Galactic Earth (24 page)

The last massively buff soldier tackled Gudama, pushing him back into the welding room up against a wall. He readied a punch to which a blade extended from his fist. Opening his eyes wide, Gudama ducked, the bulky soldier’s forearm going through the concrete wall. Gudama delivered steel bending knees to his gut followed by a devastating palm strike to the side of his head, and grabbed a laser welder burning through the soldier’s temples. Gudama retreated and watched as the dead body went limp while catching his breath. Walking outside after recovering, Gudama met police who ordered for him to freeze.

Rushing back to the White House while avoiding cops, Gudama barged in looking for Layla, but to no avail. During his battle with the soldiers, the president along with his guard dragged Layla who resisted all the way on the golf course towards a chopper. The president laughed at her attempts to break free and even shoved her on the ground,

“Why don’t you be a good girl? We can do this the easy way or the hard way, choice is yours.”

Layla noticed a golf ball close by and as the guard came over to lift her, she inconspicuously snatched it while getting up.

Viciously Layla bit the guard’s fingers like a lioness causing him to grunt in pain. Layla pounded the guard’s face repeatedly with the ball. The guard pushed her fifteen feet away like a doll with super strength. He reached for his gun, but it wasn’t there. Much to their disbelief, Layla had grabbed the guard’s powerful gun while being attacked. She smiled as she pointed the weapon.

“I prefer the hard way,” she said before pulling the trigger.

Several shots were fired at the guard who retracted after each hit. Incredibly, the man stood his ground staring at her agitated. Layla’s eyebrows rose in shock.

No way, oh no he looks angry, she thought.

“Very unwise decision,” said the president, “It’s going to take a lot more than that to stop him.”

“How about Gitma!?” said Gudama startling them.

He projected his blast before the guard could react launching him high in the air about fifty feet away crashing into a tree, damaging it upon impact. The soldier toppled down branches to the hard ground where he lay motionless.

“Don’t come any closer!” warned the president pulling out a gun. Realizing from Gudama’s continued footsteps that he didn’t seem to care, the president threatened to shoot Layla. Gudama paused, but after a short stare down took another step.

“Don’t do it, I swear to god I’ll blow her brains out,” shouted the sweaty president.

Gudama’s eyes glanced over at Layla with a still head, then back at the president. After a short stare down with all parties looking at each other, the president’s old nerves couldn’t take it any longer and fired at Gudama. The bullet instantly flattened upon impact with his chest. It spun in midair for a moment before falling to the ground. Gudama smiled raising his chin challenging the president.

The president’s eyes enlarged as wide as sauces. Another shot was fired at Gudama’s chest, then head, both having no effect. The president took a step back. Gudama crept closer and the president fired one more that caught him in the ridge of his forehead around the left eye flinching him.

“What are you? You’re not human,” said the president detracting, lowering the gun in fear.

Layla screamed as she charged and hit the president with a flying knee to the face.

“How dare you put you filthy greasy hands on me!” she said mounting on top while letting loose multiple fists.

“Layla, that’s enough,” said Gudama.

“Are you ok?” she asked coming up to him.

“Yea, nice move,” he said.

“Sorry for not acting sooner, I didn’t know you could withstand bullets. I guess we were both stunned.”

Gudama smiled.

“Who were those super freaks?”

“Those were bio fighters, soldiers genetically enhanced with Nano-bots programmed to regulate biochemistry while optimizing muscular skeletal and sensory performance,” he said looking into the distance.

“Right…are there more?” she said.
“Possibly, but don’t worry, I’ll get rid of them.”

Layla apologized again for Luke’s fate.

“Layla, the secret government already knew of my location before I met you, it wasn’t your fault. Luke was strong. He couldn’t have been killed by the police responding to your call. Besides, we were on good terms with them, they knew us well. Now I know it was those super soldiers,” acknowledged Gudama clenching a fist in anger.

Securing the area, police appeared ordering their surrender. Layla stood in front with arms extended, demanding that they back off.

“Gudama is our alley!” she exclaimed.

Cops were reluctant, but the chief called higher authority while Gudama walked to the White House with Layla following.

“Freeze, put your hands behind your head!” ordered an officer pointing his gun.

Gudama turned his head with raised eyebrows while continuing. The sweaty cop, feeling silly, replied with a dumb expression.

Officers got the call confirming and were requested to refrain from violence until new further instruction. Gudama was ready to confess as the whole world was now turned into him.

News reporters swarmed Gudama in front of the White House flooding him with questions. He gestured them to calm down. Layla grabbed a microphone from a reporter and brought it to Gudama. She explained her views briefly and then handed it over to him.

“Less than twenty four hours ago with the help of brave American men and women, I single handedly defeated terrorist groups in the Middle East, destroying their bases and extraterrestrial allies. Aliens are no longer a threat. Rather than working together, your politicians chose to attack me with illegal actions using covert operatives. Your corrupt government has proven itself to be incompetent, incapable, and ineffective in running a just system. Therefore, as a citizen of the United States, I’ am declaring myself as leader of this nation. Let all who dare challenge step forward.”

Silence filled the atmosphere which put a smile to Gudama’s face who nodded in acknowledgement.

“I’ am also demanding that all other nations’ military refrain from aggression as I will use lethal force if necessary to defend myself and my country, along with bringing justice to earth. One other thing I must confess as I see your confused faces, is contrary to what you think I’ am a human being just like all of you. I was approached by peaceful aliens some years ago and was offered to learn their ways in order to better assist earth to which I accepted. Now I’m back and still abide by the rules. I refrained from revealing my identity for my protection as well as it wasn’t about me or where I’m from, it was about you and bringing earth to the next stage of evolution. So to those who have declared war against me, I hope you reconsider your course of action and understand you’ll be attacking one of your own. I shall await your decision over the course of the month. Please don’t make me use force, thank you.”

The speech came to a close and everyone had mixed reactions. Critics rejoiced claiming they were right that Gudama was a fraud all along while others felt he was sincere about helping the planet.

Over the following one hundred eight hours, through sheer labor Gudama personally saw to it that all national operations flowed smoothly and efficiently by securing borders, creating new policies on foreign affairs, language and immigration, stricter regulations on citizen benefits, and reintroduced holistic alternatives to digitally electric based power as well as external oil dependence to be integrated shortly in case of aggression from other aliens. He didn’t eat nor sleep, just devoted himself to correct the situation working with engineers, non-interest organizations and businesses, new representatives he selected, and other professionals in making sure America thrives. About twenty minutes after his completion of intensive labor, Gudama gave another speech in front of a live audience to motivate and inform citizens of the good news.

“I’m going to be very honest with you ladies and gentlemen. The world revolves around America. It is because of this nation that other countries have flourished. It is not patriotism I’m after, but the vision, the ideal of which America was founded - The desire to eliminate tyranny, kings, and dictators!” he said slamming his fist on the podium, “That is what I’m after, and the fact that America was hand built by people all over the world with different backgrounds and cultures proves it! America is the living dream we’d like to see on earth, the only land where all races live together! How many great scientists, inventors, artists, writers, and musicians were made here and how many of them were immigrants who couldn’t make elsewhere due to their homeland’s tyranny?” Gudama said with open palms, “More millionaires are made in America than anywhere else in the world. You have the highest standard of living and freedom available on this planet, if you don’t realize that, than you’re an imbecile.”

“America is the prime example of how the world ought to be, it is the only country where people have rights, where they can speak, think, and live freely. I’ve been to many places all over this world and outside of earth. Many ask me what it’s like and the answer is it’s the same, the trees are trees, the grass is still grass, and water is water, and so on. Humans elsewhere are like us, women are just as complicated, and the other animals and different species of aliens that exist have traits found here. It’s the same wherever you go, only with some variations and different levels of consciousness. So, don’t think that they’re necessarily better, don’t feel inferior or less because of their advancement. They have been around longer than us and have evolved beyond the primitive mind. We are still in our infancy, yet we’ve come a long way and we possess the potential to be just as good as them and beyond! I know this and that’s why I’m here. I could have stayed in space, but I came back because I believe in you,” he said pointing at the camera.

“If America falls, all is lost. There’s no other country left anymore. Germany doesn’t exist it was gone ever since it joined the European Union as well as, France, Italy, and Spain. India is corrupt, dirty, filthy, and poverty exists like your last great depression on a regular basis there. Africans have become zombies killing each other, China doesn’t even have the choice to follow their dreams, Russia has now made it clear they want the old Soviet days back, and the Middle East still lives from the primitive mind. England…there is no England anymore. These countries were all great at one time, but have been hijacked by the evil that I warned you of. Their people immigrated here to get away from tyranny. That’s why it is imperative that America be saved. It’s the only sovereign land left. All other counties have been conquered or pacified by evil and that is why I cannot let America fall otherwise that’s it, earth will be under a global dark age.”

Gudama looked at the ground in deep thought, “New generations today are for lack of better word, dumb, but I don’t blame them, I blame the system, it’s designed to make them that way. You see, the evil rulers, they want you to be high on drugs, they want you to be brainwashed by T.V., they want you to sit in dark room addicted to pornography, they want you to be indoctrinated at school or at military camps, they want you to be glued to internet, IPhone, and cigarettes. They want all of this, because all of these suck your soul right out of you, pacifying you, making you insecure, fearful, and dependent, incapable of reason or logic.”

“Another thing that no one has addressed is the removal of terrorists, both domestic and foreign. When you have a president, senate, and congress who purposefully work with corrupt businessmen and other unknown dark entities to make legislative decisions in the name of black money, along with false reverends, gangsters emulating criminals and promoting violence, and with ethnic groups who are guilty of favoritism which weaken the country, they must be identified for what they are, domestic terrorists. They all must be eliminated as they are catalysts provoking internal destruction,” he said with sharp piercing eyes pointing his finger.

Gudama walked around holding the mic, glancing around the audience, studying them.

“Your bible speaks of the promise land, this is that very land,” he said pointing downward, “This is heaven, where people have the highest standards. Heck, even dogs have it better here than humans do in other countries! Can you believe that? However, the demons from hell incarnating in many deceiving forms, have been attacking and they have infiltrated and manipulated others to join them.”

Gudama made his way back to the center and stood erect and placed his hand over his heart.

“I pledge allegiance to the United States of America -
United
, meaning working together. Floridians working with New Jersey dwellers, Liberals from the Bay Area of California working with hardcore conservatives of the Midwest, putting aside their personal differences to come together for a higher purpose,” Gudama said looking at the audience.

“And to the Republic for which it stands - the ideal of freedom, one nation, how ahead of its time that statement is,” he said smilingly.

“You know aliens on different planets see earth differently. From their perspective we are one world, one race, and this statement, one nation epitomizes that higher consciousness.”

“One nation,” Gudama said holding his index finger up, “not just New York, Missouri, Texas, New Mexico, no, one group of multicultural immigrants living together with the same voted fundamental foundational beliefs. Under God - acknowledging the almighty and our humility while paying respect Indivisible, with Liberty and Justice for all, what a great model phrase for your earth,” said Gudama looking up.

“I will see to it that operations, safety, and efficiency are served to American citizens. Democracy is good, however it’s not perfect as it’s vulnerable to corruption, but we can fix it together,” Gudama encouraged powerfully with a raised fist.

Gudama walked down and picked up a handful of dirt, “This soil was built by you. It was built by the Chinese it was built by the Italians, the Irish, the Africans, Indians, Russians, Arabs, Germans, Hispanic, and Japanese. Heck, America was built by the whole world! Everybody from all nations contributed in one way or another, so don’t you see, this already is utopia in the making! By saving it, I save all people as it sets a prime example for the rest of the world. I’m not here to merely support America. After it becomes strong again I plan on working with other countries who accept to create a similar structure suited to their situation to give freedom and rights to all people.”

The crowds had mixed reactions, but were all silent as deep down everybody feared Gudama’s power.

“Some of you may fear me, but believe me I’m not here to rule. Personally, I love the live and let live philosophy, but in order to guarantee that for everyone, you must create a strong proper social structure. When I’m done, I plan on slowly taking more of a passive role, giving you more independence so you can function without me. I too may want to settle down one day, or at least do some more space traveling.” Gudama said winking to the camera.

He thanked everyone for their time and politely excused himself. People clapped, hopeful of finally seeing a new promising world. However, other politicians in power saw him as an obstacle in their quest for domination and declared war against him. Aerial assaults were made on heavily populated areas all across the United States by the Alliance, a group including the world’s super powers. Their actions infuriated Gudama making his blood boil. While all this was taking place, Layla regrouped with Mark and friends assuring them her safety and of her friendship with Gudama as well as calling her mom explaining she was just fine. Soon after, she convinced Mark to create a small studio and scheduled a live interview with Gudama. Shortly after, Gudama was sitting on a couch at Lolland Studio being interviewed by Layla. She delightfully welcomed him and allowed him to speak his peace.

“Hello again people of earth, this is Gudama. Recently, your Big Brother secret military attacked me, murdered one of my friends, captured an innocent civilian reporter, and now their blood thirsty war-mongering foreign leaders have declared battle, offering ransom for my head even after I offered peaceful resolution. Due to this, I must take action I hoped to avoid. Their insanity is starting to affect other worlds and it’s irritating them. Some believe that you’re not worth saving, however I along with others believe that there is hope for you. I understand most of you cannot accept this and would much rather return to your primitive ways, shoving junk food in your faces, listening to trash T.V., and engaging in soul degrading sex, but you must be aware that if you don’t shape up, then the gods of the universe will not be happy and if they see fit, may end you and this sick planet if necessary, and I assure you such power does indeed exist. As a matter of fact, to some very advanced civilizations, such power is elementary,” Gudama said leaning towards the camera. He made his plan clear that he was going to deal with those who are responsible at once. After his statement Layla thanked him for his time and shook hands. Gudama got up, bid the world a friendly parting and walked off the stage with perfect erect posture. Layla and her company had become an overnight success with world record views.

Without delay, Gudama traveled to Japan with a small platoon to disarm their robotic army formerly funded by the United States. Japanese scientists greeted them at the main base where they were housed and manufactured. Gudama instructed his men to stay back with their special weapon and await his signal while he followed the scientists. Inside, there were endless deactivated robots in an interior filled with several gadgets and machinery.

Gudama ordered the scientists to permanently shut down the facility, hand over the keys, and evacuate at once. Rather than doing as Gudama instructed, one of them who was hiding in an inconspicuous control room, unleashed a Mech robot, a fifteen foot drone equipped with rockets, machine guns, and grenades, along with the other droids to attack. Gudama took a step back as hundreds of armed robots marched toward him. He avoided their assault with his super speed and agility, seeking cover behind a parked vehicle. Predicting their hostile reaction, Gudama stocked up on some EMP bombs and grenades, and chucked them in great quantities at the bots, disrupting their circuitry with the blasts in vast numbers.

The towering Mech’s systems went offline stopping it in its tracks.

“Digital technology, so vulnerable,” Gudama said smiling, slightly shaking his head.

Japanese scientists fled, shouting words in Japanese.