Athena sat on the edge of the wooden table, her fingers absentmindedly tracing the rough grain of the surface.
Her mind was still clouded by the remnants of her dreams, but reality struck her harder when Xavier spoke.
His words weren't spoken with urgency, nor with panic. He simply stated them as facts, facts that changed everything. "The earth is slowly being invaded," Xavier said, his voice low but firm.
"Not just by zombies, but something far worse. Creatures that don't belong here. They've begun appearing in different regions, and every time they show up, they leave nothing but destruction in their wake."
Athena frowned. "Aliens?" She could barely believe what she was saying, but deep down, she knew it wasn't impossible.
Not after everything she had seen, not after the strange sword that appeared in her hands, not after the fragments of her dreams that were starting to feel more like memories.
