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Rated: 13+ · Serial · Sci-fi · #1426124
Max Saiin got into The US AIRFORCE. But can he survive his own training?
So Max passed the first test, nothing really good, or at least impress Maggus. He was boarded onto the Space Ship Moonlight, a traveling Vessel out of Gruvah, heading Universal North towards Centauri in a split-second.

Maggus instructed him to finish training, at least in twenty months they ought to pick him up again. He asked where.

Maggus smiled. "Where all your dreams come true."

Max didn't ask much questions but was still very nervous about the situation with the US Air Force. How he'd killed a half ton hound was much more impressive than blowing a guard's tooth off. Besides, they guy was a Vernian, his tooth will grow back.

Maggus directed Max to the Moonlight's shuttle. It was then he noticed that the nautical breaks had been enabled.

"If you survive this guy for full twenty months you're unstoppable." MAggus commented as he tunned the shuttle on.

"What guy?" Max asked. He put the belt on.

"His name is Cyrus Cray, he's trained five hundred of our finest men"

"You think I'm up to the challenge."

"You kicked his pupil's tooth out, you'll be fine, kid, don't be such a jackass."

"Good, Cray, why do I have this feeling on the back of my head telling me to kill you, take control of this shuttle and fly off the the Colonies?"

"I'll love to see you try." Maggus laughed.

The tone the alien used was a heavy warning, told Max to behave. Even though the alien looked weak, no matter in which form, but he was trained in the Force, who knows how many human and alien forms of battle he was trained in, despite his face, a sad, crippled and senile old Vernian, born in the Colonies, lived in the slums and ate human trash...

Nothing noble.

Max pressed himself against the seat and pushed his head back.

'Perfect' he thought. The planet was a volcanic mountains, barren planet, and the simple fact that its surface was covered with black spots it was clear it was one of many 'dump' planets, where noblety dumped his trash while the natives had to suck their rests to survive...

The shuttle headed that way.
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