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Nepra. The planet that was supposed to bring hope to humankind; offer a piece of hope for when Earth as the home they knew became uninhabitable. That would be millions of years in the future, but thanks to new technology and scientific discoveries, space exploration had become not just possible, but incredibly easy.
Thus, they could begin to explore their universe, seeking out planets that were habitable and able to accommodate human life ready for when Earth gave them its last possible day. And they had found one; a beautiful planet light-years from them that hadn't taken too long to reach; just six short months. They could breathe there; it had water; it had beautiful landscapes and, for the first week, the human exploration team, including Charlotte, assumed that it was uninhabited and the perfect place for the future generations to flock to to carry on human existence--
But nothing was ever quite that simple. Charlotte had spent that first week on this new planet in complete awe at the beauty of the plants and nature around her. She took cuttings from plants to examine and she spent nights staring up at the vast stars in the sky, the night sky obviously unaffected by air pollution, thus offering a proper look at space her city back on Earth just couldn't. She adored her job, had left everything behind to pursue this, and for that first week everything was perfect.
And then they came. The 'aliens', as they deemed them. Of course, on Nepra, Charlotte and her fellow scientists were the aliens. They were the intruders, the ones arriving uninvited and claiming the land. Was it any surprise that the civilians of Nepra reacted by hunting them down and killing them? Thus, the 30-strong explorers had been whittled down to just 10, including Charlotte.Their spaceship was wrecked, supplies were on a minimum, and they'd spent the last 3 weeks huddled in a small cave the aliens were too big to really get into. So far, they had hidden safely, hoping to go undiscovered until they could find a way to get home.
But that was looking more unlikely by the second.
Charlotte, currently, was a wreck. Like her other scientists, she'd lost weight. Her clothes were ripped and worn. Her skin marred by bruises and scars. Her hair messy and wild (but that was typical from her). Simply, she was clinging to the lat piece of hope that others around her had lost. Regardless how useless it all seemed, she had to continue to be positive. If she lost that hope, they may as well just sit around and wait to die, and she wasn't prepared to do that.
Thus, they could begin to explore their universe, seeking out planets that were habitable and able to accommodate human life ready for when Earth gave them its last possible day. And they had found one; a beautiful planet light-years from them that hadn't taken too long to reach; just six short months. They could breathe there; it had water; it had beautiful landscapes and, for the first week, the human exploration team, including Charlotte, assumed that it was uninhabited and the perfect place for the future generations to flock to to carry on human existence--
But nothing was ever quite that simple. Charlotte had spent that first week on this new planet in complete awe at the beauty of the plants and nature around her. She took cuttings from plants to examine and she spent nights staring up at the vast stars in the sky, the night sky obviously unaffected by air pollution, thus offering a proper look at space her city back on Earth just couldn't. She adored her job, had left everything behind to pursue this, and for that first week everything was perfect.
And then they came. The 'aliens', as they deemed them. Of course, on Nepra, Charlotte and her fellow scientists were the aliens. They were the intruders, the ones arriving uninvited and claiming the land. Was it any surprise that the civilians of Nepra reacted by hunting them down and killing them? Thus, the 30-strong explorers had been whittled down to just 10, including Charlotte.Their spaceship was wrecked, supplies were on a minimum, and they'd spent the last 3 weeks huddled in a small cave the aliens were too big to really get into. So far, they had hidden safely, hoping to go undiscovered until they could find a way to get home.
But that was looking more unlikely by the second.
Charlotte, currently, was a wreck. Like her other scientists, she'd lost weight. Her clothes were ripped and worn. Her skin marred by bruises and scars. Her hair messy and wild (but that was typical from her). Simply, she was clinging to the lat piece of hope that others around her had lost. Regardless how useless it all seemed, she had to continue to be positive. If she lost that hope, they may as well just sit around and wait to die, and she wasn't prepared to do that.