Authors note: I'm back with a new story… yay. This was actually inspired by my love for the dystopian Half Life 2 setting and my mother's stories of her life under a totalitarian communist government which I won't talk about here because that's a VERY sensitive topic. I know this seems like a short prologue, but I promise to develop the world as it goes on and post a few new chapters in a few days, and explaining everything in one chapter will ruin the cool stuff I'll put later. Be sure to review and PM me if you want to say your opinion on this story or suggest something for the story, hope you guys enjoy.
Prologue
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Gravity Falls, Oregon, June 27, 2022
Ten years ago, this town was once quite peaceful in its time, it may have not been much by appearance but it was special, in the sense that it had a large supernatural presence and hidden secrets kept away from its inhabitants. All kinds of creatures existed in Gravity Falls, whether its gnomes or secret societies or even triangle shaped demons, the town had it all.
But that was ten years ago. That was during a time where happiness and peace existed. That was before the invasion, before THEY came.
No one expected it, not even the most brilliant minds on earth could have predicted aliens to arrive on our planet, only loose theories of their existence. But that question was answered with their presence, aliens did in fact exist, and they made first contact with us, humanity, out of everything they could have done, they chose to reveal their existence to us, something that I wish never happened at all.
The world was stunned, unsure how to react to our new arrivals except with questions. Who were they? What were they? How did they get here? Why did they come here? Was there more out there than just them? What happened next made our curiosity vanish and became replaced with fear.
Next thing we knew, humanity was dragged into a desperate fight for survival, against a foe that has every advantage over us, firepower, numbers, and especially technology. At first, we kept our hopes up, thinking that we could beat the aliens back and preserve humanity's strength and perseverance of maintaining hope. But every second that went by, we started to realize that we were fighting a war that we already lost.
When the invasion ended, total victory was achieved by the invaders in a matter of three days, three days was all it took for an entire sentient species to fall, and as soon as they came, most of the alien armada left, leaving a few ships to stay behind to clean up the aftermath.
So began the occupation of Earth, the beginning of our never ending nightmare.
Most of our cities have been bombarded to dust by the alien ships alone, nothing but ruins and reminders of a history we will never experience again, while their ground forces landed to exterminate any remaining resisting human forces, sweeping them away like pests, while those who couldn't or wouldn't fight anymore were spared from death, and were to immediately be assimilated into a new totalitarian government the aliens had created for the occupation.
With most of humanity dead and the rest scattered, the survivors were forced to live in the few cities and towns that remained standing, including Gravity Falls where I'm stuck at, and over the course of these ten years I lived, hope has never been deader.
But if we're still alive after all these years, then I like to believe that maybe, just maybe, hope is still alive.
End of Entry.
-Dipper Pines
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Disclaimer: I don't own Gravity Falls or any of its content, bah, blah, blah, you know what I mean lawyers.