The Perennial Migration by DMKirtaime at Inkitt
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The Perennial Migration

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Summary

When a ruthless reptilian force invades Earth, humanity is driven to the brink—forced to abandon their home and flee to a fragile new existence on Mars. The Perennial Migration is a high-stakes Sci-Fi saga of invasion, survival, and the desperate fight to reclaim a future among the stars.

Status
Complete
Chapters
27
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
16+

Prologue

In 2053, the World Administration took form after the collapse of society during the global war of 2040, and caused the split of the human race. It installed a colossal network of various sized domes around the planet within a short period. Most of the materials required for the dome and inner-platform construction was to be transported to underground factories during the decade before the outbreak of the war. Unmanned covert drones carried the network parts at night. Each dome contained a platform, the smallest being for defence had five levels. Once the defence domes came into position, larger domes had to be built to contain accommodation towers, and other buildings such as hospitals and shopping malls.

A tunnel network connected the domes. Trains delivered commerce goods underground and for personal travel at Earth level. The dome shells contained a series of inter-linking blue hexagon-shaped panels which, once in place and sealed, provided outer protection against attack. One large panorama screen covered the whole inner-dome shell. These screens provided a non-stop artificial “day and night” environment, marketing advertisements and World Administration-controlled news. The prepared evacuation of the elite class communities in each country orchestrated the split within human race. In the main-stream media, a series of crisis summits provided conversation content everywhere; with high-profile coverage serving as the curtain for the otherwise unexplained movement of the members and families of the elite class. It was said that many countries had desperate need of financial rescue and supply of emergency resources. That this could be managed if citizens moved to the central locations. The sell of this story to the public was a total success.

With most citizens being relieved of personal savings to settle the invented national debt, if not taking part in riots, most scavenged for work or food. At this time, with most people weakened, the “cleansing” took place as per the scheduled secret agenda. Those citizens who conformed joined the Administration Centres and received food and accommodation. And if selected, training was available for trades, designed to improve country economy.

Those joining the Centres underwent a series of recruitment tests for various

trades and moved according to the test results. Those moved, left in the belief that others, including friends and relatives, followed – which was not the case! The identification wrist chips, implanted as part of the registration, received an update to make sure that those people could never re-enter the Centres once escorted from the premises.

Once cleansing was complete, the Administration Centres closed. After the split, the people who did not pass trade training and relocation, found themselves left behind in derelict cities and suburbs. Electrical power was available from groups of survivalists who owned solar generators. But as people fought over gaining access to generators, those survivalists moved away; out into the wilderness. For many who stayed behind, the wilderness came to them as wild animals and others beings no longer feared the dominance and havoc of mankind.

As soon as the World Administration erected the domes and the inner-platforms, a large settlement grew around the outer perimeter of the network. These people lived off of and traded with the refuse dumped from dome residents. The refuse disposal unit ejected white plastic cocoons through a tube one metre in diameter. The cocoons being lightweight and designed to be collected by strong winds or the 'old breed' (network residents being the newer breed). At first, the cocoons got plundered upon exit from the disposal tubes, which lead to a foul stench returning to the inner-dome. Later a cocoon unlocked once it passed a distance of one kilometre outside any dome.

The non-chevron trade workers, who had permission to move within the Earth level non-accommodation platforms and outer-dome perimeter, had regular contact with the old breed settlement. Even though within the dome platform establishments high security measures was everywhere to be seen, Earth level was different. Various trading took place between the non-chevron trade workers and the old breed settlement, by use of refuse disposal tubes.

Many old breed members had even managed, until chip security upgraded, to have the wrist chip reset and updated to a non-chevron trade. The media continued to bombard dome residents with so-called live coverage of “old breed” incidents of theft and famines. Portrayed as being filmed via drone for safety reasons. Presenters reassured viewers that regular acts of charity took place to help the old breed. With dome residents encouraged to donate entertainment and shopping units.

Much of the media news film covered areas showing refuse disposal cocoons being plundered and the non-usable waste left on a dump. You always had a few of the old breed in these film clips combing through for edibles and other items for salvage. Such clips always came in useful when news space needed to be filled. As the years passed, the number of domes within the global network grew, as did the height of many of the existing ones. The older breed became more self-reliant and moved more and more away from the dome perimeter. Many taking to the forests, mountains, and even oceans; with the ruined cities left behind, overgrown and no longer offering shelter or safety for defenceless humans.

The series of events so far had been part of an evil agenda, executed and controlled by one force; who now claimed to be the newer breed and owners of the planet Earth – The World Administration. Unknown to them though they had not been the only species with an agenda and had hosted the completion of one which was much older and darker. The time for change was overdue.

One thing was for sure, Mother Earth herself needed to pull strings to help a most inappropriate group of candidates take command of the migration. To defend against many terrestrial enemies, secure the future survival of mankind and the recovery of the planet.























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