We followed all the protocols when we accepted their surrender. Gave them a lovely reserve only 93 lightyears away. But they wouldn’t go peacefully. As soon as we got them off the ships, they screamed and attacked. So it wasn’t a perfect replica of their old world. The differences were trivial!
Humans breathe chlorine, right?
This story was inspired partly by Asimov’s short stories, plus a few of my other favorite authors. It also follows the principle that history is written by the victors. I wanted to write something that implied the dangers of telling a “single story”. If any humans had survived to voice contradictions, they probably would have been repressed in the interest of saving face.
I also love the simplicity required by these short-shorts. The story has to be clear in your head, to pare down to essentials. It’s a good place to try out ideas. Or to put stories that start out tiny – maybe it will grow, maybe not.
I also tried a few 6-word stories. It ain’t Hemmingway, but it’s still fun!
He spoke, she laughed, he fled
Laptop stolen, no backups. Recovery impossible
Not saying it was aliens, but…