Lokians, Book 3: For War and Glory by Aaron Dennis

Aaron Dennis
By Aaron Dennis March 3, 2013 05:12

Lokians, Book 3: For War and Glory by Aaron Dennis


While data is recovered from the Non-Organic Alien Human Hybrid, Gray mother ships position over government buildings around the world. Earth forces initiate a preemptive strike resulting in a full blown war, ravaging earth and its cities. Aliens flood the streets, destroying everything in their path. O’Hara and crew not only battle the aliens, planet side, but many battles in space occur as well.

Both sides blow up communications satellites, resulting divergent schisms in communications. For the Human side, The Bureau makes contact with alien allies to bring in new satellites.

During the war, it is discovered that the travelers had a laboratory in the far reaches of space. A trip to this high tech facility reveals that Reptilians are actually pulling the strings from behind the scenes. While The Bureau establishes contact with the Reptilians to settle the score, Lokians flood the Earth from an alternate dimension. By the end, and after removing alien hybrids from Earth government, a Reptilian envoy named Relthor, who represents the overlord, Oloroc, makes a deal to call off the Grays and their ships in exchange for a powerful weapon. Once a treaty is secured, the President of the North American Union is taken to the White House to address all Humans, stating that Earth is saved. The story is, in actuality, the testimony provided by O’Hara during his Court Martial, but this is only apparent in the first and last chapters.

The author has rated this book PG-13 (questionable content for children under 13).


Planet side, several battalions of Earth’s forces erected base camps. From recently abandoned warehouses, stores, or emptied streets and parks, if cover was available, AA guns, communications relays, Lithium-ion generators, and everything else was mobilized. Where cover was lacking, steel bunkers were erected and portable field generators protected the immediate surroundings.

For the most part, each individual force was a solitary unit, unable to establish contact with any other outpost. Drones and scouting parties stole into enemy territory, sending back pictures, videos, and other relative bits of Intel. Most intelligence was little more than wave after wave of Grays and strange, Lokians. Some of the insects were bipedal, monsters, strapped with tubes and hoses to support their advanced robotics. Others were multi-limbed creatures designed to bowl over any and all obstacles. The most dangerous ones possessed built-in energy weapons. Either from tentacles ending in organic lenses, or from hard-wired tech, the Lokian shock troops were a force to be reckoned with.

Small platoons of men ran into the fray. Constantly hindered by erratic weather and laser fire from above, the dwindling supply of Earth’s forces pushed valiantly. Cries of “Take cover” and “On your flank” erupted from one such group in Sydney, Australia. Armored warriors with rifles pulsing in their grasp tried their very best. Some were fortunate enough to be shielded by wrecked ships and jets. Others, less fortunate, were tossed about by telekinesis, ripped to shreds by Lokians, or obliterated by flying saucers.

On occasion, the commanding officers received orders to stand down. The unfathomable instructions were rarely followed and either way, the aliens just kept pushing. Fearing there was no end in sight, the Humans held the lines, or marched ever forward. Shells and gunfire erupted all about. Lightning crackled. Rain pelted visors. Mud, grime, and alien innards covered Earth’s soldiers, but they never ceased to push back. Earth wasn’t just a home to fight for. The Humans’ entire livelihood was at stake, and each, stalwart, combatant thought of home or loved ones. Some merely thought of their fallen comrades.

War cries and cries of pain erupted in earpieces. One young man grit his teeth, glaring through a cracked visor at the oncoming enemy. The realization that his life was not his own, but instead belonged to his home world and every living thing upon it, took a knee to steady his aim. With each release of breath, he squeezed his trigger, felling a couple of Grays. An errant flash of green took him into blackness.

Copyright© Aaron Dennis. All rights reserved.

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Dennis started writing in early 2011. After finishing his first short story, Eudora, inspiration grabbed hold of him and he hasn't looked... Click the image to the left to learn more.
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