{A/N : hey, Latte here. Just putting a couple things out there. So, firstly, this story will mostly be in third person POV. Secondly, when characters who don't come from English speaking countries speak their native language, I'm using google translate so it's not going to be 100% accurate. And thirdly, do not rush me on updates. I will work on this whenever I have inspiration. Thank you and enjoy!}

Tuesday, June 17th, 2025
Just outside of Dublin, Ireland
7 : 23 PM

What word was there to describe the mood of the area? Ah, yes. Panic, chaos, screaming, terror, everyone losing their shit. Though it was for a very good reason. You see, everywhere else, the world had been practically destroyed by aliens. But for some reason hardly any people believed it. That is, until they saw it with their own eyes and it was far too late to take cover.

"Mom!" A girl screamed as she watched her mother be abducted by aliens. She reached for her, but it was far too late. Suddenly, a boy grabbed her hand and began running. "Where are you taking me?!" She asked. "I am going to try to get you somewhere safe." He replied in a thick French accent. 

Nearby, a person with short curly brown hair and freckles was standing , just watching , seeming in aw. "What the hell are you doing?!" A brunette girl asked, quickly pulling them away. Two gay couples were running together. Where to? They didn't know. They just wanted to get away.

"Over here!" An old man yelled, gesturing towards a bunker. He opened it allowing people to go in. Finally, the last person was let inside. "Thank you!" She said with her somewhat thick Scottish accent. "You're welco-" And suddenly the old man was shot and he dropped dead within seconds.

The girl screamed in horror and shut the bunker door. 

Twenty people had made it inside the bunker. Twenty people all from different backgrounds. Twenty people who all had the same thought on their mind.

What do we do now?