Progeny's Promise, The Apocalypse Revelation

A Secret Service agent burst through the door into the Oval office and pushed his way through the crowded room to the President's side. Bending low, he whispered into the President's ear, "Madam President, NASA reports we have visitors on the Moon."

Moments later, strong gusts of wind blew about the South Lawn, blowing leaves and small tree branches against the Oval Office windows. Secret Service agents started yelling, their guard dogs barking. President Hunter, the first black female President of the United States, saw looks of amazement from her people as they gazed past her out the windows. She rose from her desk and turned around in time to see a gleaming white, oval-shaped object, materialize into view. Twice as tall as the agents surrounding it, the object hovered motionless above the lawn.

The secret service rushed to get President Hunter to the war room bunker. She refused and stepped outside. In her mind a distant thought formed, I am here in peace, for Earth. A seamless opening appeared and a tall slender being stepped through, descending to the White House lawn. “President Hunter, my name is Cyrhion,” he said in perfect English. “I am the Lumien Master Steward of this galaxy. I am here because Earth is dying.”

“Wha..what do you mean, dying?” she said.
“Earth’s temperatures are soaring out of control. Her bio systems are shutting down and soon will be unable to evolve in time to correct the imbalances. She will continue the struggle for survival, but when her interior temperatures exceed the critical stage the planet will begin expanding at an accelerated rate. The crust and mantle will develop fracture openings along all existing fault structures. The interior magma will erupt through these fractures, shrinking the atmosphere to a mere veil. Her interior heat will escape to space, the core will freeze and Earth will die.”
General Abramson, the Air Force commander stepped forward. “What a load of malarkey, God created this planet and all the heavens around us. This planet is a gift to all mankind, to do with as we please, and if there is any need for planet saving to be done, the Lord Almighty shall come forth and replenish His Earth, with goodness and bounty for all His children.”

“Your God did not create this planet, General, and cannot save it...only I can.” Cyrhion said.