Chapter 1: Preparation

It was quiet around part of outer space where the Golden Rod, a
gargantuan flying vessel, was surfing through. Not a sound or
action is performed near attention. And best of all, no Covescales
were visible. This was the perfect opportunity for Captain Jacob
Winifred Keyes to assign his next action.

Who is Captain Jacob Winifred Keyes you might wonder? I'll describe
him later. You know, for best for last reasons.

Inside the Golden Rod were around a billion people doing different
tasks and duties. Some of these duties were cooking, engineering,
and preparing to fight. Different classes of soldiers were assigned
for 3/4 of the population. So many were the variety of classes, but
there was only one sargeant and one captain in the whole army. Of
course, we know who the captain is. But the sargeant is the African
American is the igniting and hardboiled Maroon V. Janson.

Sargeant Janson was steady, tactical and is incredibly gifted with
pinpoint accuracy and leadership. Once he joined the army, for only
a few days, his talents were realized and he quickly became
sargeant of the whole army.

The current situation was neutral, and everyone was in their
stations. The idling lasted for a couple of weeks. Everyone seemed
to almost forget the purpose they were traveling in space but
Captain Keyes didn't for a second.

The main purpose these travelers were surfing in space was to find
a sanctuary. A sanctuary with no Covescales and hazardous
disasters. For a very long time, everyone on this ship suffered an
extremely long period of suffering, animosity, grief, crying and
pain on their once inhabited planet.

But that wasn't all, Keyes had his own purpose. He wanted to find
where his precious love has gone to. Keyes and his wife, Celine
Guille DeVale, despite the whole conflict and suffering in their
planet years, loved one another and shared their lives in their own
sanctuary and harmony. Invoulentarily, Celine was abducted by a
mysterious man in black space armor. Keyes didn't know who he was,
or what he clearly looked like, but Keyes vowed if he ever found
him again, he would annihilate him. ...or it.

During the peaceful time of solitude, Keyes paced through the
control decks and inspected the process of everyone's motives. As
he was scanning for any lazy intentions, he spoke to himself about
something he has in his mind.

"Welp, so far so good." Keyes criticized, then started to channel to another thought.

"I don't understand. Why would the Covescales oppose us before we
left? For gold? Slavery? Food? Pleasure? It doesn't seem to make
sense. But none of that matters now. We've made this ship with our
own intelligence and now we're far away from those freaks of

nature."

Keyes bowed his head and tied his hands behind his back as he tries
to find answers. He was a fine man in his own nature and is an incredible martial arts fighter. He saved many soldiers' lives, and completed difficult tasks during his
preclassed years. At his current age, 74, he knew exactly what to
do in every situation. 74 may sound old, but Keyes barely had any
sign of wrinkles and has the body of an ox.

Peace continued to flow through the stations, but suddenly...

A galley of sirens went off.