Chapter 1: Chapter 1, Reaping

The captain looked up to the nox sky, the rain had fallen for three hours at this point and the ground had been full of sludge  made of mud, clay and gravel. The darken sky was lighting up, high pitch sounds pierced the veils. The captain knew exactly what it meant and he knew he had to pick up the pace before they would arrive. He turned to his second who was staring at him. The captain nodded his head and the second raised his hand and lowered his hand, once the signal was raised, the line made of ten soldiers raised up their rifles and shot. The 10 prisoners, one for each soldier, fell forward, dead on the spot. Then 10 more soldiers, two for each corpse, picked up the bodies and moved them to the burying pit. Once at the pit, the soldiers threw the bodies into it with not much care, they had done this hundreds of times today, this was no different. There were 30 other soldiers each holding a shovel, ready to bury the rebels who shot and tried to kill them just a few hours ago. This pit was the most respect they would ever give to their enemies. After the bodies were dropped, the 10 men began to dig, they waited all day to dig. The bodies  rotted, there were no scavengers, no flies, not even the worms had touched those who returned to the ground. The Thostren empire has the domain over the soil, the waters, and sky, but the Empire always expands. The captain looked at his datapad, and there were 10 rebels left. “Finally” he thought, he had been on this planet for 3 months and he was ready to be done, but the leader was still not found. While he was looking at the execution pad, the last 10 rebels for the day got marched over and lined up, there was an even split, 5 men and 5 females, all young and had vigor. The captain looked up and stared at them, some looked down with defeated eyes, others looked upon their killers with rage and anger in their eyes. “What a waste” the captain thought while handing the datapad to his second. He then paced up and down the line, while saying this; “here you are charged with treason and attacking the citizens of the Thostren empire, the penalty is death”. The captain paused, and looked directly at the soon to be dead rebels,   “But if you bring up any information on the whereabouts of the rebel leader Pell”yulo Baal then you will be spared from the execution and get a trial by council”. The captain stopped his pacing, everyone was quiet, even the rebels. “Those who value their lives step forward” after 40 seconds of nothing, a woman steps forward. The captain went over to her and looked her eyes up, she was small and frail, her ribcage started to show under her skin. No matter. While the captain stared at the rebel, two soldiers appeared behind him and took the women by the arms and walked with her to the base door. The door sensed their presence and opened up. The captain turned to his second and nodded. The second raised his hand up and lowered it, the signal was set and the soldiers raised their rifles and aimed at the rebels. The bodies were dug, the sound echo throughout the land. And the transport ship landed on the ground, it carried with it the most massive headache the captain will deal with, the chain of command. It also carried the second most massive headache, lawyers.

On board a transport, which carries 10 soldiers and a pilot, there were two people not fit for military life. bars hung on the ceiling perfect for hanging on, two sliding doors enclose on both sides, they call it a death box, 

Quill woke up from his sleeping  standing tall were the soldiers that had not moved since the moment they left 10 hours ago,while he had to sit, lay down and move around in order to not go insane with boredom. “Are we almost there?” a voice that invaded his mind had said. He turned to look at Rosea Poliup, his traveling aide. She looked at him with worried eyes, she was not comfortable with the soldiers. “Makes sense” he thought “the Thostren empire cared very little to look friendly, especially to telepaths” Quill went over to her and placed his hand on her forehead, he then made a small prayer that only he and her could hear. The soldiers were statues uncaring of the world around them; they stood tall, around 7 feet in fact, Quill felt small, insignificant next to them, his traveling aide felt worse, her eyes darting from one soldier to the other, sweat pouring from her smooth face, her left leg was shaking, smacking the ground. It would have been the loudest noise but it was drown out by the humming sound of the transport, soon enough everyone heard a thud, and everything was still; they had arrived  on to the planet, the doors of the transport slide open suddenly, Rosea jumpedbacked and nearly fell over on Quill. The soldiers without so much as a glance, went out of the transport and headed to the base in the short distance, only one person remained bedsides Quill and Rosea, the figure turn and stared at the two, red hues glare off the two travelers “follow” the figure said through the helmet, the figure then turn and walk out of the transport, a cape bearing the sigil of the Thostren empire flapped behind, and to the base that was a short distance away. Quill looked at Rosea, gave her a comfortable smile and walked towards the base. Rosea followed him