The K’tcha

The ships arrived in 2017 filling the sky with a vast armada of alien design, so thick that the lights below would turn on in the darkness. At first the governments of the world tried to communicate with them, to understand why the ships were here and what they wanted. There was no response for several days. Back then everyone was scared, and all the governments were on full alert. The Americans, Chinese, and Russians were talking back and forth, and for the first time, were in full agreement. Even North and South Korea laid aside their differences to focus on what was perceived more and more as a possible invasion force.

Every country tried various means of communication with the hovering space craft. Radio, flashing lights, laser, and other means were tried and all failed. In a desperate attempt to find out who or what was hovering in the skies, disrupting global air traffic, and causing panic and chaos below, the Chinese, along with the North Koreans attempted to board one of the space craft. When the aircraft carrying a platoon of soldiers neared one of the largest spaceships it suddenly crumpled from the front and fell out of the sky. None of the escort aircraft had picked up any sign of a weapon launch. Fearing that the aliens may have attacked several of the jets launched missiles

As soon as the missiles neared the spacecraft, they too crumpled and fell, or exploded in midair, several yards away from the edge of the spaceship. When the missiles exploded, a brief shimmer would appear in the air, directly in front of them, and then disappear. The footage of the event was studied around the globe by every nation, and it was soon discovered that a shield appeared to surround the ship. A few weeks study found that the shield was formed by gravity, and was not composed of any known energy.

The Americans made first contact with the alien species after three months. A university had been experimenting with a new transmission system, which unknown to them, had been broadcasting in transient space. The K’tcha were the first to send messages through the same frequency. They had abandoned radio communication centuries ago, and had little means of communicating beyond t-space comm systems. After several months a common language was formed by both the K’tcha, and humanity forming a pidgin between their two tongues.

It was soon realized that the K’tcha were here not as invaders, but as refugees. Their solar system had been devastated when their sun went nova. The remnants of the race had fled, some in the same direction, others were scattered amongst the stars. Over 770 million K’tcha lived among the ships flying back and forth across the globe, and they were asking permission to live on Earth, among the native population of the planet.

Eager to acquire the technology and advancements of the aliens, many countries threw open their borders, inviting the strange beings out of their ships, and into their land. At first it was only a trickle, the bravest of the K’tcha venturing forth to visit and report back. Humanities first glimpse of the alien race happened when the first landing craft touched down at Mojave Interplanetary Spaceport. The first being to step out was light blue in color, and humanoid in shape. The K’tcha wore clothing that covered most of its body. The uncovered parts were covered in a light soft fur. Narrow, golden-green, eyes swept back and forth, taking in the assorted humanity waiting to great it. A soft rumbling growl emerged from its throat, and two more K’tcha stepped out. The first one was a light red in color, and smaller then blue K’tcha. The second to step out dwarfed both of the first two, and was a dark golden color. Another growl emerged from the blue K’tcha’s throat, and a device around its neck started to speak in slightly accented English.
“Greetings natives of this planet. We come in peace and only request that you allow us to live on your planet with you. My name is Tareeth, and I speak for our clan, the Z’toka.”

Tareeth paused as an older man walked forward and stopped in front of him. Holding his hand out, and baring his teeth the man started to speak.
“Greetings Tareeth, I am President Thomas Strong, the leader of the country you have landed in. The people behind me represent nations from all over the Earth. We are all here to greet you in peace as well. Since you have chosen our country to visit first, I would like to be the first to offer you, and your people, land to settle in. Our government has already started to map areas where you can land your ships and start building.”

The President stepped forward and reached for Tareeth’s hand. Tareeth, not knowing what to do let the hairless human grasp his hand and was surprised when the human started moving it up and down. Following the human’s example, he also moved his arm up and down. Several other humans rushed up with strange black devices, and started to throw flashes of light at him. Bewildered by the display of light and movement Tareeth stood still as the strange human continued to bare his teeth.
Still smiling, the President paused for a few more photographs, and then releasing Tareeth’s hand, he continued speaking, “Welcome to the United States of America son, and now, if you, and your fellow K’tcha will come with us, we’ve prepared a meal in your honor.”

Tareeth understood this part. It was common among the clans to have a meal together when they first met.