Devolution

Devolution

He had an order for everything, and as humans, we deliberately ignored that order or pretended as if we had no knowledge of such.

In unity, we polluted and destroyed our oxygen, ruined our plants, and hunted most of our animals to extinction. In unity, we destroy ourselves almost every day. Wars and wide destruction reach every piece of land on God’s green earth. Some have begun to worry about the next planet, while others doubt we deserve another green rock to turn black. The biggest issue was our theatre group called scientists and politicians. Not all, of course, but many attempted to play God in every way they could. So the Judge himself decided to play back..

The first change was subtle, as the ocean levels rose around the world, we began to see new species. Or rather old species assumed to have been extinct for millions of years. The ocean tides brought these creatures from the depths they hid to a more up close uncomfortable spotlight. Destroyers, submarines, and even naval mines stood no chance with the new ocean dominance. Even rivers and lakes introduced new, enlarged, uncatchable fish as well as snakes that dwarfed any boa or anaconda on record. Water became unsafe for travel, and very much a privilege again to mankind. Next was our aviation. For the longest the bald eagle reigned in the skies, devouring the weak until it became the weak. As man hunted the species and forced them to the highest elevations for reclusion, they filled the skies with planes, rockets, and as stated earlier mass pollution. A few weeks ago planes began to fall out of the sky with massive damage, with the only thing on record being “ large bird attacks”. Yet these “ birds” had only been seen on radar and possibly witnessed at the last moment, by the many lives lost in the crashes. Air travel in many countries came to a halt as we could no longer ignore these casualties. It was no longer pandemics that threatened the human race, but rather, the food chain being flipped on its axis.

This brings me to the current situation. As Texas starts its next chapter as 'The lost State-Atlantis', my family and I get ready to evacuate up north. There was absolutely no way my wife and I were leaving behind parents, siblings, and even aunties and uncles, if possible. A plan was needed, and as we formed one, another pebble was being thrown in the stream.

Wife, staring intensely at the laptop: “ So if we gather everyone here, we can take 290 to 610, 610 to I45 and take I45 north to Dallas, get off and take 35 east to Oklahoma.”

Me: “ that's a lot of numbers, you got all that right” *grinning

Wife with a cold look “ ya… your Mrs. Rain Man..”

The T.V cuts into our conversation with a news broadcast.

Please remain on main highways and stay out of rural areas, several attacks and widespread killings near forested and wildland areas have been spotted. Vicious animals that resemble….

This is a joke right…

animals resembling, di..dinosaurs have been spotted attacking homes, barns, livestock and moving into more densely populated areas. Here's Katy Undergram with drone footage.

My wife and I look in awe and horror as we watch what I assumed to be raptors, who knows what breed, pouncing on cows, horses and attacking humans who try to defend their livestock, leaving body after body. Our son runs into the room..

“Look dinosaurs! ...What movie is this?”

The plan was to move in three days, but an unsettling feeling urged us to move a day early. Undoubtedly the holy spirit. We headed out to our parents so they could follow behind in their vehicles. Next, we sought to gather uncles and aunties, some of which refused to leave. Many had worked too much to give it all up in a day, especially based on the news which had failed so many before with lies and pretenses. I understood, just hopping at this point that we were wrong, in order that they may live.

As we approached the highway, we discovered we were not the only ones with such a ‘grand plan’. I mean it's Houston… What did I expect?

Our family began to call in and we utilized phones and laptops to create, probably the largest multi-call known to the 21st century.

They talked out a new plan, one in which my uncle and mother-in-law would lead the way off main roads as well as some off-road passages until we passed the traffic. We would stick together and drive in a tight formation. If anyone car stopped or broke down, we would give it 20 mins of attempts to fix, before it was abandoned and the owners carpooled. However, by God's grace, we had no such issues.

It wasn't until we left Houston's borders and polluted skies that things began to get interesting.

The first night of chaos was around 11 and we were still 3 hours out.

A huge screech was heard from the skies, as we looked up, a massive shadow swooped overhead. The next screech heard was from my mother-in-law's brakes as she and my uncle swerved to a stop. In front, a massive pterosaur. Somehow oblivious to us, or uninterested in minor snacks when ahead of him was a large freeway.. filled with food bumper..to bumper. It spread its massive wings to take off and in extending its wings flipped my uncle's car with no effort. We all hopped out and ran to his aid. Pulled him and his family out and gathered as much of his belongings as we could in 5 minutes. Even 5 minutes felt too long as a flock flew over our heads blocking out the moon and stars. The only light given was that of the cars on the highway being flipped over and destroyed, as men, women, and children were plucked out like worms.

A successful scavenge as we all hurried back into our vehicles. It wasn't even two minutes before I saw a man on the side of the road next to a flipped truck.. desperately trying to get the back door open. I swerved to a stop this time, breaking formation. As I got out of the car our families began to pull over in their vehicles as well, windows down asking what the hell was I doing. As I approached the man he scurried to his driver's seat and whipped back around with a shotgun.

"Stay back boy!!! I'll blast you into bird feed!" With racial slurs following.

"Whoa whoa, really? I'm here to help you. You won't last long when they turn around.. and if you fire that shot you're dead too."

As I spoke many of my family hopped out of their vehicles guns drawn. Some of which I had no idea owned weapons, including my father who I quickly held a finger to, motioning to hold fire.

"Do you not see that this kind of hate is the very thing that brought this disaster among us?"

He raises his shotgun up to cock the shells in place. As he did so my dad yelled for me to get back inside as he fired a shot at the man's tire… a few inches from his head. "That's your only warning, you face that gun at my son again and your tires will match your insides." Exclaimed my dad in the most serious voice I've ever heard.

My uncle yells

"Son, get inside, they don't give a damn about your life, we need to go!"

Even my wife warns me about the previous shot possibly attracting our new flying foes.

It's sad... even with pterosaurs and dinosaurs roaming.. man was still each other's biggest enemy.

Then I remembered.. we wrestle not against flesh and blood… I realized I could make a difference here.. even in the midst of the storm.

Me "Dude.. put the gun down before they blow endless holes in you…"

*Dad in the background..* "only takes one.."

I brush off the comment and continue "my man I want to help you… we can pull together and go our separate ways after.. yet we live another day… this hate is old. We are all at the same level of the food chain.. worms."

He shakes, at first I'm thinking he is scared of the seven guns drawn on him… but then I hear the cry of his child still stuck in the back seat of this flipped-over truck. I realized he's desperately trying to save his family too.. no matter his inner hate.

Me "LET ME HELP YOU!"

Silence strikes... leaving only the sound of children and adults being yoked out of their cars and picked at by beaks the size of canoes. Skin and bones being ripped apart viciously.. and somehow this moment was isolated in its own chaos. I can tell he is in deep thought on this decision.. like how hard could it be to swallow pride so that your family may live.

It all happened within two heartbeats. His gun begins to lower and he shoots, and I hear three other gunshots following from behind. I tucked and rolled the moment I saw his gun lowering and as I rolled away I saw a giant pterosaur drop with a massive thud. His large body kicked up a great deal of dirt covering the entire scene. As the dust cleared I saw shotgun shells in the body of the pterosaur. He hadn't shot at me.. he killed what may have been my demise. But my family doesn't take chances.. and to be honest if it were my children or nephew... I wouldn't either. I looked at the man who I wanted to help, now with three bullet holes in his body. I quickly slid over to his body... his life was gone... but maybe I could keep his heart alive. I turned to the back seat and broke the window and climbed in and unhooked his son from the booster seat.. and caught him as he fell. I ran out with him in my arms, my family popping off shots at the numerous pterosaurs closing in. Not one bullet could go to waste... even though three already had.

With confusion brought hatred.. with that hatred, more confusion.. and with that.. a life lost. I only hoped God would give us another day and judge us later for the mistake made.