On this planet, Dolares, there is twenty-six hours in a day, with two suns to shine on it from opposite directions. It has two moons as well, that keeps the planet company at night. It is approximately seven times as large as earth, and four times smaller than Jupiter. During the summer days, temperature may reach four hundred and thirty degrees, at night it may reach negative twenty degrees. During the winter days, the temperature may reach forty degrees, and during the night negative two hundred and sixty degrees. The surface is vast, with many deserts and oceans, there is also a few lush prairies and forests. The planet is located in the Nyx Galaxy, it has many neighboring planets, some without any names, and some that hasn't been discovered yet due to the large Galaxy.
At the moment, it is one thirty in the afternoon-the suns have switched places and are placed at opposite sides of the sky. It is two hundred and twelve degrees, and many bright white clouds scatter across the sky.
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN?!"
Jace, a brown haired, slightly muscular, lilac eyes, and eighteen-year-old, who also happens to be a member of the "K" military screams deeply from a crowd.
People cast awkward glances at him as he turns onto a side street, fists balled to his sides, he scowls and walks down the street.
"Stupid Taxon doesn't know what's good for us." He mumbles to himself and turns left onto a larger street that doesn't have as many people in it.
The street has sand scattered about it, with buildings on each side of it, standing high up and made of metal. In the distance, the sight of the desert can be seen.
He approaches one of the metal buildings, and as he does, an buzzing sound emits from the also metal door, in a matter of seconds, an robotic voice is heard.
"Jace, pleasure to see you again. Current team mates inside: Calista and Holly. Currently out of the building: Taxon." The door opens and Jace enters, "Enjoy your stay."
The hallway is long, spreading out before Jace, the walls are light gray-decorated with numerous pictures of his team-one when the team was banded-that was Jace's favorite. It was the day he figured out where he belonged.
Other pictures line the wall-one of Holly from her job as a dancer-one of Calista caring for a Septapod, one of Taxon with a monster's head on his shoulders and one of Jace, frowning in the picture with his sword in his hand and a dead foe beside him.
Life in the military alliance was not fun, and Jace knew it was never meant to be fun. After all their moto was: Destroy or be destroyed. (Although with their new Leaders-Rose and Dawson it isn't enforced as much)
Jace enters his room-and shortly comes out-changing out of his work uniform (a heavy duty brown and gray metal armor) and now wears an gray tank top and black shorts. (Gray is a popular color in the "K" military)
Entering the sitting room, Calista and Holly sit beside each other, both watching something on Hollys projectile.
Calista, a ginger haired, skinny body, brown eyes and an eighteen-year-old member of Taxon's team. She currently wears a red flannel shirt, which shows off her breasts-and a pair of black shorts that stop abruptly at her thighs.
Holly, a blue haired, curvy bodied, gray eyes, and a sixteen-year-old member of Taxon's team. She wears a gray crop top that exposes her stomach and the same pair of black shorts that Calista wears.
"Great, loud mouths back." Holly rolls her eyes and the projection ends from her tablet.
Jace immediately fills with rage.
"Shut up you little wench! You're a mouth loud!" he sputters.
Holly throws her head back in laughter, all the while Calista watches in fear. She hates arguments. Especially when it's her best friends.
"You can't even say a good comeback! Good thing your good at swords or else you'd be utterly useless!" Holly sneers, taking a swig from her diet seed oil.
From his pocket, he pulls out a capsule the size of a lady bug and pushes a small red button on the side, immediately it expands, transforming into a three-and-a-half-foot gray sword.
"Say something again! To think I had big news too!"
Holly leaps across the coffee table, and pulls out the same capsule, once she pushes the button, instead of a sword, a five-foot spear transforms, she points it forward, and it pokes into Jace's chest, slicing his shirt.
"Stop it!" Calista calls, standing up and rushing to Jace's side, she pushes the spear from his chest, and rips more of his shirt, revealing his chest.
This makes Calista blush, but she looks away at Holly, her eyes pleading with her.
"I hate it when you guys fight!" She frowns and looks down, biting her lips, both weapons shrink back into their capsules and are placed in their pockets.
"Sorry." Both mumble to her, and Calista smiles, looking up at them both.
"Now what was the news you had Jace?" Calista practically purrs.
Jace breaks into a smirk and begins to whisper in a deep tone.
"I just saw Taxon about a mission, he said there was no mission but-in his hands was a mission tracker. We've never been on a tracker mission before." He finishes.
Holly's eyes light up, "A tracker mission is for experienced soldiers! He must think were strong enough now."
Calista giggles, "I wonder what the planet will be like? I've always wanted to track a planet!"
Footsteps are heard, the three turn around and a deep-masculine voice is heard.
"You're about to find out. But if you die-it's not on me."
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