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The Sea Devils’ tomb lay empty and silent. It
had been abandoned, all its previous inhabitants had been lost in the
fight against the humans.
All except one.
The rocks on the far wall shifted and transformed. Suddenly, a docking
port emerged from within and one last soldier staggered out having
escaped the slaughter, before collapsing on the rocky floor. He gasped
for breath and sat up after a few minutes.
His name was Lextire, and as he sat on the cold, slimy floor, he
remembered what the humans had done and how they had tried to commit
genocide - worse than that, they had tried to kill the rightful owners
of this planet. They arrived on this planet long after the original
Silurians and their Sea Devils cousins had been wiped out, yet they had
the nerve to fight against the rightful occupants. And somehow, they had
won.
Lextire stood up, holstering his weapon. He looked around the tomb,
which had so recently been filled with his brothers. Now they were all
dead, murdered ruthlessly by the humans. Lextire wasn’t going to let
this pass. At that moment, there was a great gushing sound, and the roof
of the passageway collapsed in. Water flooded into the cavern and
Lextire turned to look. The rocks were beginning to crumble.
Suddenly, Lextire came to his senses, and begin to sprint off down the
makeshift passageway. He powered round corners, trying to escape the
overwhelming water. Although he was a strong swimmer, he didn’t have the
energy for it now, besides, he knew where there was a safe place. He
dashed speedily through an opening and wheeled a heavy boulder across,
blocking it. He was now several miles beneath the seabed, and there was
no way out.
* * *
President Stewart Conrad sat down in his office chair and sighed, giving
a cursory glance to the sheets of paper that had been thrust upon him.
His advisors sat leisurely in chairs and on sofas scattered around the
large workspace. He was a great believer in world peace, but now it
seemed he had been provoked.
Lee Zhang, foremost advisor, approached the President gingerly.
“How bad is it, Stu?”
“They took down Sea Base Four.” Said Stewart in a regretful tone.
“What? Really? Gone?” enquired Lee.
“Yes, gone!” Conrad snapped quickly before frowning apologetically. “I’m
sorry, it’s been a long day.”
Hannah Christie sat up, taking note of this.
“What are we going to do now?” she asked, knowing the answer but scared
to accept it - everyone in the room was.
“I think you know the answer to that, Hannah.”
“Are there no other options?” asked Lee, desperately.
“I said if they attacked us we’d go nuclear, and they’ve attacked us! I
don’t like it anymore than you, Zhang, but if this is what I’ve got to
do to maintain world peace...”
“What intel have we got from the incident?”
Conrad’s scientific advisor, Pierre Henry, spoke up, “If I might?”
Conrad nodded, and he continued, “We have been conducting an
investigation and our divers found dead reptilian lifeforms in the Sea
Base. They were previously known as Eocenes, or Silurians and are a form
of Homo Reptilia.”
“I’ve read their file, but can this really be them?” the President
enquired, intrigued by Pierre’s comments.
“We’ve got irrefutable evidence, President.” Pierre loaded up a picture
on his tablet and handed it to the president, images of dead Silurians
and Sea Devils scrolling on a loop.
“Well what can we do about them? I need solutions, not problems!”
“Yes, we know, sir. I already authorised an attack on three locations
close to the Sea Base that we believe could have been their
headquarters.” Pierre stopped, his brow furrowed. “If there were any
left in there, it’s highly unlikely they will have survived.”
“What did you do?” Hannah asked
“We eradicated it using a hexachromite-included bomb.”
“Hexachromite?” Lee countered. “Isn’t that a sealing agent? In a bomb?!”
“It has also proven to be lethal to marine life. The supplies of it were
running low on Sea Base Four, suggesting that they were using it to
fight the invaders.” Hannah added.
“So they’re all gone now? And it most definitely wasn’t the mauves?” the
President interjected, seeking clarification.
“It was definitely these creatures, and they are all dead.” Pierre sat
down, before saying to himself, “For now...”
Conrad stood, took a moment then binned the papers. They burned
instantly, turning into ashes just seconds later. Everyone breathed a
sigh of relief as another potential international crisis was defused.
The Homo Reptilia were finished...* * *
Lextire, however, had other ideas…
In the passages deep beneath the Earth, he had arrived at a rocky
opening. On the other side of it was a chamber filled with Silurians.
They were in suspended animation - a dusty army waiting to be called
into battle.
Lextire’s ugly complexion twisted into a cruel fist of a smile. He
walked forwards and manipulated the organic green controls. The chamber
suddenly filled with gas and the Silurians began to twitch as they
awoke.
Lextire’s smile broadened and he raised his arms in triumph as the
long-dormant Silurians began to respire. “Awake, my brothers! The humans
thought they had eradicated us, but they have failed! Many eons ago Sea
Devils and Silurians were as one, now let us unite again! We shall
combine to fight the ape menace! We shall wipe them from the surface of
our glorious planet!
“When the time is right, brothers, we shall emerge and rid the Earth of
the ape. But for now, we must wait and strengthen our numbers, ensure
our fighting force is at the peak of its ability, and then,” Lextire
paused, as he curled a smile - “…we shall reclaim the Earth as our own.”
Many of the Silurians were now awake and had gathered around Lextire,
listening intently as they regained full consciousness. Lextire’s face
manipulated itself into a triumphant grin.
“The apes’ victory will be short-lived. We shall emerge and kill every,
last, human!”
There was a roar of positivity from the gathered reptiles as they moved
behind their new leader. Lextire now lead his new army deeper into the
network of passages. The foundations of humanity’s demise had been laid.
© Copyright Dave Spilsbury, Ian
Nicholson & Doctor Who Online, 2012.
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Written by:
Dave Spilsbury
Artwork by:
Ian Nicholson
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