Tonight begins a short novel that takes place in an alternate reality, where the Martians aren't really Martians, and H.G.Wells and Jules Verne are the heroes of an invasion that baffles the imagination and challenges the soul.

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WAR OF THE WORLDS

Preface:

For a long time humanity appeared as if it would disappear off the face of the planet, the Martian War Machines destroyed anything and everything that moved. They were ruthless and cruel as no one could ever have imagined in their wildest dreams. Their experimentation on human beings went far beyond any tales of terror from the World Wars of old. No, they were a race of cold, calculating beings, whose intellect was so remote from the simplest of human feelings and emotions, that the word compassion, kindness, friendship, love and sympathy just didn’t exist.

Into that world H.G.Wells and Jules Verne forged a friendship that would last and endure many hardships.

And so as we near the end of an apocalyptic century, the story can finally be told about those horrible years when humanity came close to extinction and no amount of prayers to God seemed to change that. For man had chosen a dark path to follow and it was only natural that Dark Masters would be attracted from across the universe to seek and find him and to war against him, even as mankind warred against its own self, the ground it lived upon and the air it breathed.

And in the end it was indeed the work of God that saved humanity, but only once mankind had become humbled so greatly that he would finally listen to the one friend he had always had.

Volume One: The Forever Friends

Chapter One: The Authors

Jules was a mild mannered man, far from the more adventurous image his stories cast upon the world and its hungry readers of his fantastic adventures. Born in Paris, France, to poor parents, he was never one to seek attention, but somehow always got it anyway.

His parents, Franco and Marie Verne, were famous writers and artists. They had chosen early on in their marriage to split the duties of script and brush to create harmony and balance the needs of the family to the needs of making an earnest and rewarding living. Franco Pierre Emile Verne  was a large man with steep sideburns and a large bushy beard, which his mother would call the burning bush sometimes because he would catch it on fire from time to time when he lit his pipe to smoke.

Marie was the sensitive one and Jules got that side from her, but his father was a fisherman of tales, always throwing bigger and bigger stories back into the waters because of his seemingly endless backlog of adventures only he could imagine. Jules was born with a dash of Marie and a huge helping of his father Jules Senior.

Jules Senior always put his son to bed with a huge story, complete with multiple characters and places of exotic interest. Marie, on the other hand, would have Jules or Junior as she would call him, help her in the kitchen. There in her splendid world, he learned about the craft of spices, and how just the right amount of parsley, and sage could improve the taste of beef. And the holding back of salt would stop the food from making you so thirsty afterwards.

    His sisters, Marie, Chenelle, and Julie made fun of him because he was so set on becoming a master chef. He loved story telling, but it was evident from early on that food was a direction he would probably end up mastering a career in. His father loved the idea, but his mother encouraged him to write.