Alien Reign of Man

Constance?

Constance do you read me?

Constance are you reading me?

Constance.

Your location.

Constance this is...

Can you read me?

Constance?

I'm locked in to your location.

Constance.

Constance. Read me.

Constance.

Don't move.

I'm locked on to your location.

I'm reading you.

Vital signs are...

target...

bravo...

target...

Constance...

I think your suit may have...

Activated your life-saving module pre-maturely.

Argh.

Okay.

I got you.

Where are the others?

They're about...

Southeast of this position.

We must stay above this planet's sea level.

All the plates beneath us...

Are shifting.

Hey.

You okay?

Have you heard from Zan?

Got caught in the storm.

She may be further north than we anticipated.

She's off course.

And we don't know...

About the terrain of demo.

We're running out of time.

I say we...

Stay along the coast...

Head towards the mountains.

Oxygen warning.

Oxygen levels are at dangerous parameters.

The air pressure is dropping rapidly.

You picking that up?

If we remain out here...

Our suits will be compromised.

I think we should head back.

Hit this place in the morning.

The spire...

Created life.

Everything in the known universe.

No.

Our mission is to stay alive long enough

then to recover the spire.

Everything we lost... Due to terminus.

Our oceans,

our natural resources,

can all be made new again.

Our cerebral links seem to be functioning now.

Reed.

Why did you phase?

We were pinned down.

Like I said...

We were pinned down.

You know what she's like.

She couldn't cut it with what's happening here.

You wanna keep arguing about what happened on earth?

Or should we concentrate on what's happening now?

I've never seen formations like this.

I don't like the look of that.

The atmosphere is changing from nitrogen to oxygen.

It's adapting.

How is that possible?

Adapting to what?

To us.

This is no storm.

This planet is on the defensive.

It's sinking into itself.

We have to move.

Now.

Reed!

Reed!

Wait!

It is my hope that we can truly get on one accord

with this mission,

or we are destined to fail before it begins.

Demo, a subgalatic anomaly,

a paradox in motion, if you will.

The order has known of its existence for quite some time.

The order took me from my home,

stripped me of my childhood.

Are these the memories that you are recalling?

Terminus...

A catastrophic autoimmune virus

that latches onto its hosts.

When the order discovered

that a select few were immune to terminus' effects,

we began cultivating

a unique system of raising them free from society.

One showed the ability

to not only resist terminus' effects,

but to manipulate the very dark matter

flowing through her veins.

It is of our belief

that mankind's survival hinges upon

your very essence to resist terminus.

Yes, I have a personal stake in this mission.

How long?

The spire...

Do you remember anything?

It goes without saying that not only

do you hold the fate of my life in your hands,

but the survival of all mankind is at stake.

Even that of your fellow eternals.

Eternals?

The order's name for those who survive the training.

The immune.

I think I do remember.

What?

What is it?

Death.

Searing bones rapturing.

Screams, echoing throughout.

Silence.

No lives.

Bones on top of bones,

drenched in their own blood.

The spire has data predating the creation of earth,

and to obtain it would lead us to a cure for terminus.

Demo is comprised of pure dark matter,

and seeing that you and the eternals

are the only ones able to get in its contents

I feel you have been misled.

Let's believe that this mission is a matter of options.

But let me reassure you that the moment

you are no longer a valuable part of this mission,

there will be no hesitation from the order

to subject you to pain

so far beyond the reaches of your comprehension

that you will be begging for cryosleep.

Do we understand each other?

I'd get that looked at.

Leave me.

Zan Desai.

Zan Desai of the eternals.

Zan Desai...

Your pain receptors

are peaking at the 40% terminally injured.

Zan Desai, would you like pain reducing stimulus administered?

I need you to stop using my full name.

If you wish.

And the others?

The others?

What's the status of the last known coordinates?

Last known reading of dark matter

is 20 miles due north of your current position.

The four eternals are still alive.

Your mission to find this planet's spire

is still active.

Four?

Seagon,

Tilly,

Constance,

and Reed are all that remain.

Kiva, phase me to the nearest eternal.

Your cerebral connections have been severed.

Phasing is no longer an option you possess on this side.

It's just me then.

Good.

Zan.

Without phasing with an eternal on earth,

you can no longer return home.

I'm gonna kill him.

I'm gonna kill...

Tilly, hey.

Did he phase? Asshole.

- You okay? - Yeah.

No, it's Ok.

Hey,

look at me.

Hey.

Tilly.

You're safe.

Calm down, tell me what happened.

We were above ground going through sector 7,

approaching a large hoard of the infected.

Okay, all right, and then what happened?

Well, then...

Then Reed suggested we go toward the spire's location.

The spire? Did you find the spire?

I don't know. I...

You don't know if you found the spire?

I don't know.

Shit, Tilly.

Alright,

so you were looking for the spire and then what next?

We didn't expect for there to be so many of the infected