'Welcome on Straya 801.'
The first time they heard these words, they were kids. Now, they are Stray kids.
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Centuries ago, scientists found a new solar system in the universe. Within it was a little unknown planet similiar to Earth. It was now kno...
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A/N:Hello everyone~ HAPPY ONE YEAR ANIVERSARRY!!!
And yeah, as you can see, for once I am on time aha. I hope you'll enjoy this new chapter, which is the longest so far~ (throw me confettis please) Also, as today marks a very important day, I told myself I should be kind & give you guys some of the stuffs you asked for...
Without saying anything more, as I don't wanna spoil you even one bit, let me say it: Without further ado, enjoy~
----- (Crossposted on Ao3.)
'Sir?'
The man standing by the big window of his office turned around, red velvety suit catching light of the rising Glow. 'Yes Elya?' he asked, voice deep and velvety.
Elya, a tall boy from Asian descent with a strong built and dark blue hair falling over his eyes bowed to his boss in respect and stepped into the room. From afar, he might have looked composed and calm, cold even, but if you were to look closely you would distinguish the slight tremor in his fists and the tightness of his jaw. When he straightened up, his boss had his back to him once more, and Elya took it as his cue to speak. 'The celebrations have finally ended, sir. A New year has begun. After the successful attack against the Young Wings last time, the team and I...' he paused, hesitating on his next words. '... were wondering if now was the time.'
Silence followed into the large room, his boss not saying a word. Elijah internally gulped and waited patiently but anxiously. It was not a simple question but a primordial one, and he needed an answer. It was vital, because if his boss didn't plan on telling him, then-
'If by "now" you mean this year...' his boss' voice resonated into the room, startling him a bit. 'then the answer is yes.' Elya's eyes slightly widened but he quickly composed himself when his boss turned around, eyes dark and cold, unreadable as always. 'Tell your men to begin the preparations. Our next move is a hit or miss.'
Elya stood unquivering as his boss approached him, one calloused strong hand squeezing his shoulder. 'You're never afraid of anything Elya, not even of me. That's why I like you, son.' he paused, then his grip tightened. 'Don't disappoint me.'
His boss' eyes met his and he stared straight into them as he nodded. His eyes were trained so as to never betray him, something he had learned to do to survive there and to climb to where he stood now. But deep down, he was frightened. This was bad.
