Nomads

“I have to patrol the eastern quadrant tonight. Tuck says he’s seen signs of Zenti digging up parts of the old city again,” said Merkel.

“What is it about cities? I remember as a kid they were filthy and loud,” remarked Maricel.

After the horrors of climate change and nuclear war, humans thought it couldn’t get worse. Then Zanti arrived and started farming humans for food.

“How is the Docs work coming along?” questioned Merkel.

“He hopes to have the gene therapy perfected in a month or two. He’ll test it on the mind suckers first. If all goes well, the general population will start getting vaccinated,” replied Maricel.

Mind Suckers was a nice way to say lobotomized humans. Zanti would then hook them up to a feeding tube until they were ready for harvest.

“Ok, I’m off. Remember to send the report at 17:30 via the laser transit,” said Merkel.

“Got it. Oh, if you can, please swing by and check on Marge. Poor old thing living out on the mountaintop alone. I don’t know how she does it,” said Maricel.

“Roger that,” replied her husband.

After the invasion, a group of scientists and military personnel formed a resistance. They began working on a way to poison the human tissue to stop the harvesting.

Doctor Henderson developed a theory to turn human amino acids against the Zanti. They managed to fight back for a while. Then, the Zanti developed a bio-suit that stopped the bio-weapon and began to attack once again.

“I hope Doc will finish by spring. I want to lie in the meadows and smell the flowers once more,” muttered Maricel as she prepared the data packet.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, Maricel loaded the packet into the laser transit. She entered today’s coordinates and pushed send on the keyboard.

“Better go feed those damn goats before they destroy the shelter trying to get at the hay,” said the woman.

Humans thought they had it bad due to the horrors of their own making. The Zanti showed them that there was always room for improvement.