The First: EVO Uprising (71 page)

The difference between their race and that of Earth became all too obvious after that. Their skins were smooth with a scale like pattern similar to a snake, while their large elfin ears made them appear as if they came out of a fantasy novel. Physically their bodies were muscular, toned, and powerful.

All of the females on the bridge with distinct womanly features similar to that of Earth possessed onyx like skin that came in different shades, along with their lips and tongue. Their finger and toenails were also a mirror shiny black, while their irisless eyes, and shiny white fangs popped from their midnight features.  

Their hair along with their male counterparts were the only thing that came in different colors from black, red, bright orange, white, blue, and even purple. They wore their hair in a braided Mohawk style of four to six braids.

The male were the exact opposite of the females. Their skin tone, nails, lips, and tongue went between shades of stark white to dark gray, while their eyes and teeth were a gleaming dark black. They too had various hair colors; however the hair styles appeared to vary with the men. Some wore their hair similar to the women, while others either wore it in a regular Mohawk, or just straight and long.

Both male and female sat dressed in versions of what could be described as ancient single shoulder Roman or Greek togas. The women’s legs and arms were adorned with greaves and bracers similar to gold, silver, or crystal, while the men wore heavy metallic gold or gray bracers with ancient etchings of their race.

Sitting lazily in a throne like captain’s chair with his right leg over the arm rest, the commander of the massive vessel wearing just a red long loin cloth sat with his chin resting on his fist as if he was about to fall asleep. His skin was pearl white, while he wore his long blue mane in a Mohawk with three thick braids. Though he does not appear larger or stronger than most of the males on their bridge, it was clear how he earned his station.

Aside from his golden bracers with etchings that glowed red similar to the ship he commanded, a powerful deep blue glow illuminated from his eyes signifying the immense power that coursed through his veins.

Not to be outdone was the female that stood to the right of his chair. Her skin was pitch black like the universe outside their vessel, while her blood red Mohawk styled hair was done with six braids. She adorned a near sheer pink toga with golden accents. On her arms and legs she wore bracers and greaves with similar etchings to the commander’s bracers also possessing a dim red glow. A piercing red glow shined from her eyes as she wore a face that could slaughter a million legions by itself.

To the left of his chair was a shiny black orb the size of a basketball floating via an unknown propulsion system.

The two spoke small talk in a language older than the first words human man ever uttered.

Their topic of conversation, was the holographic image projected by the orb of a blue, green and white third planet from a lone star.

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In the lower levels of the massive vessel, insane cackling could be heard. With the confines of a cell, behind a clear wall like crystal door. The dead hung against a cold metallic wall, stripped of her clothing. Each of her appendages confined to a humongous metallic cocoon like restraints which hummed while its parts emitted a green glow. With head bowed her blonde dreads masked her face, as she continued to laugh, and laugh, and laugh.

FREEDOM AND THE REGULATORS WILL RETURN…

AND SO WILL THE EYE OF RA…

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

 

Kipjo K. Ewers was born July 1, 1975. At an early age, he had an active imagination. By the time he started kindergarten he would make up fictitious stories, one of his favorites was about a character named “Old Man Norris,” who hated everyone in the world except for him.
 

When he attended our Lady of Victory Elementary school in Mount Vernon, he continued writing and reading stories to his classmates. His teacher, Mrs. Green, told me the children would laugh but she would remind them that that is how some of the great stories that they read actually came about.
 

After elementary school, he went onto Salesian High School in New Rochelle, NY then on to Iona College, also in New Rochelle.
 

He would go onto to work for several major firms and companies within the New York area, but his passion was to become a journalist/writer. Therefore, it is not surprising he decided to write his first book/novel.

Kipjo began working and creating a new superhuman universe, finding inspiration and solace in the loss of his first daughter due to an unfortunate miscarriage that devastated both his loving wife and himself; he began writing a hero origin story now titled “The First.”
 

 
He continues this story as a novel series and as a comic book series in the near future.
 

Thank you for reading and for your support.