On the icy surface of the Pluto Moon of Kerberos, four figures were gathering ice from the frozen ground. These were astroexplorers from the Galaxy Garrison, collecting samples for proof of alien life.
"Easy, Matt. This ice is delicate." Said an older man as a younger pulls the ice sample from the drill machine.
"Amazing. Isn't this exciting, Shiro? Isana?" The boy, Matt, who was retrieving the ice, asks the other two explorers.
"You guys get a little more excited about ice samples than I do." The explorer manning the drill, Shiro, says.
"What's the point of gathering ice anyway? It's probably no different than the ice you find back on Earth." The last crew member and only female, Isana, questions.
"This is history is the making right here. Not only have we traveled farther than any other human before, but this ice could hold microscopic clues to possible life besides on Earth." The oldest of the crew says.
"I don't really think ice will prove the existence of alien life. Unless it's organisms able to live in frozen water." Isana states.
"C'mon Isana, use your imagination a little. We could be the first astroexplorers to have contact with aliens. Right, Dad?" Matt says then asks the other astronaut.
"Indeed, son. My life's work would finally be complete." The man agrees.
"Hmm... Maybe, I guess it's just hard to be imaginative after everything." Isana says back with a bit of a melancholic tone.
Shiro looks at her in sympathy and gently touches her shoulder in comfort. Isana turns to him and smiles slightly, pain still visible in her eye. Suddenly, just as Matt finished getting the ice, the ground started shaking, startling the four astronauts.
"What is that? Seismic activity?" The oldest man asks.
"I don't think that's it." Isana says, while looking around. Her face twisted in both concern and unease.
"We got the sample, we should probably get back to the ship." Shiro says. Isana continued looking around, scoping out the terrian, her posture stiff and straight. She looks up, over some hills of ice.
"Oh my god..." The woman exclaimed, her crew turns to where she was looking to see something huge, dark and glowing purple flying towards them.
"What? What is that?!" The oldest member exclaims.
"Retreat! Fall back, men!" Isana orders and they begins running back towards their ship, Matt dropping the ice. Suddenly, the giant dark object projects a light down sucking up everything on the surface, including the crew.
"Emperor Zarkon, sir. We were scouting System X-9-X as ordered when we found these primitive scientists. I don't think they know anything useful." Shiro hears a voice as he regained consciousness. He looks around to see he was on a ship, not like any models they had on Earth. In front of him stood a purple skin humanoid, talking to something, or someone, on a large holo-screen.
"Take them to the main fleet for interrogation. The druids will find out what they know." The figure on screen orders. Their voice cold and devoid of any emotion.
"Shiro...?" A familiar voice says groggily and he turns to see Isana, along with Matt and Sam, the woman being the only one conscious. He then turns his head back.
"Please, we... We come from a peaceful planet! We mean you no harm! We're unarmed!" He pleaded, only to get hit in the back of the head.
"Shiro!" Isana called as he hits the floor with a groan, his vision beginning to blur. The woman growls and rises to her feet, even with her hands bound she manages the knock a few aliens down before one of them jabs something into her left side, releasing an electric shock, causing her to go stiff and fall to the floor.
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The White Soldier
Science Fiction(ON HIATUS) Along with Shiro, Matt and Sam, there was one other astronaut on the Kerberos . Isana, one of the Garrison's best fighter pilots, and Layla's (Female Lance) older cousin. She also happens to be a former soldier and army sniper. In the Ga...
