The Start
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The signal was received earlier in yesterday evening at approximately 7pm EST.
The station attendant at the time was Mary Cruso. She specifically stated in her report that there was an absence of sound---only the printers mechanizing script was heard. There was no sound from the alien signal.
Mitchell Walsh of the Department of Earth Sciences in Viesta Monte Clara University accepted the report. He then relayed it to Washington D.C. immediately thereafter.
It landed on the president's desk twenty minutes later.
"Mr. President, Delta Base has just alerted us of an alien contact."
"Thank you, Mr. Coffee. I was expecting to see this."
"I'm sorry, sir?" asked the staffer.
The president had been facing the window, gazing on the White House grounds. Turning around in his swivel chair, the president could be seen wielding a maximum profile submachine gun called the Lukewater 7.
Bam!
He fired directly into the staffers bullet proof vest.
"Mr. President! What are you doing?" said the staffer, who was knocked to the ground by the blast.
Slowly, the president moved towards the staffer. He aimed the barrel at the staffer and said,
"You should have been expecting something like this."
"What?!"
"Yes, I was being controlled by the aliens. They have made my brain part of their mind. I have been replaced by the alien species. Now, I am superior."
"What?!"
The staffer remembered something from H-Base about a month ago.
"Then it was you! The President...is gone!"
"Exactly! Now, we are in control. And to think the Capitol was waiting on me to issue an Executive Decision. Too bad, they won't be seeing those tax refunds they're so eagerly awaiting. next quarter!"
"You! You son of a --"
But the alien leader then revealed its red eyes and sharp teeth. The staffer was shocked.
"Oh my gosh!"
"Yes! I am he! I am the Draculan! I am, Vampire Master!"
And then, the staffer was zapped away by a mystical teleportation dart. The staffer and everyone else in the White House was now being held captive in the USA Secret Base under the President's Mansion.
"No one will suspect that our android units have replaced you and your staff!" said the false president to the real one being held in plasma chains under the White House.
"They'll stop you! Vampire Master! You stand no chance!" said the President.
"Right? And how to you think...or wait?! Why do you think they will stop me?"
"Because you bad breath alien scum: Americans will not stand to have a freak like Count Dracula and his androids running this nation!"
"Silence! NO ONE CALLS ME BY THAT NAME! NOT ANYMORE!"
"Why are you keeping us alive?"
"Because, you pathetic leader, I am in supreme control. If and when the Americans and the world discover you are my prisoner, they will bow before me. I am now their deity of the new millennium. And since me and my vampire brethren are immortal, we shall rule Earth and soon the entire Megaverse! Hahaha! HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAHA!"
Two minutes ago the Pentagon was alerted of the alien crisis after a senior staffer escaped the Secret Base.
"They are holding the President, his family, and everyone else inside the Secret Base as prisoners!"
"What are their demands?" asked Pentagon Master.
"They want to depose humanity of ruling this world and conquer something they call the Megaverse?"
"Pentagon Master, may I have a word."
The secretary and the PM spoke privately.
"If what he is saying is true, we need to keep this top secret. If the public finds out about this, it will be playing into the enemy's hands."
"I agree, Jordan," said the PM.
"Then we have no choice but to activate the Omega Commandos."
"Yes...send out the necessary call to Intelligence Ops. I want the OC on this asap."
"What if they fail?" asked Secretary Jordan.
"Then, we will have no choice but to go public and prepare for all out war with the vampire aliens, the Draculan! And it will be World War Armageddon 5000!"
Thus began the Final Eclipse: the op that unleashed the most insanely awesome group of freedom fighters called the OMEGA COMMANDOS!
