[i]The way we lived, fell, the moment the alarm sounded. There was always a theory, that UFOs and extraterrestrials might, one day, come down to Earth; whether to make peace or terror, we never found out what the motive was...and the true answer to that question has remained unclear, to this day. 

It was, first, a “parasitic outbreak” in one region of the world, but when quarantine failed, other sectors have slowly been consumed. It was at that moment that they called it a “code-red infestation”; a war zone, shortly after [i]they[/i] have arrived: The spaceships, of which were not from this world. We didn’t know what had compelled, prompted, or provoked them, but the bodies kept coming, found violated in the most brutal and grizzly of ways, beyond that of human capability. 

Over the years, only a few of us remained, and survived. The chances and efforts of countering against the pandemic, as well as the invasion, were proven futile, and not many have walked away alive. It was from those days onward, that we were all seen as something to prey upon. Not as alien-fodder, but as something to claim. Hunting season seemed to frequently entertain them.  

That is when humanity reached out for hope by coming up with a channel of resistance: “Project Athena”. Hidden deep down into the Earth, where detection was considered impossible for the opposition, a facilitated-bunker was fashioned for those willing to make a difference in the world. A secret substance has been in the making, before the apocalypse even began, planned for use by military officials, but then was resigned, in order to create the best defenders for mankind: “Athenians”, hence the project name; humans transformed into that of super-soldiers, who, despite their small numbers, just might give humanity a chance on fighting back. 

This was a time to show that we were worth giving a damn. It meant war, and we were sure as hell, going to give them one...[/i]