Entry 11

Entry 11

Whatever we are evolving into, our new abilities have enabled us to have our first victories against the alien invaders.

Departing, defeated (again!)  from the glowing orange orb - which appears to have been the great Shaidar's power source - we resumed our planetary search for answers.

At Methuselah's behest I have begun to seed Damien's food with substances to create the illusion of illness. As he turns to me for healing, the medicines I prescribe will allow me to cure or kill him as required. At the moment, nothing he has reported back to the marvellous King Errald Eccles at Vicereen will cause us any problems, but you never know.

Passing the large crashed metallic alien ship as we regained our course we found the flying eggs joined by even larger objects bedecked with spikes of all sorts. The aliens seem to be bolstering their forces.

We were again attacked by one of the giant egg automata. With no water around my previous tactic was denied. Using my newly developed telekinetic abilities, I threw Tyrann at it, and he literally tore it apart.

What are we becoming?

Investigations showed it to be inhabited by a green humanoid. Not a splice of any kind. Something truly alien. Its lungs were filled with fluid. (I am unable to determine the type with the crude resources at hand.) It has two livers. The heart is located lower down in its chest than in all other life forms on this planet. And it has no vocal chords.

Our flight took us to a town called Jusseya. This seemed to be completely empty - in a way consistent with the pattern of ships and villages being harvested of humanity we have witnessed before.

Whilst investigating the town, we were attacked a force of some dozen pig-headed aliens. Between Tyrann's strength, my mind altering abilities and Methuselah's ability to summon up a tornado (!) they were handily dispatched. I attempted to use my healing ability to re-animate one for questioning and resurrected FIVE!

What HAVE we become?

As expected these pig creatures are splices, like most races on the planet (except for humans). The wedding ring worn by one - in tandem with incongruous tattoos previously witnessed - leads me to suspect that these are recent splices. Could the invading aliens be harvesting the planets' native inhabitants and then converting them, somehow into troops for their invasion?

As we resumed our flight, the ship was rocked by the shockwave of a massive explosion and we were suffused in a orange glow. Another of Hanna's offspring was killed. (They seem  to be mightily fragile.) We witnessed the sight of a whole range of some four dozen mountains being levelled.

We are developing the powers of Demi-Gods. But we seem to be up against an opponent with the power of the Gods themselves. What hope to we have to save our planet?