3rd person POV:
Engineers currently performing maintenance of one of the planets orbiting city's of the nation of Mercury were quietly chatting.
Engineer 1: Hey, have you ever thought about why someone decided to make Mercury a place to live?
Engineer 1: This is literally the closest planet to the sun! It's so hot snd bright all the time!
Engineer 2: I know, right? But what are you going to do about it? We're next to the sun.
Engineer 1: But what if we weren't?
Engineer 2: What? Do you want to move the sun or something?
Engineer 1:(jokingly) Maybe.
Turning towards the sun, his fellow engineer does the same.
Engineer 1:... Eh. Maybe it's not so bad.
(Frooom)
Engineers:!?
Something strange happens. Like an unnatural phenomenon.
What looked like a meteor, flew out of the sun with a trail of fire behind it.
Engineer 1:... Yeah, maybe we should move the sun.
(Earth orbiting City: New Terra)
A young man lays on his bed in the Earth Pilot Training Academy dorms.
His name, Yn Direx. An 18-year-old student, with slightly longer than average Brown hair, and eyes, wearing a black jacket with several patches of space companies.
(Yn Direx)
Trying to wait patiently for the results of his exam, he has a hard time.
Yn: Man, sitting here and doing nothing is such a pain.
Yn: But there's nothing I can do...
(Ding)
Yn:!
Yn: Finally!
Jumping to his feet, he snatches his smart device off of his desk, activating it, a holographic image pops up.
A little animation the plays of a letter getting ripped open before the results of his exam came up.
Yn:(reads)
Yn:!?
Yn: "The judges of the test have deemed you too emotional to be classified as an Ace level pilot".
Yn: What the stardust!?
Yn: You've got to be joking!
Yn: Tch... I get an amazing score but they fail me on the practical test because I'm too "emotional"!?
Yn: You try to have fun and....tch! It's called passion dumbasses!
Yn:....(sigh) Unbelievable....
Reading further, they talk about because of his written test scores, he can redo the practical test next year or have to pay a large sum to do it any time.
Waiting a year wasn't something Yn had the patients to do, so that left his only other option to pay for another test.
But not having the money to do it, Yn was at a loss, until he saw an ad for the United Space Research And Peace Union.
Knowing someone from there, Yn made a call, to ask for a favor.
Yn: You want to play games with me, academy? Fine, I'll play... And win with the raging flames of my soul which you have awoken with injustice!
Yn: Call Cynthia!
On the United Space, Research And Peace Union Headquarters residing in the earth orbiting city call New Terra, a representative of the United Nations of Space gave the leaders of the U.S.R.A.P.U a mission through a video call.
Representative: As you might already know, some kind of meteor was ejected out of the sun.
Representative: We have no clue what it is, just that it's strong enough to withstand heat from the sun.
Representative: You already going to investigate. We simply ask that you keep any information about it a secret to the public for now.
A high-ranking officer then spoke.
(Captain Jacklin Trudian)
Jacklin: Why the secrecy? Might it have to do with the recently rising riots?
Representative: Yes. As you know the annual meet-up of the nation's is in a few days.
Representative: There they will make a statement about the subject to hopefully put an end to it.
Representative: A phenomenon isn't something we wish to eclipse that statement.
Jacklin:(...)... It's not as if we were going to Livestream the event.
Representative: The nations thank you.
The call ends, leaving Jacklin to begin the preparation's for the mission to the meteor dubbed Helios.
In her quarters on the research voyager ship, the S.S Dawn. She planned everything.
Jacklin:... Vacation?
The captain says as she sees that the scientists that the U.S.R.A.P.U hires frequently took a leave of absence.
Jacklin: This is a first... Well, I can't do anything about it, enjoy your vacation Nexel....
(Knock, knock)
Jacklin: Come in...
She says whilst looking through several files. A blond woman in a leather jacket then enters. This woman was the youngest person in the U.S.R.A.P.U to become the first mate
(First Mate: Cynthia Foxtrot)
Cynthia:(salutes) Captain.
Jacklin: What can I help you with, Cynthia?
Cynthia: I... would like to make a recommendation.
Jacklin:?
Curious, the captain puts away her tablet containing all her files to listen to her second in command.
Jacklin: Well then, let's hear it. Who is the prodigy of the academy recommending?
The first mate sends a file to her Captain.
Jacklin: "Yn Direx"?
Cynthia: Yes. He was a first-year the academy forced under my wing.
Jacklin: That you grew to like?
Cynthia: Let's just say, he got my respect.
Jacklin: Hmm... It says here he failed to get his Gear piloting license.
Cynthia: Irrelevant, I would like you to allow him to come on board as a deckhand, not a pilot.
Cynthia: If money is an issue, make it an internship.
Jacklin: Why did he fail to get a Gear license?
Cynthia: Yn's not the type to be cool and collective like they want pilots to be.
Jacklin: And why should I let him on my ship?
Cynthia: Like I said he's not cool or collective, but he is passionate.
Cynthia: Given him a job, and he will give it his all.
Cynthia: Not wanting to deal with him, I told him on the first day we met to do 500000 pushups at once then I would talk to him.
Cynthia: Later that night I got a call, telling me to come to the academy and tell him to stop doing push-ups in the classroom.
Cynthia: The idiot took what I said as a challenge to earn my respect.
Jacklin:... I'm not entirely convinced, but I trust you. I'll give him an internship but you'll be responsible for him.
Cynthia: Understood. Thank you, Captain.
Leaving, Cynthia went to tell Yn the news as the captain continued with her work.
(Meanwhile)
???:.... I see. Updated me on any changes.
Ending a call, this person clenches their fist in anger.
???: So they think they can simply hide it and pretend like they have nothing?
???: Even after all the lives lost because of their greed?
???:... Very well. It seems I must be the one to reveal what I possess first.
???: Perhaps I shall take that meteor they wish to cover-up?
TO BE CONTINUED...