Extinction

What happens when you wake up and the sun is gone? The world wakes up to the sun being blocked out, people are going crazy, religious fanatics begin preaching and gaining power, other people begin rioting. The government steps in, declaring martial law and begins discussing what caused this. Scientists ran models and use gravitational data to conform that something placed a large object in front of the sun, to block light coming directly to earth. Plants begin to die, causing wildlife and cows to die as well. Food becomes very expensive as everything is harvested early. The government starts producing light bulbs to allow the plants to perform photosynthesis, and to offset the immense energy usage, they have to pull power from residential areas. Society is held somewhat in check by the police force and the military. The military sends nuclear missiles to destroy the object blocking the sun’s rays. It begins to get very cold on earth.
Two weeks later hundreds comets enter the earth’s atmosphere and land in the oceans. The oceans are poisoned, the fish die, the water corrosive to boats making oversea trade prohibitly expensive. Gangs begin to form, stealing food in order to survive, other’s going beyond that and doing whatever they want. Soon odd transmissions begin to be picked up on the radio.
A month after the sun was taken away dark circles appear in the ever-night sky, only detectable because they block out the view of the stars, but few notice. All of the satellites are destroyed. Society is completely segmented now, made up of Christians, militants, and assholes, constantly pressuring the others for food, gas, and energy. Most people are certain the world is ending. Red beams of burning energy emitted from these dark circles melt the large cities, burning everything around them. The rays of energy and burning light up the sky and are visible from hundreds of miles. It burns so hot it melts the concrete and foundations our civilization is built on. Strange streaks of billowing black smoke appear in the air, preceded by a ominous, reciprocating noise.
A month later the sky is red, the outline of the sun visible through the cloak; either the missile accomplished its goal, or something else triggered the shift. That night the aliens land. The military is quick to respond. The fighting is over in minutes. Our tanks are melted into piles of slag, the aliens killed in explosions and shot up. The alien corpses are taken to the military centers to be dissected and tested. Within an hour of their arrival the aliens use their impressive lasers to destroy these centers of military intelligence, decimating a large portion of the globe’s fighting forces.
The aliens land in force; we attempt to counter attack. It ends badly, but it seems as though the aliens aren’t using their heavy weapons anymore and are focusing on ground troops. Our airforce takes to the sky, having some success at first before the Russians fire a nuke in attempts to stop the alien blitzkrieg, the first nuke hits, but anything that takes to the sky afterwards is swatted down before it gets even a mile. The aliens play upon our taught fears, taking form of the 4 horsemen.
 
Focus
The antagonists are a neighborhood of people who band together under a commander who deserted his post stating: “I fight to protect my family. If I’m around them, then they’ll be safer than if I was away from them. It’s not like I’m fighting overseas and they’re safe. My family comes before my country.” He and a few soldiers from his unit live in the same neighborhood after forming a strong bond from combat; they all disobey orders to report and begin making sure their neighborhood is safe. They immediately go out and by razor wire fencing, dropping it off in a flatbed truck and spread it around the neighborhood. They stock up on food that is easy to keep, beer as it stays good and won’t go bad. They construct crude guard towers and constantly have sentries on watch, making sure the raiders don’t attack them. As the power stations begin to go offline, they have the people consolidate to a few houses and run a generator to keep them warm and entertained. They all have jobs, digging holes, building pillboxes, trying to hunt animals, constructing traps, watching the young ones, monitoring the radio they always have on scan. As time continues they catch wind of what is going on with the aliens and are going to dig in deep, but they need food, weapons, and ammunition. They set up a fallout shelter in one of the nearby quarries as a last case scenario. At first the soldiers are the only group which goes out and raids stores and warehouses, until they recognize much more can be taken if they use a larger force with more cars. They begin attacking in convoys, taking gasoline tankers, 18 wheelers to haul food, and other vehicles to provide transportation and protect the main components. The soldiers go in first, doing what’s necessary to get the supplies and to stop further causalities of their own. The religious sector of the population begins to become slightly overwhelming. The leader pulls them together to make an announcement, “If you’re not going to help us and contribute to our society, or if you endanger anyone needlessly, you will be dealt with.” Increased reports and refugees report on the aliens and they decide it’s time to make a big move. They take the task force and roll up to army reserve depot for weapons. The soldier’s wear their uniforms and talk to the remnants of a firefight, still guarding the weapons. “We’re here for the weapons. If you want, you can come with them to make sure they’re not misused. We’ve got food, beer, heat, good company.” He looks behind the soldiers and sees they broke into the vending machine and scattered the empty wrappers on the ground. “The more we band together, the better chance we have. That’s exactly why they took out the big cities first.” They join up.
“I need to know who feels bad about killing other people to survive. And who feels bad about killing animals if need be? And how about aliens?”
A downed pilot crash lands in the far part of the neighborhood, destroying the defenses set up there. At first they search the wreckage until they perform a spiral search pattern and find the downed pilot. “They’ve changed their tactics, they’ve been taking us alive, I just saw them using humans as slaves.”
“They’re getting closer; pretty soon we’ll have to either run from them or fight them.” “Running just makes you die tired.” “I’m not giving up my home and risking my family without a fight.” “I say we see what they’re made of, and if we can’t win then we do the smart thing and hide.” “Agreed.”
“How about instead of just sitting here with our thumbs stuck up each other’s asses, we go out there and we ambush them.” “Won’t that just piss them off?” “They know we’re here, it’s stupid to think they don’t. I say let’s make the first fight on our terms, away from our homes.” “Sounds solid to me.”