The date is September 14, 2519. The earth had been over run by a race known as the Draconians or reptile people. They had complete control of our governments and resources. We had fought wars for their amusement for centuries. That is until another race of creatures showed up at our doorstep. In the year 2010 a race of aliens, that would become known as Arkholorgs appeared in huge warships. We didn't stand a chance as these hulking behemoths tore through us like a hot knife through butter.<br/><br/>They didn't do it alone though, as a small faction of aliens took command of all of earth. They instilled new laws and threw away our currency system. When we work instead of getting dollars we get hours. Hours are used to purchase goods and pay bills now. Everyone was in a sense equal. However, the Draconians were cast down once the humans found out. The royal blood lines cast into the slums or worse. Those of pure breed were disappearing as they were replaced with the lesser mixed colors.<br/><br/>Years later another race showed up. They had been here before and had stolen some of us. We had known them as the grays, but know know them as Eachann or slave traders. They hadn't been back to earth in a long time and didn't know of the new rulers. Their ships were blown out of the sky leaving the survivors trapped on earth with the creatures they'd been selling.<br/><br/>Humans, Draconians, Eachann, and even some of the Arkolorgs have started to live together peacefully. Not all is sunshine and rainbows though. The slums of the earth hold some of the worst criminals this planet has ever seen and some that we have yet to discover. Today we start with a routine police raid on a site where someone has been hacking and adding hours illegally to their cards.<br/><br/>*Inside a swat vehicle in route* He stared down at his hands and noticed they were shaking. No matter how many times he went to the slums he could never get rid of this feeling of unease. A large hand patted his shoulder and someone spoke "Relax Eru, tis but a rutine jib." The voice came from an Arkolorg known as Bit. Era shook the hand off and looked up at the others. He could see the anxiety on their faces. Two other Draconians and a human and all looked nervous.<br/><br/>He pulled their names from the back of his mind. "<span style="font-style: italic">The human is Frank and the Dracs are Nyx and uh.... Tim yea that's it.</span>" Era turned his head to the Ark and saw the huge creature smiling. He could see the device sticking out of Bit's neck that allowed him to speak the common tongue albeit very roughly. It looked painful, but then again he was a race bred for war. He began to wonder back into his thoughts when the vehicle came to a sudden stop and Frank got up.<br/><br/>Frank pushed a red button and the back opened with a hiss letting in the sunlight that momentarily blinded Era. Once everyone was out and on the street he looked around. Some Eachanns stared at them and a few Draconians ran inside their homes. The buildings looked as if no one had lived in them for years and might fall a part at any second. No other vehicles were in sight, but the whirring of them could be heard off in the distance. It was a little nippy as the Autumn air rolled down the street.<br/><br/>He shook his head and looked around to see his team had already moved up to the apartment door. Slowly he took off after them and got into position. He was to stand behind Bit while the other two dracs went around to secure other entries. Frank was the captain of the group and was to give the order. He nodded and Bit took off up the stairs like a bat out of Hades. Slamming into the door and going right through it.<br/><br/>Era stood back for a moment to make sure the entire building didn't collapse from the force and when it didn't he trotted onwards. Gun shots were heard from down the way Bit had gone then silence. On the other side of where the door had been lay a body. It was mangled from being trampled by the force of Bit. Era didn't look long, but went left and Frank going right and down some stairs. His pulse rifle at the ready. Safety switched off just in case he ran into any trouble. The SRV P-50 pulse rifle was designed to fire non lethal electric shock rounds that would go through the flesh and hit the nervous system. It had a thirty-two round clip and alternate fire modes, burst and single.<br/><br/>A voice came over his com "Basement clear going back." and then another voice "Aknowledged." Frank and Nyx spoke with a hint of dread on their voices. Something was off here it was to quiet and the building to empty. Era reached up and touched his com piece. "Bit, how's things on your end?" Dead silence for a moment and then his husky voice came over the radio. "Cuple er humens, but tis vury qiut."