outpost INVASION ALERT!!! ACERS IN MOTION: EVACUATE CITY IMMEDIATELY City lost. ACERS captured Royal family. Capital destroyed. All is lost. - General Nakimoto Sohan Last transmission from Head Quarters The courtyard was covered in mist. Once proud towers that stood tall warding off enemies, unprepared for an attack from the stars, now in ruins, shadows of a great human reign, bathed three figures in darkness. A small girl, doll-like in appearance a haunting smile on her face, faced off against two trained assassins, rods of pure energy extended from their gloved hands as if they had been born with them in their grasp, which was very close to the truth. A soft humming came from the unarmed girl, a lullaby much like a cooing sang to crying children. The girl's haunting voice grew louder, verses clawing from the very depths of Hell. "Hush little baby don't you cry, Daddy's gonna poke mommy in th' eye. Hush little baby don't you fret,  Daddy's gonna get mommy hit. Hush little baby don't you scream, Daddy's gonna fill mommy up w'th cream. Hush little baby don't you lie,  Daddy's gonna make mommy cry. Hush little baby don't you leave, Daddy's gonna make mommy scream. Hush little baby don't you sigh,  Daddy's gonna make mommy die." Her song grew in volume...louder and louder still. By the last verse, her opponents had ended their torturous death throes, their blood curdling screams silenced, and lay motionless on the ground, their eyes glazed over and white with horror. Another figure emerged from behind one of the demolished towers.  "Must you always kill them BEFORE asking questions?" said a young looking boy. "They were trying to kill me! It was in self-defense. I couldn't let them kill you too. What would be my benefit in that?" the girl responded. "You're immortal, my love. You wouldn't have died...neither would have I but I digress." She pouted, "You're no fun." "I am. I just tend to spoil it when you decide to get a little too trigger happy." He said. "Well...it's no fun when I can't even kill a few pests. But I can't stay mad at you. I love you too much." She proclaimed skipping over to him and throwing her arms around his neck. "As I love you my sweet. Shall we go check on those mortals of yours?" He asked as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "Sounds like fun. Let's go!" she squealed. They disappeared leaving only a swirling column of mist and two contorted bodies in the courtyard.