Candance peeked over the balcony slowly, trying to hide behind some crates so the officers below wouldn't notice her. There was a group of people crowded in the hanger. A small group of scientist was bickering over some papers with some of the top officers. She saw the General of all military procedures for the World Government and let out a soft eep that echoed in the huge hanger. At the sound, all heads jerked around to look for it and Candance quickly scurried behind the crate.
Her heart was pounding. Why the hell did her curiosity get to her? Her supervisor, the top engineer of scientific discovery here at the World's Government Space Science, had been called to an urgent meeting. She overheard the words 'Hanger C' which was the hanger for classified missions as well as the words 'Keep it quiet.'
She winced at the memory of what was happening before the interrupting news.
"I told you many times Candance! The mathematical equation wouldn't work! Look what you did!" Her supervisor yelled down at her as she hunched over in her chair, staring at the ground and wincing at his words. Her head was so low and her shoulders were hunched over so far she was almost in a ball in the chair. Her supervisor continued to lecture her, pointing continuous to her... 'experiment'.
An exploded mass of metal, wires, and chemical liquid like jelly soaked into the concert floor. She had believed her new idea and formulas would work. She did not think it fully through and the combustion of the chemicals with other substances had... well... let's just say the exact think her supervisor had warned her about had happened. She could still feel the smoke clinging to her clothes, face, and brown hair.
She glanced her brown eyes up at him, the white of her eyes showing believe them. If her supervisor didn't know better, she would have looked like a guilty, pitiful puppy. When she opened her mouth to explain again, he cut her off with a swipe of his hand in the air. He let out a soft sigh, giving her a hard look and was about to open his mouth to say something, most likely to fire her, when a deep voice spoke up.
"Sir! You presence is demanded immediately!" The young officer yelled, his military gear sparkling from the bright overhanging lights in the small engineering hanger. Her supervisor jumped slightly at the sudden interruption. His face turned red in anger as her twisted around to give the new visitor a lecture but when he was quiet Candance looked up and her eyes widened at the sight. Her supervisors back had straightened and he looked stiff and frozen in place. The young officer quickly ushered him away which he followed, the two of them whispering.
She had decided after seeing her supervisor's reaction that she had to know what was going on. So she glanced over the balcony again to hear words that raised every hair on her body and her heart begin to race faster than light.
"Attention!" The general yelled out to a line of what looked to be a variety of people who, based on their uniforms and medals attached to their chest, top knock in their class and specification. "We have a highly classified mission that is of the utmost importance. You are not allowed to have any contact with anyone after this meeting. You have 24 hours before take off. If you are supervisor of your division, we need you to stay and prepare our Plan A mission. You are ordered to read in your best under your supervision and only them. No family. No relatives. No spouses or children may know about this mission." A silence that seemed to thicken in the air hung over everyone.
The general stopped speaking, stopping in front of them and giving them a serious face. His eyes were shadowed from Candance's perch as he looked down, his tall and massive form overshadowing some of the people.
"Our Sun is dying." A long silence that seemed to make the air even thicker followed, until it was broken up from a loud crash.
Candance was cussing at the top of the second floor balcony. Holding onto dear life to a strapping that had seemed to be wrapped around one of the crates at one point... until her foot unhooked it. Now she held onto it as the crate began to slowly slide over the edge of the open balcony where it was generally picked up by the cranes. Her hold and her weight did nothing and she came to the realization that she was slowly being dragged along with the crate. She yelped and quickly let go of the strap, watching as the 500lb crate crashed onto the first floor.
"Oh ****!" She yelled, glancing down and wincing at the sudden mess of equipment and bent metal from the crate scattered on the floor. After wincing at that mess, she got a sudden chill and glanced towards the 'secret' meeting she was spying on to find all eyes trained on her.
"Candance!" Her supervisor yelled and she cringed.
"Oh ****!" Candance got up quickly and jerked her head around in search of an escape route. She found it, but before she could even take a step, two guards showed up with some pretty big guns in their hands. She gulped and shook her head. "I heard nothing. I swear! I was just... trying to find the restroom?" She ended her lame lie as a question and her face was squished up in a tight fake innocent smile as she seemed to shrink from the guards.
Before long, she was down with her supervisor and the other people, all eyes on her.
"You know this woman?" The general asked her supervisor.
"Yes, she's an engieener under my supervision."
"Then she'll join the mission."
"No!" Both Candance and her supervisor yelled out at the same time, shocking the general out of his stern look. He glanced between the two who both seemed very adamant that she was not to go on this mission.
"I'm a horrible engineer!"
"She really is sir! I'm almost certain she'll blow up the ship!"
"I will! I totally will!" Candance looked at the General with the most pitiful please-don't-take-me look that he actually stared at her at awe. Was she a child? He glanced between her supervisor and her for a minute before slumping his shoulders with a soft groan and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"I cannot let her out of this hanger knowing what she heard." The general spoke firmly. Her supervisor seemed to stop at this and then had the same reaction as the general and pinched the bridge of his nose. "We have to keep this locked down as tight as possible. The only people that are allowed to know are supervisors who have been ordered to stay for their own mission while one of their charges joins this mission."
"But I heard nothing! I swear! I heard nothing about the su- oh um... whatever this... meeting was about..." Candance quickly glanced away, feeling a trickle of sweat down her spine as she realized she let the cat out of the bag.
"Yep. You're going."
"But, but!"
"You. Are. Going. That is an order from your government!" The general stepped forward until he was right in front of her, towering over her. She immediately shrank and nodded her head. With that gesture as her approval, the general stepped back and began to address the other members of the room.
Candance eyes teared up as she glanced at her supervisor with a look of pure fear, begging him to get her out of this with her soft brown eyes. He avoided her gaze quickly and glued his eyes on the general. She huffed under her breath, before fear sunk into every cell in her body from the general's next words.
"You're going to space."
_________________ Dancing upon the stars. Adventure to the unknown. Let's go on a journey across the stars.
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