Dione – Moon of Saturn
Will I make it?
Nowadays Moonking often asked himself this question. When the President commanded him to man the Moon check post, he longed for an opportunity to become a real soldier. He wanted to travel through the solar system, to explore new planets. But now, when he finally got to do so he was afraid. He could still hear the explosion. If he hadn’t been awake and away from the quarters at that time, not even his bones would have survived.
When he exited the outer atmosphere of Mars, he decided not to reach Titan immediately. Even though his heart felt like it would bust out in excitement, his mind worked well. He understood that he was being followed. Someone didn’t want him to complete his mission. And so he decided to land in a safe place.
Anyone who had to reach Europa, had to arrive at Titan. The Titan Spaceport was the only one that had the ships to reach Europa. If he knew that, then his enemies would know it to.
He chose Dione as his immediate destination. Since Dione was well hidden from the radio waves of Earth and just below the Rings of Saturn, it was mostly ignored by the Republic. The planet was a dumping ground of used electronic parts.
He descended into the atmosphere of the garbage moon, and true to its name there were mountains of wasted parts as far as his eyes could see. Moonking parked his spacecraft in a small clearing and stepped out. He removed his helmet and a gust of wind blew at his face. His messy long hair flew back.
The air was thick with the smell of broken plastic. It was early dawn on Dione. The distant sun has just risen. Up in the sky, Saturn was visible in all its glory.

A day lasts for 15 earth days on this planet. Titan will be at a closer distance to Dione, only when the sun sets.
It had been 3 earth days since Moonking landed on Dione. On the first day, he kept himself busy by erecting a makeshift tent for himself. The president had equipped him with every necessary tool required for his travel. She had also told him to inform her whenever possible, but he had decided not to. If the enemies can find out where he stayed on Mars, it meant they have spies within The president’s circle.
It had been several hours since he last slept and Moonking was feeling drowsy. He fell into the tent and slept through most part of the second day. As he woke up, the sun was still shining bright. He decided to explore the moon for the next few days. He covered his spacecraft with a tarpaulin and made his way through the cleared walkway between the garbage hills. Even though Dione was deserted, he was careful in his steps. Moonking knew that desolated moons like Dione are known to be rendezvous points for space pirates. He had no wish to cross paths with them. Mercenaries were enough.
He began walking towards the north. Because of the moon’s low intense gravity, Moonking did not feel fatigue until the early hours of the fourth day.He was now kilometers away from his parked vehicle. Moonking did not worry about losing his spacecraft. He had his gps system to find his way back.
Suddenly he felt uneasy. Something was wrong here. When he was a boy in the lower levels of Vertex city, it was his intuition that saved him from many dangers. He knew well enough not to ignore his gut feeling. He stopped in his tracks and surveyed his surroundings. From behind a hill, he heard some metallic object roll over. The clang of metal echoed across the planet. He cursed himself for not holding on to the nameless soldier’s gun. Like a fool he dropped it.
Thick Mist surrounded him. To his front, from within the mist emerged four huge figures. Pirates. He recognized immediately.

Unlike soldiers who wore spacesuits, the pirates wore little to no suit. Infact, one of them was bare bodied and his right arm was a pulse ray canon. Moonking turned back to make a run to his spacecraft. But his way was blocked by 3 other pirates.
Before he could realise what was happening, he heard the loading sound of the Agony Pulse Ray. He turned towards the sound, but he could only see a blinding ray of brightness.
Will I make it?