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The Rocknauts Part VIII
By joseexist in Musings On Muses
July 16, 2010

The Rocknauts Part VIII

Over the next several days the Rocknauts played many different songs. Each was broadcast around the world and each was unique in its own right with a message that was conveyed with volume and conviction.

Fleets of warships began to congregate in the vicinity. Flags from many nations flew proudly in defiance of the visitors. Aircraft circled high overhead and watched with electronic eyes. Satellites did the same.

At some point, several test shots were fired at the energy strings. The effect was just as useless as any other attack had been. Someone with a ‘cooler head’ had ordered a surveillance drone to fly slowly thru one of the bright ribbons. It passed thru without incident and after the results were verified several ships drifted their superstructures thru. If any electronic anomalies occurred, no one was willing to share secrets.

The Rocknauts were just into the intro of a soft tune when the first ships revved up and began to tack away. They ignored the out-of-the-ordinary development and played on.

After a day or so the horizon was a broken line affair with all the various ships keeping station just at the vertex of sea and sky. After so many millions of tons of ordinance had been expended with no affect it had to be wondered, what did the powers of earth have left? The answer came soon enough. Two cruise-missiles leapt up from one ship at the horizon. They arched over and settled down over the ocean at ten feet. Neck and neck, they kicked in boosters and lurched toward the ball of water. The Rocknauts ignored them. Two blinding flashes flowered together at the base of the sphere. The energy strings sputtered off and on for a few seconds as the E.M.P. and hydrogen weapons released their full yield. The music stopped abruptly and the four stages wobbled loosely out of formation.

Singer had fallen to his knees screaming in pain as the plasma ball expanded outward for two miles before lifting skyward. It took a wall of seawater with it. The glow gone, a heavy rain shrouded the scene but everyone heard singer exclaim, “Now, that hurt!”

Guitar and Bass had collapsed atop their stages and Drum was slumped over his kit. The energy bands flickered back to their original intensity and each visitor regained their composure with heads shaking and eyes fluttering. “Re-polarize!” Bass screamed.

“Got it!” Drum informed.

A pulse of multicolored emissions raced away along the beams as a wave of more missiles left the horizon. The sea in and around the target zone was still boiling when everything arrived. The electromagnetic spectrum crackled in protest to the torrential cascade of man-made pulses and fusion detonations. The staccato-bursts of light made the sun appear black in a white-hot sky. In mere moments a gurgling mass of yellow-red plasma was stabbing upwards and outwards, pushing the earth’s atmosphere ahead of it in a shockwave that bulged into the vacuum of space. Contrails marking the paths of each missile undulated on the pressure wave that raced away from the scene. As the bottom of the plasma wall lifted the ocean below exploded into a rich multicolored flame accented by dissolved solids.

The Rocknauts had been hurt by the first two simultaneous detonations, but they had not been beaten. Their patience on the other hand, had finally run out.