The Noah Come Ashore

My story of the Noah has taken a firm seat in the back row as I worked on other stories and ideas.  I think it's time for these aliens from a world covered in oceans to continue their quest to save humanity.

With everyone else on the base running around packing, Darryl made his way into the communications room to see if he could ask the Noah to translate the unusual signal his cousin had found.  The equipment was still active, but the Private that usually operated it was nowhere to be seen.  That was very unusual since messages may come in from the Noah or governments at any time.  Darryl didn't dwell on the situation much as he takes the seat before the console and enters the commands to transmit a signal to the Noah.  He included the signal his cousin had detected and requested any additional information the Noah may have on its nature.  In all honesty, Darryl figured it was simply a relay signal from the Noah themselves.

The captain of the Noah ship initiates the final DNA scans and collection procedures to save the various species of Earth.  Collection systems and biological storage tanks are readied for the humans to occupy them while in suspension.  There are enough tanks and space for every human being on Earth, assuming they can all be evacuated before the Drag'kon arrive.

The communications officer on the Noah ship received the new signal from Earth.  The first part of the signal was simple enough.  The attached audio file did cause some alarm.  The communications officer quickly alerted the ship's captain and began reviewing earlier scans of the solar system.  There she finds the Drag'kon scout ship's ion trail.  More to her dismay, she sees the Drag'kon attack fleet as they emerge from the asteroid belt in full attack formation.

Small, swift attack craft surround the rest of the fleet.  Their energy weapons primed to harass any defenses the fleet might encounter.  Any major damage would be dealt by the disruptor arrays and missile launchers of the larger ships.  The single Noah ship, even a battlecruiser, would be hard pressed to defend itself against such numbers.  Keeping the Earth safe while evacuating the planet would be nearly impossible.

There are still some elements of the story I wish to use.  It's just a matter of figuring out how to get them to fit in naturally.

The Tale of The Noah continues....

Unfortunately, I wasn't able to get my story of the Noah completed in time to enter it in the science fiction contest I had planned on.  Real life reared its ugly head and interrupted my writing time too much.  The story itself also took on a life of its own that would not allow itself to be ended quickly.

I did go back and do a little editing to my previous entries in order to clarify a few things and correct a couple of mistakes.  I will update the previous posts with these edits by this time next week.  Word of these updates will be posted on my Facebook page.  In the meantime, here is a continuation of the story itself that I did manage to make despite interruptions, interferences, and power outages.

The majority of the crew of the Noah battleship waited patiently for a communication from Earth. Those that would be directly involved in the evacuation maintained their systems in a state of readiness. Others waited until their duties maintaining the environmental systems for the humans were required. While the environmental systems could be maintained automatically, the upkeep of a dry environment by a ship built for those that normally resided in oceans wasn't to be trusted to computers alone.

Darryl studied the interference patterns his cousin had emailed him. Without realizing how long he had been staring at the graphs and listening to the audio recordings, he finally got a grasp on what was before him. He rubbed his tired eyes, printed out a few key files and made a couple of notes, and carried everything to the dining hall. There he searched for one scientist in particular. This researcher had a hobby that involved numbers and multiple possible permutations and sequences. If anyone could figure out the details of what Darryl's cousin had sent him, it was a long-time D&D player and Game Master.

Darryl saw Alistair sitting alone eating with one hand and making notes on graph paper with the other. He approached the lone scientist with pages in hand. After a few minutes of discussion, Alistair looked away from his notes to the ones Darryl had presented. Looking over them briefly he stated, “It's simple. It's a base 12 encoding. Just different enough to our own base 10 to seem random unless someone is used to looking over numerical possibilities. I'm due to be back in the lab shortly. Once my shift is over, I will look over your notes and this signal and let you know if anything rises from the mists of confusion.”

Darryl thanked Alistair and grabbed a quick snack for himself from the buffet tables. He was due to start a work shift himself soon. As he was getting ready for the last few hours of his work shift, two pieces of news came to Darryl's attention almost simultaneously. Alistair had started to decode the information Darryl had given him earlier. While an exact translation was impossible, there were data components that could be easily interpreted. Alistair would meet with Darryl later with the information.

The second piece of news impacted the camp at large. The politicians had finally come up with a message to be broadcast to the Noah. The message accepted the help of the Noah in evacuating the planet, should they provide enough evidence that said evacuation was necessary. They also wanted to know the specifics of the plans for the evacuation so priorities could be made for getting more valued members of humanity safe first. There was no mention of how it would be determined which members of humanity were more valuable than others. The people that worked around the base were nearly unanimous in guessing that the politicians would form the head of the line. There was little to no mention of rescuing the non-human residents of the planet Earth. This came as no surprise to anyone that had worked with the politicians for more than five minutes.

The Noah received the message and excitement and activity both increased significantly as the crew prepared themselves for the evacuation plan. There was some confusion regarding the possibility of prioritizing the evacuation. The Noah felt that all life was equally important, regardless of how obvious or subtle their contribution to society may be. Because of this, their evacuation plan treated all the residents of Earth as equals and would evacuate them all at once. They were already scanning less intelligent lifeforms and comparing the results with their original scans when they originally transported everything to Earth. They looked for variations in DNA sequences that had crept in over numerous generations. This would allow them to simply update their files for reconstitution instead of collecting completely new DNA scans. There were a few new species that were descended closely enough to previously known species that an adjustment was all that would be required.

The Drag'kun battle fleet was primed for their attack. Designated crafts were starting to alter their course in order to intercept and attack the Noah battleship. The rest of the fleet would quickly enter Earth's atmosphere and begin razing major population centers. Panicking citizens would later be collected for enslavement. They would then be forced to extract usable materials from the wreckage of their own former homes and places of industry. Some would be given the ardous task of gathering raw minerals from the planet itself. There were no plans for stocking food or supplies for these slaves since they weren't expected to survive their duties.

Please leave a comment saying what you do or don't like about the story and where you think the story may go.

The Noah Push On

Despite my best efforts, the story of the Noah inspired by a tweet from Lar DaSouza won't leave me alone.  Similarities between certain aspects of humanity in reality and those in fiction are being drawn.  The individual human characters are beginning to become fleshed out.  While not featured here, the cruelties the Drag'kon are capable of is starting to become more severe in my mind.  

This entire tale is taking on more of a life than I thought it ever would.  Maybe I should get it a birth certificate and start claiming it as a dependent.

The Noah ship was picking up faint signals from the assembled device they had left behind on Earth so many centuries ago. There was no coherent message, but the fact a signal was being broadcast was encouraging. The communications panels were double staffed on all shifts in anticipation of the need to send messages back and forth between the ship and the planet. This meant personnel had to be diverted from other duties. The captain and other officers all agreed that, given their location and situation, it was deemed sufficient to have one individual cover both sensor scan reports and engineering monitors. Both systems were expected to be a low priority for some time. The engines were in a low power cruise mode until a response from Earth prompted acceleration to a higher speed for the rescue effort. Since the Drag'kon weren't expected to arrive for some time, there shouldn't be any changes in the reports from standard system scans. Unfortunately this meant a series of ionic fluctuations passing near Saturn were missed by someone who was looking at engine temperatures at that moment.

The politicians were doing what they seemed to be experts at, arguing. Their entire responsibility was to compose a message from all the peoples of Earth. In quick order, they had agreed to accept whatever help the Noah had to offer. However, the issue of a planetary evacuation would be tabled until such a time as the presence, or even the existence, of the Drag'kon could be proven. It was the composition and content of the message that was being thoroughly discussed. Each figure felt writers from their homeland should be featured in the message. Initial sections and passages were developed and compromises made. Later segments would be introduced, and accepted only if words that had been agreed upon earlier were changed. This entire process was repeated and repeated until it was the subject of numerous comedian monologues and bets were being placed with Las Vegas odds-makers. If any of them knew the importance of information that was only now coming to light, they would put their differences aside and urge the Noah to hurry and save all of humanity.

Darryl had finally sorted through most of his personal emails despite numerous interruptions from scientific inquiries regarding his discovery of the alien device's nature. While he couldn't offer any additional technical insights, it was his ability to recognize patterns and familiarity with the Noah's broadcast that made him a celebrity around the frozen base. Now that he finally had a few minutes to himself, he could see what his cousin was so interested in that she felt he should know about it and not her superiors at NASA. The message was rather brief. She had picked up something strange in the data relays from robotic probes on Mars. The bulk of the email was attachments of data files and transcripts of the data streams with the strange interruptions. Darryl's cousin just asked if it was possible he could share the information with one of the scientists on the base. She had no idea how many of them would be willing to look at pretty much anything he put before them.

Behind their stealth tech and maneuvers, the Drag'kon were monitoring the Noah closely and positioning themselves for battle. Shield generators were charged and ready to be activated. Photonic energy weapons were primed. Electromagnetic pulse devices were loaded into their tubes for launching into the Earth's atmosphere. Attack patterns and contingency plans were formed and entered into the combat computers. All of this was accomplished as Saturn's rings shrank in the view from behind the fleet and Jupiter grew before them. The level of excitement from the pending battle, regardless of how one-sided it seemed, was on a constant rise.

Leave a comment and let me know if you think, once the story is done, it should be developed and edited into its own book for publication.

When will the Noah arrive?

Stories can be outlined and planned in extreme detail.  Even so, they tend to grow organically.  Characters that were planned to be a utility in the background can become major players in the plot.  Items and inanimate objects that appear important at first may fall by the side without a clue.  All of this is a natural part of the story writing process.  Just as life can change plans in the real world, a fictional world can develop a life of its own and alter the original plans of the author.  A good tale is one that balances the author's first intentions with the wild growth of the tale itself.

The young technician was having difficulty getting any of her superiors to take note of the signal she had found.  Some said the signal was too short and couldn't be anything more than a simple distortion.  Another informed her that the Noah had transmitted their initial signal in many languages of Earth, therefore her signal couldn't be anything because it was too alien in nature.  He pointed the nearly random nature of the signal further showed it was simply a natural phenomenon.  She was escorted out of his office before she was unable to point out the base 6 encoding he has missed that made the signal appear random to anyone used to seeing data in patterns of base 8 or 10.  Anyone else that she felt would understand what she had was either in Antarctica or at a dedicated research station in communication with Antarctica.  She would have to find a way to get the data she had into the hands of someone closer to the South Pole.

In the cold at the bottom of the Earth, a small discovery had been made.  The varying artifacts that had been scattered around the planet as proof of their former presence could all be joined into one object.  When combined, the object seemed to modify electromagnetic signals nearby and give off a new signal.  The new signal was the same, regardless of the frequency or type of signal present.  AM radio signals, VHF television broadcasts, and digital data transmissions were all apparently detected, modified, and transmitted again as the same signal.  Through much experimentation it was discovered that the only variation in the new signals was one of strength.  Each retransmission was slightly stronger than the original broadcast.  However, an inability to understand the signal the object transmitted meant the scientific minds were still stumped as to its purpose.

A studious officer on duty in the communications building happened to discover something the scientists had all missed.  Each time there was a test on the strange object, he picked up a signal similar to the Noah's that lasted the exact duration of the test, but much weaker and locally sent.  He recognized the nature of the alien transmissions from reports and recordings he had been studying in his off duty hours.  After detecting a week's worth of tests, the officer took his readings and the detailed reports of earlier signals from the aliens to a group of scientists having some food in one of the common buildings.  They quickly understood what he was trying to show them.  They took this new information to the laboratories without finishing their meals.  There was finally a way to directly communicate with the Noah.  Now it was up to the diplomats and numerous governmental representatives to come up with a message to send.  Hopefully there would still be time for the Noah to help humanity when the politicians reached a consensus.

When the officer returned to his quarters, he was in a good mood and decided to read some of his personal emails.  He found one from a cousin of his that worked for NASA, and she was asking him for a favor.  He would read the rest of that one later.  His sister was due to have a new baby any day now and he had a pool going with some of his comrades that involved the new baby's birth weight and time.  There was an email from his mother that could have some interesting news.

A number of Drag'kon attack craft quickly approached the orbit of Uranus.  They were still undetected by the single Noah craft.  None of the technology on Earth was capable of seeing them approach before they wanted to be seen.  The captains were all anxious about the pending battle, but visibly relaxed.  A number of the weapons personnel were salivating at the thought of a fight, even when not at their stations.  The lower ranks working in the bowels of the ship were only aware of their ever present duties, in battle or traveling between systems didn't change anything for them.

I will admit that certain connections have appeared in this segment that I didn't really expect.  The relation between the communications officer and the technician that discovered the Drag'kon was completely unplanned.  It does add a possible tool that can be utilized in more than one way later as well as a possible wrinkle to add a touch of drama if needed.

How can the Noah help?

This is another installment in the saga of the alien race known as the Noah.  I know where I want this story to go, just not real sure how I want to get there.

The evidence of the Noah's existence and nature had all been located and brought to the representatives of the countries in which the items were found. Through much discussion and debate, a neutral location was chosen for the items to be brought together and examined. A place where further debates can be made without any one country having a home turf advantage. Each representative would have two security personnel and a scientific adviser with them. The small number in each party was determined to balance the size from each nation and not overtax the limited resources readily available at the chosen location. The lack of native population, military presence, or cultural influence meant that Antarctica would be an ideal meeting place for both international and interstellar guests despite the harsh environment.

Shelters were set up for each group to participate in their respective activities. The scientists shared notes on the items that had been found, their theories regarding the materials the items were made of, and possible methods for translating the strange script engraved on them. The various governmental representatives met in small committees that attempted to establish proper protocols and priorities for future meetings. Very little was said about the signal that had brought them all together. Off duty security personnel simply lounged around and discussed various travels they had been on and former comrades that had been lost to one foe or another, sometimes speaking with the fatal individual themselves. Mere weeks had passed since the Noah's signal had first been detected and received. Most of the world's population assumed that bringing all of these differing people together so fast meant they could quickly come up with a solution to the problem of the Drag'kun that would benefit everyone. Two things nobody realized was how long it would really take the politics to get anything accomplished and that the two year deadline mentioned by the Noah was an overestimation.

While all the talking, discussing, and theorizing was happening, the Noah continued approaching the Earth. They finally settled in an orbit slightly larger than that of the moon. They monitored military, civilian, and commercial communications frequencies with much intensity. Partly out of their natural curiosity for the residents of this planet, and partly out of a hope for a reply to their initial broadcast. All of their attention was focused on the blue planet below and, with the help of its residents, protecting as much of the population as possible.

The Drag'kun scout probe continued on its path, approaching the fourth planet of the system and keeping it between them and the Noah battleship as they begin their arc away from the sun. The captain of the craft closely watches the occupied planet and the other ship to ensure they aren't detected as he begins to transmit a directed signal to the fleet. His estimation was that a medium sized attack force would be sufficient. The only real opposition would come from the Noah battleship. The planet itself couldn't raise more than a few simple nuclear missiles that were best suited for harming the planet itself. No real threat to a force in orbit.

Technological rewards would be at a minimum, but natural resources would more than make up for the lack of usable parts to replace damaged ship components. The significant amount of slave labor the prominent intelligent species offered would keep the captains of all the attacking ships more than satisfied. If nothing else, all the animal species of the planet could be used to replenish food stores through the majority of the fleet.

All of this was transmitted from the scout pod to the Drag'kun in charge of the large fleet. The signal was sent in a series of small, quick bursts to minimize the chances of detection and interception by anyone else. This procedure was followed despite the small chance that anyone else in the system even knew they were there.

By the time the scout ship rejoined them, the attackers would be done with their efforts and splitting whatever spoils they obtained amongst themselves. He knew there would be some rewards for him and his crew, but the best choices would be kept by the attacking captains for their own enjoyment.

Unbeknownst to the captain, a small robotic probe on the red planet below the Drag'kun craft and its orbiting relay satellite operated on a frequency complimentary to the one the scout captain used. The satellite picked up the transmission and automatically relayed it to monitoring station. Only a single person noticed the odd signal embedded in the usual feed from the scientific instruments of the robot. It suddenly struck her that she was looking at another signal from an alien species. With all the top scientists in Antarctica, could she get anyone's attention? Would they understand what this other signal meant? Did she understand what it meant?

Once again, to be continued.....

On a side note, my calendar is in the shop so I should have the next post up on Wednesday as promised, not Thursday.

What can the Noah do?

Stories with holiday themes abound this time of year.  Children being shown the true meaning of Christmas, adults renewing their belief in humanity and Santa, the cold weather bringing wintry characters to life.  Sometimes it's nice to get away from all of these types of tales and read something that doesn't relate to gifts, snow, or families singing carols.  With that in mind I present a continuation of the tale I wrote about twice before, the alien race known as the Noah.

I have made one adjustment since my last post set in this universe.  I changed the name of the aggressive reptilian race from Drag'korn to Drag'kun.  It keeps the similarity to "dragon" that I wanted without being as clumsy.

The first signals from the Noah weren't received by fields of SETI dishes, military tracking stations, or scientific radio telescopes.  A boy trying to expand the frequencies his satellite television receiver picked up in an attempt to get free adult channels was suddenly bombarded with multiple video images and several audio feeds simultaneously.  History would never know of this, the onslaught to his senses triggered an epileptic seizure.  He wouldn't remember any of what he saw or heard, even after others began noticing the signal and word of it quickly spread across social media and news media stations.

Pundits and self-titled experts argued and debated about the import of the signal.  Governments rushed to dispatch personnel to investigate the sites the Noah mentioned as proof of their statements.  This was accomplished at a pace only slightly faster than some civilians realized they might become rich if they were the first to posses whatever items made up this proof.  More debates and arguments arose as the proof was located and the reality of the Noah was verified.

Churches were filled beyond their capacity as devout parishioners and rare visitors rushed to seek answers from their pastors and other religious leaders.  Many streets were empty as other people sat in clusters around their televisions, enraptured by screens displaying split views of the Noah's message and statements from government officials.  Different countries each declared their people were more worthy and their voices should be heard over the citizens of other nations.  Very few people were taking note of the deadline mentioned in the Noah's message as discussions were held regarding what should be done and who was responsible for doing it.

Approaching the Earth, the Noah observed the multiple signals bouncing across and around the planet as the humans conversed.  Centuries of observation and study had taught the Noah much patience.  They exercised this patience as they waited for a response from the planet.  As it was obvious the words vastly outnumbered any actions, no response was immediately expected.

Unseen by either the ship or the planet, a small pod with practically no emissions drifted into the system on a calculated ballistic trajectory.  It was an advanced scout sent by the Drag'kun.  Travelling at a speed near that of light, the scout pod would be able to pick up the signals between Earth and the Noah before being detected.  The commander of the pod's crew would quickly interpret these signals and relay them with his notes to the approaching fleet still some distance outside the Oort cloud of the solar system.  The fleet would use this data to determine how best to continue their approach.  There was no doubt an attack would happen, it was only the number and types of ships to use that was to be determined.  Too many ships and the spoils of war would be spread too thin between the attackers.  Too few ships and the captains of the fleet would become bored before reaching another target rich system and begin to fight amongst themselves.

While I do have a lot of hope for the future of humanity, I do believe that current society would do heaps of talking during a global discovery like this before any action would actually take place.  Of course, the infinite possibilities of the universe means that Earthlings may not have sole possession of this particular trait.

Where were the Noah?

A few weeks ago I posted the beginning of a story inspired by a Tweet from artist Lar DeSouza.  This is the continuation of that story.

Many millennium had passed since the Noah had first visited this system. An unexpected communication from their home world forced them to return as soon as they had finished seeding the healthy planet with life. An unfortunate war with a violent reptilian species forced the recall of all exploratory vessels in the Noah's fleet. The reptiles grew to large sizes compared to most intelligent species. They had broad wings they used for gliding in some atmospheres. They had a unique ability to spray an acidic combination from their mouths that burned into most types of flesh. They used this talent for “breathing fire” sparingly and effectively.

Despite the extreme suffering on both sides, the war with the Drag'korns continued to this day. The reptiles had scouted the majority of the Noah's research stations and colonized worlds. The scaled advanced teams had left their mark on many worlds and developing civilizations. It seemed that the goal of the Drag'korns was to obliterate the entire Noah race and every other species they had encountered, the residents of this small remote planet included.

A craft very different than the one that had rescued all the life of a single planet now stealthily approached the planetary system's largest gas giant. This craft bristled with fewer protrusions of scientific equipment and more weapons pods and missile ports. The crew featured more battle hardened warriors than curious seekers of knowledge. Moving through the solar system, the ship less like a stray star and more like a darker spot hiding in the blackness of space.

The Noah had left behind a number of automated sensing devices and signal relays to keep them apprised of the growth and development of their unaware beneficiaries. They had made a number of technological advances. Despite this, they had not progressed far enough to break the bond to their adopted planetary home. They had sent probes beyond their solar system and remote vehicles to neighboring planets, but had no homes outside the moist atmosphere under which they resided.

The Noah's interstellar battleship rounded the gas giant and worked its way through the asteroid belt that sat between the fourth and fifth planets. They decided to make their presence known by broadcasting a message translated into a multitude of the languages their remote devices had broadcast back to the Noah's home world and scientific stations.

The message was in two parts. The first part assured the peoples of the planet that the Noah were peaceful and meant them no harm. It mentioned a number of places where evidence of their previous visit and benign nature could be found. The second part of the message warned of the approaching Drag'korns and that race's violent intentions. The reptilians would be arriving in a about the same amount of time it took the blue planet to orbit its sun two times. The dominant race had that time to decide as one if they wanted to be evacuated once again or stand and defend their home. The Noah would aid them in any way possible. However, major battles in other star systems and the remoteness of these planets from the galactic core limited the Noah to the single ship now present.

Once again, to be continued....

Who were the Noah?

I am an avid fan of the webcomics by the duo of Ryan Sohmer and Lar DaSouza, Least I Could Do and Looking For Group.  One quiet day Lar tweeted a thought about the human race being saved by an alien race called the Noah instead of a single person from the Bible.  This got my story juices mixing.  After some time simmering on the back burner, there are a few story elements my brain cooked up.

A single star moves itself out of alignment with the others.  This goes unnoticed by the bipedal beings struggling to survive in an environment that is worsening by the day.  Weather systems shifted and changed in random patterns.  Plants were dying from both unseasonal temperatures and a subtle change in the composition of the air.  If any of the creatures living on the planet could consider such things, they would realize their planet would become a desert in less than a year.  Without anyone realizing it, that single errant star was on its way to rescue them all.

The star was a transport ship belonging to a race known as the Noah.  They were a species that had evolved deep in the waters of a planet with very little land on its surface.  It was only a small step for their curious race to leave their planet's gravity once they had developed a craft that could break the surface of their oceanic home.  They had spread out through the stars in search of more planets with large enough oceans for them to colonize.  It was considered a stroke of fortune when a small survey team of Noah had found this system.  The third planet in the system had ample oceans with sufficient depth for a colony to be established.  There was also a number of developing species on the fourth planet that could be studied for many generations.  At least that was the plan before it was discovered the fourth planet's atmosphere was quickly dissolving.  The mission was now one of mercy instead of scientific study.

The clan leader of the ship looked over the report in front of him.  Specimens of intelligent and semi-intelligent species had been collected.  Enough of each for sufficient genetic diversity as they bred and grew in numbers.  He had spent many hours watching the aquatic mammals they had collected frolic in their tanks as the giant ship transported them between the planets.  DNA samples of the lesser species had been collected.  Once they arrived at the destination, these animals were reconstituted from the samples into living creatures.

One thing on the report caught the clan leader's attention.  An error had developed in the memory buffer of the system responsible for the reconstitution.  Small fragments of DNA data had remained in the buffer after the sequence had been completed on a number of different species.  Somehow these had combined to form a combined creature with functioning aspects of a number of other animals.  It was a mammal yet would birth its young in eggs.  It could walk on land yet was semi-aquatic and built for swimming.  The leader decided to allow this odd creature to continue to exist out of a sense of curiosity.  It would be interesting to see how this creature and its offspring would be viewed by the rest of the world.

To be continued......