The Rocknauts Part X
The human race had thrown everything it had at the visitors with little or no effect. Around the world every visible piece of war waging hardware had been reduced to quantum particulate. Still the energy bands whipped across the face of the earth, and still the band played on.
The energy bands undulated in feint maneuvers here and there, looking for another target to make itself known. After a while another song began.
In the depths of military bunkers generals sighed in disappointment, mulling over their devastating losses. Not one was ready to admit defeat without another ‘shot’, or attempt at one. A handful, here and there had one more futile gesture to make. Satellites and silos were warming up for missile launches. Two sets of coordinates were uploading into perspective targeting solution processors. One last act of defiance would soon ensue.
Singer was in the chorus section belting out a message.
(Chorus as intro) “The blind man scans the stars. The mute man sings a song. The deaf man hears the music, That the cripple man dances to, In the moment of truth.”
(Verse-1) Way back in yesterday, a days’ labor, for a days’ pay. The sweat on your back, was a simple fact. Food on the table, pillow under head. A mans’ word, was all that he had. Now look how quickly man forgets.
(Verse-2) Lawyers, politicians, black and white smear into grey. Although you read, it’s legalese. It’s all an act, stabs you in the back. They twist the blade, so many ways. Can you forgive them and forget?
(Bridge) Forked and silver, many tongues. Laying waste to everyone. Change the rules, in the game. Lead you right, into the flames.
(words, music, and arrangement by: Jose’ Diaz)
Guitar danced his finger upon the fret-board. The tones were distorted and dirty yet the chord progressions were eloquent and memorable. Bass and Drum held down the tight rhythm section.
Thousands of silos commenced the eruption of their deadly packages skyward, and hundreds of satellites purged themselves of their doomsday magazines. Not a single device was countered by the energy bands. Warmongers found elation and renewed hope that this volley might succeed where all else had failed. Contrails streaked onto courses bound for opposite hemispheres.
The first reaction from the Rocknauts was a simple increase in volume. Their energy bands were still flashing rapidly along their circuit. On the night side of earth they chased away every shadow. On the day side they were equally as affective. The second reaction came soon thereafter. Each band of exotic power suddenly flattened vertically and extended upwards to create a wall. The bright ‘paddles’ extended quickly beyond the moons orbit and faded in intensity once past that point. Knots of multi-colored flashes peppered each wall of light and with one quarter of a sweep every inbound device was pulverized. Staccato thunderclaps raced thru the atmosphere and sheets of shooting stars swept across the skies.
Thus was the end of war for mankind. Their weapons reduced to dust, their armies wiped away like so much talcum, and still their generals screamed out in defiance from their buried citadels.
The four-bladed paddle-wheel deconstructed itself back down to the original four energy conduits. The cello-like thrum eased off to what was probably a normal roar. The flicker of light and the resultant shadow display continued to strobe across the planet. Ever so deftly, the bands began to decelerate. The Rocknauts kept playing but slowed their speed to sub-sonic. They each came to a stop along with their circuits above the equator and began to tip their stages left and right. The energy bands undulated to their rhythmic motion and the Rocknauts began to move along their bands.
Drum approached a small mountain range and battered out a rolling ‘fill’ for the song being played. His band lurched along longitudinally and from his right a bow of it dropped down and connected with the rocky range. Where it disappeared into the ground plasma erupted in fury. The prominence split into two and diverged. Some length of the beam arched thru the depths of the mountain range and shockwaves rolled down every face. Dust bore witness to avalanches, professing that something deep within had been violently destroyed. The separate visible ‘ends’ of the beam re-converged and the filament of destruction lifted up and away from the still trembling peaks.
Guitar, Bass, and Singer all repeated Drums’ actions around the world. Generals and other defiant leaders soon found that there was no place to hide. The Rocknauts even struck reserve missiles and other stockpiles of ordinance. Research and development facilities also hidden deep underground were targets just as easily rendered moot. Down to the darkest and deepest secrets of mankind’s trysts with the follies of destruction, not one thing was spared.
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