It was dark one september night when Mark's home world was targeted for invasion, Sleeping in the woods with his plasma rifle, and survival pack, he woke up to ships all over the sky. It was only a matter of time till they saw him. He got up quick and rushed to his house in the woods. He had no time to pack, no time to get things in order. He remembered that his families old pod was in the basement.

That was the last thing he remembered after flying into space, he was knocked unconscious from the fuel fumes as his pod leaked, A Calderi Frigate picked him up and he woke up in medical with hand restraints on and soldiers standing over him with their rifle in his hand.

To be continued.