Jan 17, 2010 14:51
What does your future look like?
It was supposed to be easy, a well thought out recolonisation mission that would continue the existence of humanity. They had the best equipment, good men, well thought out mission plans and highly trained staff. It was supposed to be easy, nothing was supposed to go wrong, not when everything was so perfectly planned.
The only problem? Their scientists - the men with the plans - didn’t factor human error into their calculations. The future lay in their hands, in Elysium’s hands and roundabout the time every person left on Earth took their last breath madness consumed the men entrusted to safeguard the mission.
It was at that point that all their futures became forfeit, when life became a gamble, game of chance.
Bower always thought he’d marry the woman he loved, but when she said no, he enlisted. Her future was on Earth and his in the stars. Little does she know, but her rejection of him was one of the things that kept him alive.
Some futures were made after heartbreak and others? Come after fighting tooth and nail for your life and those of the people around you.
Bower learned that quickly.
Muse: Corporal Bower
Fandom: Pandorum
Word Count: 195
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