Author's Note: I'm not really a writer of any kind, i wanted to pass time so any feedback positive or negative will be appreciated, there will be more occasions in the story where sexual interaction is present but in the first chapter, expect little to nothing, and not 100% scientifically accurate.
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Earth Orbit- 2491 January 5th 08:10 Earth Time.
As she looked out the window Clara can see the crater ridden planet of Earth, once home to 12 billion inhabitants, now covered with death and destructions. The once blue colour that resonated from the planet were gone, it has been years since Earth lost its' seas. Constant orbital bombardment left the planet with nothing but new landmarks and alien terrain.
Lieutenant Commander Clara Anne Igraine was a fit 28 year old blonde girl. She had long blond hair extending to her shoulders but usually tied up in a bun. Her tall thin stature demanded gravitas and attention whenever she entered a room. Being the youngest of graduates of the Cal-Nev-Ari Military Academy with honours, she was then deployed to Phobos, a moon of Mars where she studied the History of Earth.
Her blue eyes being the most distinguishable feature of hers, for she had an alpha prototype of a retinal implanted computer, this had the side of effect of almost looking like her eyes glowed. She also had a neural chip implanted to heighten her senses amongst other things.
Her isolation from others made it difficult for her to find friends and she never dated. She had sex once but she never saw it more than primal human need. So whenever engaged in coitus she tried to get it over and done with as quickly as possible.
Her upbringing was for the Silver Program, the only weapon Mars would ever need, A trained group of people prime in everything involving the war.
She visited the planet when she was younger, it was when she was 9 and was with her father. He was the galactic ambassador to Earth from Mars, he lived in a city called New York. He would allow her to come visit every few months for a few days before she had to return to Mars and follow her military education.
But where the grand city once stood, now nothing but a massive crater. The area home to the first major attack on a civilian population. The Strategically Orbital Armed Rocket, more commonly known by SOAR-II to Martian military intelligence. Was deployed on 2491 December 27th 22:00 Earth Time. Their Tungsten Carbide rods dropping at 43km/s and only propelled through the kinetic energy of Earth's gravity.
Clara had now seen the effects of these weapons first hand, nothing in her entire career as an Intelligence officer could prepare her for this. She had seen pictures before, for she worked in Section 3. She was an Intelligence officer assigned to assess the destruction.
The Office of Planetary Defense held her with high regard, not only for being the daughter of an ambassador or for being related to the first person ever to step foot on Mars, they held her for high regard due to her skills and unparalleled thinking. It was her who drew the entire battle plan for the annexation of Luna, the Earth's moon. Which would lead to the eventual destruction of Earth.
Having only just left FTL she ordered her ship a refitted research vessel to deorbit. She wanted first hand and physical analysis of its destruction, orbital scanners did the job but she had to take pictures and dirt samples. Both could be done from orbit with a deployment of a probe but orders stated otherwise.
"Commander!" Shouted the Hendricks the Flight Officer.
All crew members standing to attention when the Commander entered the Bridge.
"As always" Igraine replied.
The crew swiftly returned to their tasks. Clara walked up to the front of the bridge and looked at the main viewscreen. A Earth getting bigger and bigger as the ship decelerated when entering the atmosphere, and soon enough they were below the ash clouds. The planet looked no better. Destruction was everywhere, how could they do this? Clara had never wanted to believe their intention was complete planetary genocide.
She knew she was not innocent, she helped procure the moon and in turn laid the stage for the orbital bombardments. She wanted to throw up, but a dry lump stuck in her throat and she had to remain strong. If not for herself but for her crew, they could have never known they were part of a mass murder scheme.
The ship slowed down and landed in an open field, they landed in what was known as the District of Persia, but fields of desert was not what greeted them, it was fields of glass. The thermal destruction smelted the sand into glass. She just stood on the bride knowing she had a job to do and wouldn't linger for longer than what was absolutely necessary, and when she turned around she was greeted 20 with rifles, all from her crew.
