The Travellers. (currently inactive)

Chapter 3.

It was horrible. The second I was encased with my reflection,  I was dropped into Fortron, or at least a fake Fortron. A digital clock of sorts, was above my head with my time starting from zero. I suddenly remembered what I had trained and studied for and quickly got to work.

First, I had to figure out how to grow a tree in a time of a minute and you also had to make sure it was in the right place to take extra care of it.

I had to pick up a seed from the ground and sprint across the large field I was positioned in, to a more plant based area and dig into the ground with my bare hands, dirt getting stuck under my nails vigorously, causing slight pain. After I had dug and buried it, I ran to the nearby lake and captured as much water as I could in my hands, hurriedly moving back to my seed and dumping on top of it.

I noticed that ever so slightly, my skin had turned a light green colour and I began to feel very sick.
I looked at the time which displayed 59 seconds but it slowly evaporated to show zero again. Oh no this cannot be happening right now. Had I truly failed already?

A sudden breeze came onto my skin, bringing up goosebumps and then I whizzed to planet Startron. Thank the stars, I thought to myself.

I was in a very high tech room, with screens covering ever angled. For my next task I had to create a plan on how to sustain life on all 4 planets and make sure there was enough food sources to last a lifetime.

I speedily moved my hands onto the screen and started a detailed plan with backups on this, every so often turning to another screen to enter more. When I had finished I looked up to the clock again, 51 seconds.

Lastly I went to Elitetron. I knew this would be the easiest one. Elitetron was my original planet and I was trained how to fight the second I could walk. From the sky, many puppet looking people fell  and I had to fight off 50 people, trying to attack with my bear hands. This took me 20 seconds.

We don't have a test for the planet Quadtron as we are an undesirable planet. Unwanted.

At the speed of light, I was back in the white room and I was shocked to see my reflection.
I swore I was a silver colour. 

Apparently I passed out there.