3rd person POV:
The S.S Dawn was nearing the Venus orbiting capital, Aphrodite. Until they received a message from the neighboring city.
Juliet: Incoming transmission.
Jacklin: Put it through.
A holographic screen popped up showing the face of a middle-aged man.
Jacklin: This is Captain Jacklin Trudian, of the U.S.R.A.P.U. Whom am I speaking with?
Man:(coms) I am mayor Roc. Aphrodite has been compromised! Dock into my city.
Yn: How do we know this guy's telling the truth?
(Rumble)
Ron: We've been hit by Aphrodite's asteroid blaster.
Yn: Never mind, let's crash in the old man's city, seem's legit.
Jacklin: Prepare to take us in, Mayor!
Roc:(coms) Right away.
(Meanwhile inside Aphrodite)
On top of a building, a woman stared out the dome covering the city to see the S.S Dawn turn to dock towards the neighboring city.
???:(scoff)
???: Can't get distracted...
Turning around she looks across the building she was on towards what looked like a mayor's or president's office.
Pointing a finger gun at it, she began talking to herself.
???: I have to aim...and fire.
(Opening theme)
Docking in the neighboring city to Aphrodite, the crew of the S.S Dawn was met with Mayor Roc and his guards.
Roc: Captain.
Jacklin: Mayor.
Roc: Why have you come to Venus?
Jacklin: We're dealing with an ever-growing threat. Our leaders may be gone, but our connection cannot be lost if we are to fight against it.
Jacklin: We are here to re-establish the earth and Venus's connection.
Roc: You want us to help fight Crescent?
Jacklin: Yes.
Roc: I'm afraid anything like that is not possible under our current situation, which requires our full attention.
Jacklin: Then inform us of your situation. As U.S.R.A.P.U members, it's our job to give aid to the nations in times of trouble.
Roc: Very well. Follow me.
The captain, Cynthia, and Yn followed while the rest stayed at the ship.
The mayor then led them to a war room of sorts. Dark, and condensed, there was a single hologram projecting table, lighting up the room.
The table was projecting a model of the capital.
Roc: Crescent has taken over Aphrodite and lock themselves in the city.
Yn: So? Just bust in there like their adults watching underaged porn.
Cynthia: That's a good point. But if you haven't done that, then there must be a reason.
Roc: They didn't just lock themselves into the city. They locked themselves in with all the people living there.
Yn: Eh?!
Roc: They are highly armed with several gears. From our reports, they've raided the police weaponry along with the emergence gear in the president's building.
Jacklin: So they have hostages... This complicates things.
Cynthia: Have they made any demands?
Roc: They just said one word. "Surrender".
Yn: The bolts on these guys...
Roc: We've sent an operative to take out the leader, but our connection became compromised so we do not know her status.
Jacklin: What is the operative's name?
Roc: Venus Forces Special Agent Ryuka Chuma.
Cynthia: Ryuka Chuma?
Yn: Do you know her?
Cynthia: I know of her. She's taken platinum medals in the Neo Olympics.
Cynthia: Specifically in the shooting-based games. If I'm not mistaken they call her "The Hot Shot".
Yn: Why do you know this? Never pegged you for a person interested in watching sports.
Cynthia: Let's just say... Because she lacks something, a channel surfer like me had their attention drawn in.
Yn: She lacks something...? What? A gun?
Cynthia: How can she win medals in an Olympic shooting contest without a gun?
Yn: Okay, hands? A face?
Yn: I don't get what a shooter could lack that piques people's interest.
Jacklin: That doesn't matter.
Jacklin: Mayor, this model is 100 percent accurate, I presume?
Roc: Yes it is.
The captain began playing with the model. Turning it and splitting it to see the inner workings.
Yn:(whispers) What's she-
Cynthia jabbed her shoulder into his side to make him stay quiet.
Cynthia: Shhh!
Cynthia:(whispers) The captain is strategizing.
Jacklin:.....
Placing the model back into its original form, the captain points to a certain area of the orbiting city.
Jacklin: Here is my plan.
Jacklin: This right here is the reserve thruster of Aphrodite. Its purpose is to push the city out of orbit in emergencies.
Jacklin: We'll sneak in through there with Solas.
Yn: I get to do something? This plan is already my favorite.
Jacklin: We'll then break into the maintenance corridor and make our way up so that we'll be directly under the city itself.
Jacklin: From there we'll assess the situation.
Cynthia: Yn is going on this mission, but who else?
Jacklin: You, and I.
Cynthia:... Understood Captain.
Roc: How will you get there? The anti asteroid cannon is activated and will shoot any gear that comes close.
Roc: Unless you're not going to use stealth?
Yn: He has a point...if we're going to do this loud then let's do it LOUD!
Jacklin: No, we'll be using stealth. The cannons are not meant to fire at invisible targets.
Jacklin: And I believe the Venus military have cloak blankets for their gears.
Jacklin: Mayor, are you willing to lend us one?
Roc: Of course.
Jacklin: Then we'll be waiting in preparation for the cloak, at my ship.
Following the Captain's lead, the trio leave to ge prepare on the S.S Dawn, which meant equipping themselves with full space jumpsuits, or in Yn's case, a piloting suit meant to protect him against damage from within and outside Solas.
Yn: Hmm...
(Yn Direx: Solar Gear pilot outfit)
Yn: I should have asked this before, but why do I have armor? Wouldn't a jumpsuit work?
Aibella: There are no seatbelts, in Solas. So the Captain wanted you to have some kind of protection in case the system keeping you in the center of the cockpit fails.
Yn: Didn't know she cared that much.
Cynthia: The captain cares about her crew. Especially members that risked their lives to save her...
Yn:?
Turning around, Yn and Aibella turned to see Cynthia crouching on the ground, trying to reach the locking mechanism of the suit.
(Cynthia Foxtrot: Space maintenance uniform)
Cynthia: A little help?
Yn: Sure.
Yn aided Cynthia in her time of need.
Cynthia: Never thought I had to wear one of these again after becoming the first mate...
Cynthia: And what's with this thing? I don't remember it being so tight.
Aibella: Sorry, I was making some modifications to it, so I could wear it...
Cynthia: Oh...(looks lower) I see...
Aibella:(turns around) Stop staring!
Yn: Who? Me?
Jackiln:(muffled) You three can stare at each other all you want when we're done.
(Jacklin Trudian: Space command outfit)
Cynthia: It looks like the suit fits you well, Captain.
Jacklin: Thank you. Aibella has the cloak arrived?
Aibella: It's on standby.
Jacklin: Good. Yn, you'll carry us on Solas's shoulders.
Aibella: I'm sure you can safely enter Solas as long as Yn is in him.
Jacklin: I'm not risking my or Cynthia's life by going inside that death trap.
Yn: He's not that bad.
Jacklin:... We'll be on the shoulders.
Aibella:(sigh)...
Aibella: Yn.
Yn: Yeah?
Aibella: Just so you know, the cloak will hide you from the sensors of the cannons and other gears. But as a cost, it generates and insulates heat.
Yn: Please, after the heat Solas put me through, I can probably handle skinnydipping in the sun.
Cynthia: That's an image I'm never getting out of my head...
Aibella: Be that as it may, Cynthia and the captain don't have the same resistance.
Aibella: So try not to add Solas's heat to the mix.
Yn: Got it. Let's launch!
(Meanwhile)
The fortress Pluto loomed towards the planet and the nation Uranus, which was already being attacked by the Crescent native there.
Before joining the fight, Luna sent a message to her general on Venus.
Luna: There is a gear that covers itself in flames. If you see it... Do not destroy it, bringing it to me along with its pilot.
Luna: It's one of the weapons the corporation scum of the solar system has kept hidden. It's not only a threat but proof.
???:(coms) Understood. I'll get it done.
TO BE CONTINUED....