The Choice

I stepped onto the platform at Section X I had made the choice there was no turning back, I was now one of them. It started years ago when they arrived to our planet, most of us knew nothing of life out there beside ourselves. Even when we had reached great technology the search for life had been ultimately deemed unreal. Those who believed in nothing but the religious rejoiced. We had built interstellar ship visited far reaches of the universe and had never encountered life other than what we colonized. It was on a July evening the year was 2125, that is when the night sky went blue. Their ship arrived on earth as we now understand it entered through hyperspace port, into our lives. I was 7 years old, the blue light that radiated upon entering from hyperspace was so bright as to mimic the sun, I quickly was awaken from my sleep. As I held my hand up as to shield my eyes to get a glimpse of what was in the sky the blue radiant color slowly began to fade and it revealed a ship unlike we had seen. It diameter was 300 feet wide. it width was 100 feet tall. It wasn't saucer shape it was more like an old stealth bomber black and slender at edges growing thicker at the center it had long spike like extension with hundredths of lights. My parent had awaken from the neighborhood commotion, some where screaming in fear other made no outward expression but fear was in there eyes, while other were in awe. After the 10th phone call from the neighbors my mother decided it be best to go inside as she was getting worried, but I hesitated i wanted to see what would happen next, after a hard time trying to convince me to get back inside she bribed me by allowing me to watch the news as event unfolded. As fast as it arrived the broadcasting began all over the world. Just as soon as it was broadcast was given, UGO stepped in, censored what was shown and gave it first statement "The United Galactic Organization has everything in control please do not panic, please remain in your home and remain calm, we are in the process of discovering why the visitor have come to our planet. Not only is this a historic moment but we now know we are not alone." and as immediately as that statement was release so did all hell broke lose in the religious community. "This is satan we are dealing with, we must be careful, we must pray that these monster leave" It seemed no matter how advanced we were no matter how congruent we had form our planet how we strived to be unified. The one thing that always set us apart from everyone else was our religious belief. We had unified the people of our planet but failed to unify our beliefs. With all religion and with all individual comes either tolerance or indifference. Those brained washed to believe that the Aliens were Satan believed so. Those who believed in God but were totally exactly sure that life did not exist beside what they have known were skeptic. Those who were spiritual and accept those who were they were extended their welcome. Finally the academic only envisioned numbers and statistics and rubbed their noses as to say "we were right". The math had turned out to be true we couldn't have been the only life.

It took UGO 3 days before releasing their next statement, and that was that they had received a package with a numeric primer as to how to communicate with our visitors, and that they were in progress of constructing said device. Days passed slowly and everyday after school I would sit in my yard and peer into the sky to catch a glimpse of the wondrous vessel. Days turned into years I was now 10, and my love for the perplexing ship was at it highest I was in love with it I wanted to know more I wanted to greet them I wanted to know all that made them, who they are. That summer UGO finally finished construction on the tiny device that had failed so many times due to miscalculations. They had finally succeeded and during all this time the Aliens had not moved had not uttered a word had not made themselves visible. The first contact was scheduled for tomorrow. In which I begged my mother to skip class, and to my surprised she allowed me to just for this event. She understood how important this relic in the sky had become to be for me. That night I could not sleep, but managed, as soon as sun hit I awoke and I planted myself on the couch and turned on the TV and watched CNN all day as it counted to the event. Hours passed and I did not budge, no matter how many times they repeated what was already known I sat there like statues sit perched upon high cathedrals. Unmovable. After 8 hours of waiting at 2:00 PM Eastern Time the world watched as UGO sent their class 5 galactic warship "Red Death" it slowly rose against the Alien ship the Red Death was a small ship compared to Alien vessel at 75 feet in length and 30 feet high there was no comparison. This particular Red Death war cruiser was fitted with 300 speakers and receivers which funneled the singled into the Alien translator and vice versa allowing us to finally communicate. This particular Red Daeth was maned by ASIMO X the smartest AI sanctioned for use for the UGO military only. The UGO prime-mister representing the 33 colonies of earth delivered his message via Laser in which it relayed through the translator. Red Death finally reach the right altitude. At the split second silence seem to fall upon earth. "I'm Prime-Minister Orion of the United Galactic Organization from our 33 colonies of earth we great you in peace" as the prime-minister spoke through the reciever it quickly translated and through the fastened speakers High pitches noises resonated it reminded me of our history of the world wide web in communication class, the noise sound that of a "modem" i believe they were named. Just as soon the high pitch language was received the Alien ship began to slightly glow and cameras began to zoom at one point, where the leader of the alien race appeared to be hovering on crystalline platform that seemed to appear from no where the large hexagonal platform were emerald green and as the pressure stabilized and the air cleared we got to see the first glimpse of the alien race, and our of the fog created walked out three figures, One taller than the other two but all three enormously taller than any human. They were thin, with bird like feathers the leader was wearing a tall head dress and carrying a cane. As he stepped onto the platform they became various shades of green and as he stepped forward they would rearrange themselves as to accommodate their master. When he got close enough to the Red Death as to reach the fastened transmitter its large tribal patterned beak began to move and high pitched noises resonated into the transmitter. "I'm Zion 5 the leader of our race, we come to ask your planet for assistance" . The small delayed continued "...and how may we come to a peaceful solution as to what you seek" the UGO prime-minister replied. "We seek that what is unique to your race, that which drives human emotion, creativity, and inspiration. We seek to harvest what you call the human soul". There was silence and shock around the globe it was internally felt. The human soul not even humans had been able to determine the existence of our soul. Here was a race that we had no knowledge of and they knew more about humanity than any scholar, priest, teacher, or any of the wisest man the earth could provide. "I must return an answer at a later time" UGO prime-minister uttered the fear in his voice was apparent. I knew in my mind we would either cooperate or we would go to war.


The UGO prime-minister knew he had no chance against the technology he was faced with, after days of deliberation amongst the colonies of the earth we voted. The vote would determine whether we would go to war or pass GR-333 Galactic Resolution 333, which read "at age 25 those participants as laid out by Alien Race named Zionites who wish to join their soul and destroy their humanity and be joined forever into the fading life force of zionites can do so willingly" almost 4 years after they had arrived 31 of the 33 colonies voted to no fight but to allow those willing participants to give their soul, and there was many. People began creating small communities for that purpose only. To provide souls for an Alien Race. An alien race that who held the power of the understanding of the life energy which is our soul. Zion 5 was in debt to our race, and thus began a long relation between the Zion race and the human race. In exchange they taught us all their could about their technology, we learned more about the human soul than any era that the human race was on earth. That our soul gathers experience and emotion from birth till death and those experience are embedded into the life stream, the life stream which we call God, something even the Zionites did not fully understand. They did understand that the life energy was enhanced by peace, music, and inspiration. Yet the transfer from our body to theirs was painful, and they warned any one who choose to take on this transformation that it would change their life and although their memories would be embedded and thus carrying their conscious mind into the selected Zionite they would never have control of their soul it would become a part of the life stream of the Zions.

In 2133 I was had made the choice to give my soul, that summer of first contact after learning the specific would secretly train my soul to gather more life energy I would enjoy my favorite music listen to inspiration speech and tried to be as peaceful as I could. By the age of 15 I was ready I left a note on my bed and contact the Zionites through my life force and it worked. I was greeted by two shaman Zionites like smoke they appeared in my room, and just like smoke we vanished and I was inside. The tall spikes that I stared at through half of my life were colonies all incorporated into the ship. I looked ahead of me and on the far wall was a large red X, I did not need translator to speak with them, as my life force knew how. They explained to me that Sector X was reserved for us that it is where the transformation would happen. We quickly approached the tall platform where Zion 5 the leader stood. He bowed in gratitude, I stepped up onto the platform where I stood within a circle around the circle intricate patterns, and marking were etched into the floor. Zion 5 began to speak "the life force of your soul is grand and thus I have chosen you for my own body, I'm slowly decaying but your soul will ensure the survival of my race, I can't thank you enough." He directed his speech at me. He removed his ceremonial dress and what was uncovered was his skeletal body almost translucent. He then began the ceremonial dance. As white life force followed him as he flap his wing around me, jumping in mid air, spinning, and gliding. The white energy encircled me, I began to see images of death, I began to destroy my own soul as to prepare it for a smoother transfer, all the inspiration, happiness, and peace was drain from my soul all I felt was loneliness. My mind was in darkness then I was greeted by a bright light, and as quickly as I laid my eyes on it I was drawn in. I had transferred my soul my being into Zion 5. I had given my soul up for another race. I was no longer me, I was now Zion 5. My only hope was that God would understand my choice, and if wrong that he forgive me. For given my life so easily.