posted on Jul, 26 2013 @ 04:09 PM
The year is 2047, the polar ice caps have long since melted. The world’s oceans of rose almost seven feet since scientists first noticed the
anomalous melting of the ice back in 2011. All of the major coastal cities have been flooded and their inhabitants evacuated in land. The world’s
population is over a staggering 14 billion souls, hurtling through space on this rock. Our scientists have determined that we have less than five
years to correct the damage that we’ve done to our planet. We inadvertently sped up global warming by burning all these fossil fuels. We released
all of the CO2 warming our atmosphere exponentially. The end result was the melting of the polar ice caps releasing all of the freshwater into the
The rapid change in salinity is caused the Earth’s oceans to no longer transfers heat effectively from one region to another. The Earth has begun
cooling at an alarming rate. The people of Earth have already begun heading towards the equator in hopes to buy some more time before the planet
freezes solid. The present of the UN has tasked me John Hartley and 19 others with the most important mission that humankind has ever undertaken; the
evacuation of planet Earth.
It was about 27 years ago when the United States Germany France and Japan began working on a top-secret program. The mandate was simple; faster than
light travel at all costs. The implications of failure were all too great. We need the greatest minds the world had to offer working on this project;
humankind’s salvation. The world was cooling fast, its people starving in succumbing to the elements.
About six weeks ago our German counterparts had a major breakthrough, small craft fitted with the prototype engine was assembled in great secrecy. If
our mission fails the world will never know, it just a few years’ time our warm life-giving planet will become inhospitable ball of ice. This is
where I John Hartley come in. I was commander of the ship horizon, a science vessel outfitted to terraform Mars.
We spent three years on the lifeless red rock before we even figured out that the core was completely solidified. There was no way we could restart
Mars’s magnetic field and therefore no chance that we can terraform the planet into our new home. The word of our failure traveled fast; by the time
my five crewmembers and I made it back home to Earth, martial law was implemented worldwide. The world was in a police state headed by the UN. Rioting
pillaging and murder were among the most prevalent issues that the people of Earth had to face.
Today I received a piece of video mail, it simply stated to report to the UN to be briefed on an urgent upcoming mission. I arrived at Cheyenne
Mountain Colorado, the capital United States of America. I was fully briefed on the status of the planet and the five-year window to evacuate earth.
They also introduced me to this new craft that they had been building secret. It was now ready to test, and that’s why they brought me here. A
pilot, copilot and 18 scientists that worked hand-in-hand on the project were picked to test this new craft and engine.
The scientists received a crash course in basic space travel, as well as full mental evaluations. They all passed with flying colors not that that
matters much, people of Earth are depending on us to find a fast method of transportation between the stars. The new experimental craft luminal one
was towed to near Earth orbit where it was docked with the international space station. All of the initial preparations were done before our arrival.
My copilot Nick Fletcher and I were the first to board the craft and get familiar with our surroundings and functionality of the ship.
When I first seen luminal one I was hit with a wave of nostalgia, she looked just like the
Horizon, my previous craft on the Mars terraforming expedition. Sleek slender and very fast looking, but that’s where the similarities end. This new
craft lacks the heat shielding that the Horizon had, so she’s definitely not made for reentry. The powerhouse of the craft’s three neutrino ion
generators while on paper were impressive only seeing is believing. She is supposed to be capable of traveling 1.3 times the speed of light. I sit
here in the captain’s chair waiting for the scientists to arrive, my copilot Nick and I enjoying a nice conversation, drawing parallels between us
and the Wright brothers. They pioneered the way for modern aviation, and here we sit getting ready to be the first humans in modern recorded history
to travel faster than the speed of light.
The international space station is limited docking capabilities, and the shuttles can only bring up four scientists at the time. While it’s only an
eight minute flight from ground to Earth orbit, the shuttles are crewed by comparison to the luminal one. Still powered by liquid hydrogen oxygen,
they take quite some time to refuel and prep for launch again. I sit here waiting on the edge of my seat for this monumental moment in human history.
Normally these kinds of experimental flights would be done unmanned, but there are too many questions to be answered and time is not on our side.
Luminal one is full now, scientists have had the tour of the facilities and are as eager as I am to find out what kind of muscle this girls got.
A broadcast comes in over the ships radio, “ground control to luminal one mission go”. At that very moment I felt my heart stop for what I thought
was an eternity. I got the ships PA and made my preflight announcement. Ship wide “we are here to save humanity, were here to find a new home”. My
announcement cut short because I received a data burst from ground control in Houston. It appeared to be predynastic Egyptian and their technical
translation, way over my head but the two linguists on board knew exactly what it was. I guess I was never fully in the loop, but I was filled in by
the team of scientists onboard. They were the lost scrolls from the library in Alexandria, never really lost but safeguarded by the Knights Templar.
What they really contained with the plans for a light speed drive whose name translated from Egyptian means fountain of youth.
Our docking port sealed, umbilical cut, we push off from the international space station. The twin Russian built nuclear reactors are brought online
as we prepare to disembark from Earth’s orbit. We powered up our main drives in the ship used forward, slowly accelerating towards Pluto. Everyone
and I mean everyone on board let out and enormous cheer as the moon passes the starboard viewports and ends up astern.