The Saurians
Zillamaster55
In Denial About Denial
“Malchar” addresses the world on the shores of Atlantis, a huge oceanic storm in the background
As if in an instant, thousands of people across the globe go missing. From soldiers to politicians to milkmen, people from all walks of life suddenly vanish. Immediately after, navies begin reporting “glowing lights” and “unidentified submarines” surfacing near Atlantis.
Televisions and radios are hijacked yet again, this time by a hissing, unfamiliar sound, like that of a reptile. Minutes pass as the frequency evens out. In some way, somehow, the scaly visages of these beings is able to speak clearly to everyone, in every language.
“I am Malchar. We are the Saurians. What you have done is sacrilege, to bring Atlantis to the surface again is a grave mistake. Cease what you are doing! You do not know the power it holds!
We have already infiltrated your highest offices, your armies, your societies. There are hundreds of thousands of us among you. To try and stop us is to only accelerate your doom.
Should it be war, you would face extinction yet again. Your weapons are powerless, and your nation states would be forfeit.
Leave. This. Place.”