Chapter 1: Team 699

A few years ago…Experiment 699 [Outer space]

"Ready to roll guys? Let's move!" Agent 699 said as the spaceship's exit opened up.

The QASA team 699 dispatched the mother ship wearing their spacesuits to protect themselves from unfavorable temperatures.

They started walking towards a very shallow and rigid surface of this unknown planet.

The rest of the team stayed alert holding their laser guns In case of any unwanted guests since they knew nothing about this place. Whilst the team leader, Agent 699 communicates with the mother ship.

"What's our statistics? Over." Agent 699 said.

"Still nothing on the surface. You and your team may have to go deeper. There should be a layer at your 3 o'clock(Right) Over."

"(Sighs) You heard it boys, we go that way." Agent 699 instructs his teammates to move right.

After several minutes of walking on the dusty, windy planet. The VTech (Vibranium technology) gadget started beeping.

The more they pushed forward, the louder the beeping.

"Hahaha, did you guys hear that?" Agent 699 reacted in excitement.

"Loud and clear!" Agent 698 responded.

"Does it mean we found our Vibranium?" Agent 696 asked, feeling excited also.

"I guess so." Agent 695 replied.

"Phew! It better be because I'm feeling hungry already." Agent 697 complained.

The team laughed out loud at his constant complaint of being hungry.

"You are always hungry. Chill guys, we still have to find the Vibranium. Come on, let's go." Agent 699 said.

The team continued walking down the path where the VTech directed but suddenly. Scratchy sounds disrupted their focus and forced them to go into hiding.

"Watch out! We are under attack!" Agent 699 informs the team as he also transmitted back to the mothership their current situation.

"Jesus Christ! What are those?" Agent 698 protested.

"I don't know. But those motherf*ckers got ships!" Agent 695 replied, firing back at the unknown spaceship that just landed at their location.

The spaceship that just landed looked nothing like the one they boarded, it was way advanced with some kind of futuristic designs and weapons.

"QASA QASA! We are under attack from unknown ships. They are closing in fast. Over!" Agent 699 reported.

"Yes, I hear you. What is the situation like, how many ships are there? Over." Mother ship responded.

"I can't say for sure! Maybe ten. We are under heavy attack from the ships and we need extraction immediately. Over!" Agent 699 reported back. He then spots someone or something coming out of the ship. "Shit, they are not humans." He hissed, firing heavily back at them.

"Damn it. We are gonna die!" Agent 697 yelled.

The controller system Inside the mothership started blinking red lights, signaling danger and damage to the ship but nothing seemed to be wrong.

"What was that?" Drummond hurriedly asked.

"I don't know sir, let me check…Oh my God!" Ricky was perplexed when he saw something unimaginable.

"What! What is it?" Drummond asked again.

Before Ricky could start explaining, unknown spaceships started firing at them heavily and damaged the transmission server. Completely disconnecting the mother ship from the team outside.

"Prepare the ship for take off!" Drummond ordered.

"What about the team? We can't leave them out there to die!" Ricky said.

"Well, If you have a better idea of how we can escape these ships. I'm all ears, Mr Ricky." Drummond replied.

"B-but this is not right. They are going to die out there!" Ricky retorted.

"Listen to me, Mr Ricky. Sacrifice is part of the job and they know that. There is nothing we can do to save them." Drummond explained and ordered the pilot to fly them out of there.

"Ready sir!" The pilot replied. He kind of hoped Drummond would consider Mr. Ricky's option to go fetch the team. He felt really bad, leaving his friends to die in this manner.

"Hit it!" Drummond ordered.

The pilot gnashed his teeth as tears came running down his cheeks. He wished he could compromise but he is just a pilot and the order has been given.

The mother ship elevated into space and dashed away from sight, leaving the team behind.

Ricky collapses on a seat, panting. His heart filled with regrets and pain as tears threatened to roll down his red eyes. He can't believe the fact that he has watched yet another team perish all in the name of Project Vibranium.

Agent 699 continued requesting for extraction but no response came forth from the mothership.

"Any luck?" Agent 698 asked.

"No, nothing yet. Is anyone listening? I said we need a gaddam extract…"

Booooom!!!.........

All of a sudden, one of the enemy spaceships unexpectedly fired a massive wave blast at the rocks where the team was hiding. It blows up the rock and the force of the wave sweeps them off balance.

Agent 699 bumped his head on a rock and fell into a hole. He could hear shots of laser guns before silence engulfed the entire place. The last he heard was his teammates screaming before a large rock crashed on him.

Present day…Texas

Three close friends walking together after lectures.

They will be graduating soon from high school and have little or no lectures to attend.

They stopped by their favorite cafeteria to have lunch. Normally in a cafeteria, you serve yourself and pay before eating, but the three friends are special customers here and are served by the owner of the restaurant, herself.

"So are you coming to the party tonight?" Damian asked his friends as they took their seats.

"Sure. I won't miss it for anything in the world." Troy replied with a bright smile.

The third friend remained silent but after an intense gaze from his friends, he had no choice but to speak.

"Nah, I will be very busy. Maybe next time." Brendan replied, rubbing his sporting waved hair.

"You always say next time, Brendan. Come on it's Friday, you should have a good time for once in your life!" Damian implied.

"You are wasting your time, Damian. He is always busy playing VR games." Troy added.

The owner of the cafeteria came hovering over their table, ready to take orders.

"What can I get for you guys?" She smiled.

"Umm. Chicken nuggets and Coca-Cola each, please. Thank you." Damian replied, politely.

"Guys, come on. I already reached the finals for the competition, I have to practice harder if I want to win." Brendan explained, even though he knows his friends will never understand.

"Alright, suit yourself. As for me, I will not spend my last days in high school playing games." Troy retorted. He refuses to be convinced that gaming is something fun.

"Yeah, everyone is partying and having s*x. Playing some video games is boring!" Damian said. He is the eldest one among the three and Brendan despises him sometimes, with the way he talks.

"It's not boring! Why am I even wasting my time explaining things to you guys? Wish you both a good party, s*x or whatever." Brendan takes out his headphones and covers his ears.

"Wow, someone is pissed! Hahaha." Troy laughed.

"Just leave him alone, Troy. (whispering) He sucks at flirting with girls." Damian said.

"I heard you!" Brendan replied without even looking at his annoying friends laughing. He instead focuses on playing one of his favorite mobile games "Call of Duty."

At the QASA quarters, Drummond enters the research department through a private elevator in the base.

"Update?" Drummond asked, lazily.

"Sir, he is currently in a restaurant with his friends," Sonia replied, promptly.

"I want every single detail, understood?" Drummond said.

"Yes sir!" The entire team replied at a go.

"When is the finals anyway?" Drummond suddenly asked.

"It's in two weeks sir," Sonia replied.

"Alright, this is exciting. Let's see how good he is." Drummond smiled to himself, feeling a reviving hope for his dreams.