The Moonians: Conquering Earth by Enslaving Humans

By Irfan A. Karowalia

Fast-forward to the year 2050, to a world that’s forgotten the true meaning of conflict. War is an alien concept. Little do they know, things are about to change and alien is the operative word. A contrived peace reigns in this age of space, an existence that would be unrecognisable to predecessors just decades before. Be prepared to hold onto your seat as this futuristic thriller hurtles through space at a speed faster than light.

There is brave Lieutenant John who questions his role in this state of unnatural peace and calm. He expresses his unease at getting paid for passing time “in useless exercises.” General Edward admires his lieutenant’s outspoken attitude. He reminds him that it is all about “fail to prepare, prepare to fail.” Secretly, he understands where Lieutenant John is coming from and, like him, wonders what their role in this oddly tranquil existence is. They won’t have to wonder for long. There’s trouble brewing, and it’s beyond stratospheric. Little do the general and his right-hand man know that humankind and Earth are about to experience a threat unparalleled in the history of its existence. The peace is about to be broken, and it’s without an arrow or missile being launched or even a single bullet being fired. It’s a war no one could ever imagine. In this scenario of global peace, there’s another development that has left the world vulnerable—every disease has been eradicated—and the medical profession is fast becoming defunct. Technology is king—bees are equipped with microscopic trackers; there’s a research station on Mars, and most households own aeroplanes. There is little or no place for doctors in this space age.

Someone is watching out there. Watching for the right moment to strike in the most unexpected way. Waiting for Earth to be well and truly lulled into a sense of false security. This alien invasion has a three-staged master plan: firstly by enslaving humans by hacking into their subconscious; secondly, to deprive Earth of all its natural resources by injecting Earth with giant leeches; and lastly, to abduct the entire human population and take them to their planet to either sell them as slaves or make them work as labour at their interplanetary construction project. At the helm is the sinister Allana, supreme lord of the Moonians. Their weapon of choice is biowarfare, so futuristic it seems that there’s no hope for humankind. Lord Allana’s plans to fight dirty by disabling the human subconscious by infecting their victims with a nano-virus transferred by nano-android mosquitoes.

The plan is to enslave most of humankind, turning them into vessels little more than humanoids controlled by their Moonian masters. Caught unawares, the alien’s intentions seem to be going as planned as unsuspecting humans go down like flies.

As if this isn’t enough, when humans are asleep, their leeches get hyperactive, which are deployed throughout the world, and begin working underground. These leeches have been programmed to drill down beneath the earth’s surface to harvest all the planet’s minerals and precious metals and go into hibernation upon being full, to be picked up by mother ships at nighttime.

The plot twists and turns at an exhilarating rate, leaving you wondering what’s on the next page. Right up to the last chapter, you’ll be in the dark as to how it will all end.

Ultimately, it is a work about coming together and breaking through borders of all countries of the world for humankind to stand up as one and fight against a common enemy instead of against one another.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris AU
• Release date: Jan 28, 2021
• ISBN: 9781796000672

Irfan A. Karowalia

Irfan A. Karowalia is a passionate sci-fi writer and illustrator. He started working on ideas which has occurred to him over the past few years. He loved reading science books, watching science documentaries, exploring about the matters in the universe, humans & other life forms, where they came from and is always curious as to who created everything, why and how is everything created in the first place, and if there is a creator how can we interpret him. He has a very curious, creative and very good observer and can’t stop himself trying to find the purpose of existence of it all. He has authored six novels so far - The Galaxiville: Taken by the Unknown, The Elemental Empires: Arrogance of the Steelon, War of Earth’s Dimensions: Ruling the Light & Dark Worlds, God’s Headquarter: How Is Everything Created?, God’s Headquarter: Alien Park and The Moonians: Conquering Earth by Enslaving Humans.

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

Chapter 1: The World in 2050

Chapter 2: Gen. Steele and His Passion for the Country

Chapter 3: Alien Conspiracies for Non-Conventional War

Chapter 4: The Test Is Ready Now—Let’s Go for It

Chapter 5: Aliens Test the First Leech Creatures on Earth

Chapter 6: The World Under Threat — What Would Happen?

Chapter 7: Finally, It’s Happening — The Aliens Invaded

Chapter 8: The Effects Are Clearer — Have We Been Attacked?

Chapter 9: The War Is On — How to Protect the Earth

Chapter 10: Solutions Must Be Found

Chapter 11: Gen. Steele’s Operation against the Leeches

Chapter 12: Attack on the Alien Spaceships

Chapter 13: A Smart Strategy Is Required

Chapter 14: Army Attack on the Alien Moon Base

Chapter 15: The Beginning of Success

Chapter 16: The Final Encounter

Chapter 17: Time to Make the Right Decision

Chapter 18: Near the Finish Line — How to Cross the Last Hurdle

Chapter 19: The Unique Method Was Successful —Embrace the Final Success

Chapter 20: The World Embraces Peace

Dedication

I want to dedicate this Novel to my lovely wife Sohila

Ali and my adorable son Aydin. Ali, who has cooperated

with me thus enabling me to full-fill my passion to

become a published author, I love you both.

CHAPTER 1

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THE WORLD IN 2050

G EN EDWARD STEELE STRODE UP the concrete steps from his dimly lit quarters in the bunker. He straightened his back and shoulders, took a deep, slow breath of fresh air and looked around. The sky was an infinite blue. Far off, the dark peaks of the Sierra were still dusted with snow. Ochre scrubland below them had a first shimmering of heat haze. Coming out of the haze, a twin-rotor transport was making its chokka-chokka way back to base. And for the general there were orderly rows of gray-olive huts, a white flagpole, the bugle boy’s reveille, and the American flag snapping in the morning breeze. It was all very pleasant. A delightfully shining day.

Gen. Edward Steele was planning to arrange a party for his men, furloughed at last after so many hectic days of pack drills and mock-engagements. Everyone was tired of the exercises. They were getting bored with routine life in the field — never able to take a break. Every day the same humdrum . . . but the news about the party had them grinning again. Well, most of them.

Gen. Steele cheered up the lower ranks, telling them they were at ease, without the discipline and protocols they usually had to maintain on other days, and to damned well enjoy it.

‘Permission to speak, Sir?’ asked Lt. John Malik, a newly commissioned officer.

‘Sure, son.’

‘It’s a question about the exercises, Sir.’

‘I’ve already said that you can ask any questions you want. Today is off duty,’ Gen. Steele permitted pleasantly.

Lt. Malik was a tall, upright, hawk-eyed young man, who filled his drab uniform with firm, brown muscle. His buttons and his boots gleamed proudly; his gaze was direct; his salute was crisp.

‘Sir. Why do we conduct so many exercises in the current era of peace?’ Lt. Malik asked.

Everyone fell silent in the hall. They all sat in fear that he would be punished for such a blunt question. As a new soldier, how could he question the decisions and strategy of the Army High Command?

Gen. Steele kept his gaze before replying: ‘What do you want? Do you want to be at war, so you can have justification for these exercises? Or would you prefer we quit them because we’re not at war right now?’

‘Beg pardon, Sir, if you didn’t like my question,’ Lt. Malik sputtered nervously.

‘No, it’s got nothing to do with my liking or disliking it. I want to answer your question. Only then will you be able to understand my point,’ Gen. Steele answered.

‘Sir, I am ready to serve my country in any way. Whatever High Command decides for us, I have no objection. I need to understand to justify to myself that I am serving my country well, not just getting paid to waste time in useless exercises,’ Lt. Malik explained.

The other soldiers murmured, sure that today now marked the last of Lt. Malik’s days in the U.S. Army. Their superiors might court martial the Lieutenant for interfering with sensitive policy matters.

Gen. Steele watched the reactions around the hall. ‘In the armed forces, we do what is expected of us. This is all we ever need to justify to anyone, even ourselves. We leave our families for the country, live in the bunkers, and do what is required to prepare ourselves for any form of war. This is to make sure that whenever there is a need, we are always ready for it. This is what we are being paid for, and we shouldn’t be looking for justifications about what we do at our job.’

Lt. Malik wasn’t finished. ‘Sir, do you think that this need will ever arise, and we will have to fight another war for our country?’

‘Well, I can’t predict anything, but a soldier must always be ready to perform his duty in an emergency. I am,’ Gen. Steele replied diplomatically.

John Malik wanted to continue, but his friends stopped him. Everyone else foresaw a bad ending to this discussion and they all decided to enjoy the party instead and return to their bunkers.

Although they had fears in their minds, Gen. Steele was a different kind of person. He had noted some spark in the young officer. He was happy to see his courage and logic because that meant wisdom, and he liked wise people.

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The world had forgotten the meaning of war. Countries of the entire world had signed non-aggression pacts, so warfare had become part of history. There was a peaceful environment across the world. The armed forces in all the countries performed exercises just to stay prepared, but everyone knew there wouldn’t be any fighting. If any countries did start a conflict, they would face serious sanctions.

High school students chatted as they walked out of school together, everyone enthusiastic about their future endeavors. Emily wanted to become a spaceship designer. Victor wanted to join the pilot training academy to fly. Elisa wanted to become an aeronautical engineer. Eric wanted to become a software designer.

‘What do you want to be?’ Victor asked Andrew, who hadn’t shared a word yet.

He smiled. ‘I am still thinking. My father runs a factory for home accessories. I assume that I will take that over and introduce new products to extend its range.’

All of them burst into laughter, causing confusion in Andrew. The others laughed so hard, he felt embarrassment flush his cheeks.

‘What’s funny about that?’ Andrew demanded irritably.

‘Andy, this is 2050, not 2015. The space age, and you’re planning to run a factory? No ambition of your own? Poor you. What have you studied for?’ Jonathan replied between chuckles.

‘So what? Not everyone can go into space sciences. Some need to manage the needs of the world and run businesses. What’s wrong with running a business?’ Andrew snapped back.

‘No harm, but you should have a bigger vision. Scientists are discovering new planets, and you want to limit yourself to a factory? Don’t you want to expand, explore new frontiers?’ Elisa asked.

‘No, I’ll go my own way. I’ll expand the reach of my factory globally via the internet. Then who knows? I may even supply people settled on the moon. Once my corporation is big enough, that will not be a problem for me. You’ll see. In a few years I’ll own private planes, yachts, and be the richest man on Earth.’

His eyes shone brightly with ambition; there was no point in continuing to argue with him.

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Yes, eyes could shine brightly with ambition now. It hadn’t always been like that. Andy’s parents and their generation had darker childhoods threatened by a virus. Some said it escaped by accident from a military research facility, others that it had been sprayed deliberately from airliners crisscrossing the Earth. Some said it was a random mutation from a chicken farm spread by mosquitoes, others believed it was an evil plot to cull the world’s population. And then there were folk who claimed it was alien weaponry.

Whatever its origin the virus was highly contagious and spread swiftly. No country, and possibly no person was unaffected. The symptoms could be mild, resembling influenza. Most people were unaware that they had been infected, or just assumed it was a seasonal ‘flu.’

But it could be deadly, especially for seniors and those already infirm. And rumors spread that the virus could attack nerve tissue, eventually entering the brain.

However, the virus itself was not the major problem. At worst, the mortality rate was around 1.3% and most victims were the aged or those with compromised immune systems — people who, God rest their souls, were soon to die anyway. No, the virus was not the major problem. Disaster came from the reactions it provoked.

Individuals grew fearful of human contact, resorting to ritual disinfection of hands and faces, masks, plastic shields, even ‘haz-mat’ suits. They kept a distance from each other. Handshakes, hugs, kisses became tabu. Aerobic exercise, running, singing, and all forms of ‘heavy breathing’ were discouraged or banned. Group activities such as sports events, religious congregation, parties or walks in the park were abandoned. People stayed home alone, watched movies, drank alcohol, did drugs, and overdosed and killed themselves.

Local authorities established border checks and quarantined visitors from out of state. They closed restaurants, libraries, gyms, churches, mosques — anywhere people might gather. They closed schools, hoping that kids could study at home on their PCs or phones. Some could, but many could not, and many parents couldn’t cope with having their kids at home all the time. There was a spike in child-abuse cases. Kids couldn’t stand being home with their fed-up parents. Isolated, friendless, they killed themselves.

Governments and politicians reacted harshly to the pandemic. They forced the infected into isolation camps. They restricted international travel, and then domestic travel by public transport. They passed ‘lockdown’ laws forcing city dwellers to stay at home instead of going out to work. Some continued to work at home, but thousands of small firms went out of business. The results were mass unemployment, unpaid mortgages, unpaid rents, and homelessness.

The people in power tried to deal with unemployment by printing and distributing trillions of dollars for ‘relief’ and ‘stimulus’. The result was government debt, inflation, financial collapse.

And with the collapse came the riots. And with the riots came the martial law. And with the martial law came the flames and the explosions of rebellion. Meltdown.

As the panic and chaos spread, countries turned against each other. There were skirmishes. Then there were calls for retaliation. The strong invaded the weak; the rich robbed the poor of their natural resources; alliances were broken; and all too soon the balance of power yielded to weapons of mass-destruction.

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That was a three decades ago. Here and now, in 2050, countries that had come to the brink of barbarity had pulled back from the precipice and chosen to cooperate. Together, they had regrouped, rebuilt, regained momentum, and moved on re-invigorated.

New fuels had been developed, much cheaper than those of the past. These fuels were also cost-effective, and most people were easily able to afford private transport.

Micro-sized tracking devices were commonly being used, which could even be deployed through small biological drones.

New, advanced weapons had been invented, but they were of no use except for testing purposes. War was an alien concept now because no country was willing to risk a confrontation. They were only interested in focusing on the development of their national economies.

World leaders became friendly and signed cooperation agreements. They still used spy devices just to satisfy traditional skepticism, but they never found anything. No one expected political instability because two decades of horror had totally changed world culture.

Scientists had developed space technology for the army, helping to make extra-planetary travel more easy, and thus a permanent base on the moon seemed unnecessary.

Habitable planets were discovered by using the James Webb Space Telescope, launched in 2021. There was a small scientific community on Mars focused on expanding to enable interstellar missions.

However, after the discovery of these planets, rumors began to circulate, and fear of potential aliens rose. Most wealthy people, especially those in developed countries, had private bunkers built in their homes for security in case of alien attack. Aliens were an unseen threat, too difficult for anyone to predict.

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All the world leaders attended a global summit meeting at which the agenda was economic and cultural development. The U.S. president opened the session. ‘With great pleasure, I welcome the heads of state from all over the world. We have gathered here to discuss the pace of overall development of the global society. We will discuss how we can assist the smaller countries in progressing to an equal status with more developed countries.’

The more developed countries discussed sharing their technology with the less developed, to eliminate differences and deprivation. The weapons of stronger countries were also a topic, and the assembly debated whether smaller countries should also have similarly armaments. The smaller countries declared that they did not need the weapons now the world was at peace, so the transfer of weaponry and any related technology was pointless. It was finally agreed that the developed countries would help to improve educational facilities in the smaller nations to bring them up to par in terms of knowledge and skills. The resolution was passed unanimously, and the heads of state started more private meetings to sign various agreements on developmental cooperation as agreed during the meeting. It was another great step towards enhancing world prosperity.

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The medical convention was reviewing the achievements of physicians over the past few decades. Several concerns came up to be discussed.

Dr Elan said, ‘There is no doubt that we have overcome disease, our greatest success in several decades, but this has raised another big concern. Doctors all over the world are redundant — their services no longer required. People are in excellent health. There are no new diseases to cure. Even the smallest of medical issues like pollen allergies have been dealt with. Medical professionals are sitting in their clinics twiddling their thumbs with no patients to attend. Hospitals are largely inactive. Equipment has become dysfunctional due to lack of usage or maintenance. The medical profession is going the way of the dinosaur.’

Dr Stevenson continued the same concern: ‘All the viruses can be cured, and chance of new infections has been eliminated. Younger people can’t be tempted into a profession that offers them no future. If the situation persists, there will be no doctors for future generations.’

‘Then what should we do with the health professionals and medical colleges?’ asked Dr Gloria, who was facilitating the convention.

Dr Marry presented a solution: ‘Since medical colleges have been unsuccessful in getting new admissions, faculty and staff are not getting paid, so they are quitting their jobs. In this scenario, it would be better to close all educational institutes except those training E.R. staff and paramedics to deal with trauma. Medical colleges and hospitals must be repurposed. The remaining doctors will have to look after communities in smaller countries where their services might still be required.’

The moderator called for a vote regarding the resolution and it was passed unanimously: medical colleges and hospitals the world over would be closed and repurposed as business facilities.

This was the beginning of a new era of medical devolution, but it meant serious problems for a large demographic as unemployed medical professionals in all specializations looked for jobs in other industries.

This resolution was good news indeed—but for whom?

Nobody could predict the darkness to come.

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Gen. Steele returned to his cabin after overseeing the exercises. Spying Col. Michael passing by, he called, ‘How are you, Colonel?’

The colonel stiffened to attention. ‘Absolutely fine, Sir. And you, Sir?’ he replied.

‘Fine. Join me for a cup of tea. I want to discuss something with you,’ Gen. Steele ordered.

‘Of course, Sir? My pleasure, Sir,’ the Col. said.

They entered the cabin together. While sipping a fragrant Darjeeling, the general asked Col.