Gorilla Tactics

[jack_babalon]

Amongst the countless parallel earths of the multiverse, there are few more terrifying to behold than those conquered by sentient gorillas in their distant past. During the late 1950's the United Nation's Tesla Institue, utilizing recent breakthroughs in interdimensional travel (made possible by the orgone powered Schrödinger Paradox Box), began embarking on a series of exploratory missions to nearby parallel universes. These early missions were met with initial success, opening diplomatic relationships with some eigenstates while providing a wealth of previously inconceivable scientific data for the Institute's brain trust in others. Eigenstate 1-9-0-9 where dinosaurs not only still roamed the earth but had evolved into rudimentary tribal societies. Eigenstate 4-4-Z-5 a post apocalyptic wasteland ravaged by vast ectoplasmic jellyfish and phosphorescent sentient cockroach swarms. Eigenstate A-3-2-A ruled by the Pan Mithra Empire whose space colonization programs began during the equivalent of our own 16th century. The Institute's luck changed in 1958, when a reconnaissance team of 'Parallelonauts' dispatched to investigate Eigenstate Designate 9-0-G-9 didn't return. An elite rescue team of United Nations military combat and emergency medical specialists were put together. Led by Doctor Benjamin Michael Drake, retired S.A.S. officer, celebrated science-adventurer and grandson of the legendary Airship Captain - Nathaniel Drake, the rescue team walked through the Paradox Box at 12:15pm, October 13th. Eight days passed without a word. The Institue's Prime Council debated between sending in a third team or locking down the eigenstate frequency. The Prime Council voted reluctuntantly in favor of closing off the frequency fearing whatever fate befell their exploratory team might make it's way back into our reality.

However on October 22nd, at 3:23 am, with only moments before the frequency was to be sealed off forever, Doc Drake staggered back through the Paradox Box carrying an unconscious Field Anthropologist Melissa Gordon (who vanished during the first mission). Drake's uniform was in tatters and he had clearly suffered serious injuries during his nine day absence to 9-0-G-9. Only when he safely delivered Gordon into the arms of the arriving medical staff did he collapse, muttering for the assembled technicans:

"Close it, close it now damn you... they're right behind me."

At that moment a terrible primal roar was reported, one that resounded from within the Paradox Box's tachyon veil. The cacophony sent a chill through the technicians, paralyzing them in fear as the shadow of a large man sized intruder began to emerge through at the corridors of the Box. Another roar and this one followed by the distinct bark of gunfire. A junior tech's head evaporated into a mist burst of blood. Another shot resounded downing an arriving security officer before he could draw fire, a third knocked a hole into the chest of one of the medical staff diving for cover. Before a fourth shot would've taken out the Paradox Box control board and locking the frequency open perpetually, Drake managed to marshall his dwindling strength in an adrenalin burst to dive across the deployment bay and hit the frequency kill switch.

An anguished scream of unrivaled horror burst out of the Paradox Box, as the tachyon veil shimmied out of existence and scattered the molecular make up of the intruder across the subspace spectrum.



Later, after convalescing from their wounds, the two lone survivors of the fateful 9-0-G-9 expeditions would report a terrifying world ruled by intelligent, but no less savage, gorillas that had recently rose up to conquer an earth closely resembling ours. They spoke of concentration camps where insidiously cruel medical experiments were performed on the last survivors of mankind. Of orbiting space platforms built by human slave labor, of freakish genetic experiments with winged gorilla beasts of massive stature, of the gorillas adaptation of roman society. But it was the dire warning at the end of Drake's field interview that sent a collective shudder through the Prime Council.

"Don't you understand? It's not enough to simply shut down the frequency. It's far too late for that. They know we're out here now. That there's a new frontier to satiate their brutish appetite for conquest. Before our arrival they had grown bored with their pacification of the planet's human population and had begun engaging in tribal civil wars for dominance. Knowing we're out here however, it is easily conceivable that they'll reunite their factions to focus their attentions on securing a method to travel into our world... and shortly thereafter they will invade us in earnest. And from there... who can say how far their armies will march across the multiverse before they are, if ever, stopped?"

Comments

[ltmurnau.livejournal.com]

Eep! Just about filled my Fruit o' the Looms reading this one....

[weishaupt.livejournal.com]

AND IT WAS EARTH ALL ALONG