Man On The Moon

Chapter 1: The Galaxy Holder

As the airship continues its journey through the endless void of space, the members of Stellaron Hunters begin to put together their plan to save Vettel Baskerville from the clutches of the Insanity researchers. Blade spends several hours going over their intel and strategizing possible methods of infiltration. Silver Wolf works ceaselessly on cracking the Incubator's security systems and creating a diversion to distract the Insanity researchers. Meanwhile, Kafka gathers information on the Insanity researchers and their operations, hoping to glean some insight into their plans for Vettel. As the hours pass, the three members of Stellaron Hunters reconvene to discuss their progress. Blade, Silver Wolf and Kafka exchange information, ideas, and insights into the Incubator and the Insanity researchers, each adding to the growing understanding of the mission's complexity and the risks involved. After hours of discussion, the team has a plan. They know it won't be easy, and the risks are high, but they're resolute in their determination to save Vettel Baskerville from the hands of the Insanity researchers. The fate of the man, and their own, now hangs in the balance. The Stellaron Hunters glance up as they notice three Insanity Researchers approaching them. The atmosphere is tense, and the air is crackling with a sense of imminent conflict. One of the Insanity Researchers steps forward, his voice dripping with a perverse sense of glee as he taunts the Stellaron Hunters.

Insanity Researcher 1: "Well, well, what do we have here? If it isn't the Stellaron Hunters, come to rescue their friend from the clutches of the mighty Insanity Researchers."

Blade's expression hardens, his gaze cold and unmoving as he surveys the three Insanity Researchers before him. Silver Wolf, meanwhile, gives the researcher a snide smirk, clearly unimpressed by his bravado. Kafka, however, remains aloof, her expression unreadable as she appraises the situation.

Insanity Researcher 1: "I must say, you've got some nerve showing up here. Do you think you stand a chance against us?"

The two other Insanity Researchers spread out on either side of the leader, their hands lingering near their weapons.

Silver Wolf feigns nonchalance, pretending to inspect her nails.

Silver Wolf: "Oh, please. You don't honestly think we're worried about a few wannabe scientists do you?" Her voice drips with sarcasm.
Blade, ever the stoic one, responds with a measured tone.

Blade: "We're not here to mess around. We have a job to do, and we won't let you stand in our way."

Insanity Researcher 2: "Oh, how adorable. The Stellaron Hunters think they're the big heroes, coming to save their friend. Let me tell you something, sweetie. The only thing you're going to be doing is walking out of here in a body bag."

Silver Wolf huffs.

Silver Wolf: "Oh, wow, original. I think I've heard that line a thousand times before. Get some new material, why don't you?"

Insanity Researcher 1: "Cocky, aren't you? I'll enjoy watching the bravado drain out of your eyes when we're done with you."

Blade steps forward, his hands curling into fists.

Blade: "Enough talk. We're here for one reason, and one reason only. We're taking Vettel back, no matter what it takes."

Insanity Researcher 3: "You'll have to get through us first, pal. And let me tell you, we're not gonna make it easy for you."

Kafka's voice cuts through the tension.

Kafka: "Enough with the pleasantries. We didn't come here to trade snarky banter."

Insanity Researcher 1: "Oh, so the ice queen has spoken, has she? Let's see if your words are anything more than hot air."

Kafka responds cooly.

Kafka: "Trust me, I've seen and done things you wouldn't dream of. You're not the first bunch of wannabe villains I've encountered, and you won't be the last."