NARRATOR: For over a century, mankind has been FORCED to live in outer space on a vast ship called ETODAN, designed to stimulate every activity of their home planet 'EARTH' ranging from agricultural activities to the peak of science and technology one could ever imagine. The generation that brought us up here is gradually fading and our population is growing fast. Several measures have been put in place to control this problem, which seem to be working effectively, until the Oxygen Generating Plants (OGPs) were compromised. With our current population, we will be running out of air in less than a year, which is less time required to repair the OGPs, so the decision to kill or send half the population back to earth was made by the ruling class. Just like in any other society, those who are likely to pay this price will be of the lower class, and those whose skills and jobs didn't have much to offer. ****** A spaceship just crashed in the middle of a jungle, it was the fifteenth sh

The old man led them to a cabin still within the jungle, not too far from where he saw them. "In there, you can stay here till the sun is up, then we'll talk." They all looked at each other, making eye contact. Though they didn't trust the old man, he was all they had at the moment, so his offer was accepted. "There are some clothes in there, you'll have to change in order to blend in." The old man added as they were about going in. "Thank you sir." Toby said, as he shut the entrance behind them. "I don't like it here? Seems like we've walked into another trap." Lillie commented as she looked around. "We don't have a choice, Lillie." Larry replied. "I do, and I'm done listening to any of you. You said there's a town nearby, that's where I'm going, you all can come with me or wait here for that old man to be back with the rest of them." "Lillie wait," Stephanie stopped her from opening the door. "Get out of my way Steph," Lillie eyed her. "It's okay Stephanie, let her go." Lar

Frank Turner finally agreed to go along with Marcus, though he refused to take part in the conversation, so he sat on one of the branches, staring at Marcus and the teenagers. He still wondered how they were able to manipulate Marcus into believing such nonsense.Since he had finally cause Frank to give them a break, Marcus was expecting the teenagers to start telling him what he wanted to know, he wanted to whole details and the face he made revealed his query well enough."Why are you sitting down?" Larry said to Frank instead of paying attention to Marcus and giving him the response he inquired."What! You expect me to stand while listening to your rubbish talk about a man that doesn't exist?""The people that attacked your base are on their way here. I get you're tired from the fighting, but now is not the time to rest.""What do you mean?" Marcus got more confused than he already was.Before Larry could ask that question, one of the men asked to stay on guard outside began bangin

Deep into the woods as the sun went down, Frank began to look around more often than before when the sun was still up, that both Larry and Toby could pick up notice of it with ease. And they understood also that the danger posed by that forest was higher at night than during the day. "Why don't we stop and make camp? That way we'll take better guard against the evil of the place." Larry suggested to Frank. "You talk a lot and you are slow in learning. There is a river nearby, that's where we must get to." Frank continued looking over his shoulders as he drew his sword, ready to use it. Although Larry was giving him a hard time, but he was beginning to like him, they shared the quality of always second guessing their superior, making them see things from a different angle. Somehow he was beginning to think that his attitude towards Marcus was coming back to haunt him through Larry. "Should we do the same?" Larry asked in respect to drawing their weapons like Frank did. "Shhh, the

Since the voice in Larry’s head nothing to say about the she-elf, Frank resorted to bringing her along on their journey with her hands still tied while pending the time when Larry would have something to say to him about her, he didn’t want to kill someone who could be of help to them.As usual they kept making tactical stops everyday in order for Larry and Toby to train and became acquainted with the skill of fighting. Both Larry and Toby were very slow learners that even after a week of continuous learning they were still no better than when they first began the training and this was beginning to get Frank very frustrated that he began to regret taking up that quest. It felt like he was wasting his time with them.“You should let me assist you. Maybe they’ll fare well with me as an instructor.” Elora said while making jest of the teens on one of their stops for the training.“Shut up! You are a prisoner thus your opinion doesn’t count. Beside you are not a good swordsman or should I