Ground Zero
100 years later
Empress Hera cherished the little quality time she had to spend with her children. Right now she was telling them stories about their ancestors, those stories always seem to fascinate them. She remembers when she was their age though she was unbelievably bored, but now she of course had a better appreciation for them and what her predecessors did to make things easier for her.
" and that's how your Great-great-great-grandmother Venus tracked down the evil human Ground Zero Survival head quarters and regained the stolen secret that created the Chosen."
"Were we always the Chosen mommy?"
"No, Odin, at one time we were hunted down by the racist humans and called mutants. A derogatory term that humans used because they feared us, because they knew we were better. Of course to this day free humans still call us that and worse, but that will soon come to an end in time."
"Mommy, were the Chosen always united?"
"Oh no Freya, there was a time when we fought amongst ourselves much like the humans, it was only due to the efforts of your Great-great-great-great-grandparents that united them. Of course that's not to say we don't have our disagreements every now and then, but as a single race we are united much more than the humans could ever hope to be. Even in the face of certain extinction they still slaughter each other. Is it any wonder that some of them wish to become Chosen? And of course we are benevolent to accept these requests with a simple injection. Why? Because we are evolved. We are better than they. We are the future."
"Yay!" Odin yelled in triumph causing Hera to smile.
"Indeed. Now its getting late, you two run off to bed, I'll tell you more stories about your history tomorrow."
As Odin and Freya ran off to bed, Empress Hera returned to her regular duties, which her advisors were eagerly awaiting for her to do.
"Empress, I have news from the frontlines. The newly restored human government is requesting a peace treaty."
"Are they surrendering?"
"No."
"Then fuck 'em. They obviously wouldn't be suing for peace if they weren't losing."
"Empress, I feel I should inform you that there's been reports that they've been employing robots on the battlefield, cybernetic soldiers as well."
Hera was suddenly reminded of old stories told to her about a battle in old Zeropolis with cybernetic life forms and how her ancestors defended the entire city from their attacks. If they could defend a mere city attacked on all sides by these things then she could certainly handle whatever the last gasp "secret weapon" that the humans hoped to throw at her.
"I'm not worried. Proceed with the attack plan."
"As you wish Empress."
"Is that all?"
"Actually yes it is."
"Oh, good then leave me, I wish for private time."
"As you wish Empress. The Dominion of the Chosen will prevail."
After her advisors left, Hera went down to the royal tombs. She'd heard that before it was the burial site for her family members, it was the place where her Great-great-great grandfather made the change into a higher being and became one of the Chosen. She stood in the center surrounded by great rulers of the past, and greatest of all was you, your sarcophagus next to your beloved Lisa's and the inscription on it saying:
"I love you all and finish what I started, my children."
Hera rubbed the sarcophagus inscription with her hand and answered back.
"I will great ancestor I will."
Empress Hera cherished the little quality time she had to spend with her children. Right now she was telling them stories about their ancestors, those stories always seem to fascinate them. She remembers when she was their age though she was unbelievably bored, but now she of course had a better appreciation for them and what her predecessors did to make things easier for her.
" and that's how your Great-great-great-grandmother Venus tracked down the evil human Ground Zero Survival head quarters and regained the stolen secret that created the Chosen."
"Were we always the Chosen mommy?"
"No, Odin, at one time we were hunted down by the racist humans and called mutants. A derogatory term that humans used because they feared us, because they knew we were better. Of course to this day free humans still call us that and worse, but that will soon come to an end in time."
"Mommy, were the Chosen always united?"
"Oh no Freya, there was a time when we fought amongst ourselves much like the humans, it was only due to the efforts of your Great-great-great-great-grandparents that united them. Of course that's not to say we don't have our disagreements every now and then, but as a single race we are united much more than the humans could ever hope to be. Even in the face of certain extinction they still slaughter each other. Is it any wonder that some of them wish to become Chosen? And of course we are benevolent to accept these requests with a simple injection. Why? Because we are evolved. We are better than they. We are the future."
"Yay!" Odin yelled in triumph causing Hera to smile.
"Indeed. Now its getting late, you two run off to bed, I'll tell you more stories about your history tomorrow."
As Odin and Freya ran off to bed, Empress Hera returned to her regular duties, which her advisors were eagerly awaiting for her to do.
"Empress, I have news from the frontlines. The newly restored human government is requesting a peace treaty."
"Are they surrendering?"
"No."
"Then fuck 'em. They obviously wouldn't be suing for peace if they weren't losing."
"Empress, I feel I should inform you that there's been reports that they've been employing robots on the battlefield, cybernetic soldiers as well."
Hera was suddenly reminded of old stories told to her about a battle in old Zeropolis with cybernetic life forms and how her ancestors defended the entire city from their attacks. If they could defend a mere city attacked on all sides by these things then she could certainly handle whatever the last gasp "secret weapon" that the humans hoped to throw at her.
"I'm not worried. Proceed with the attack plan."
"As you wish Empress."
"Is that all?"
"Actually yes it is."
"Oh, good then leave me, I wish for private time."
"As you wish Empress. The Dominion of the Chosen will prevail."
After her advisors left, Hera went down to the royal tombs. She'd heard that before it was the burial site for her family members, it was the place where her Great-great-great grandfather made the change into a higher being and became one of the Chosen. She stood in the center surrounded by great rulers of the past, and greatest of all was you, your sarcophagus next to your beloved Lisa's and the inscription on it saying:
"I love you all and finish what I started, my children."
Hera rubbed the sarcophagus inscription with her hand and answered back.
"I will great ancestor I will."
