- Oliver -
Nico went to the spaceport along with Oliver. It had been years since he had left Selene, so he wasn't familiar with the new parts of Luna.
One of them was the spaceport; the stru was massive. It was one of the few pces where it was still possible to see the lunar ground. The port was built several stories above the ground in a ring shape, allowing multiple ships to dod depart at the same time.
Oliver was walking beside Nico; however, unlike Nico, he wasn't marveling at the view. He was refleg on their versation.
After returning to the world of the living, he had never had a clear objective.
‘Why didn't I die in the bombings?’ The boy had questioned himself for several nights during his first days in New San Francisco.
He was living one day at a time, but the words of the person he sidered a mentor made him feel different.
‘Alive. I finally have a reason to live.’ The boy was happy to think he had a reason to tinue fighting and growing.
"Trip to Earth, departing in thirty minutes. Gate B15 open for b." The annou echoed in the spaceport.
"It's time for you to go, kid." Nico pushed him to board the ship.
"Hey. Thanks again." The boy approached Nid hugged him. "I finally have a clear objective, and the ime we meet, I'll be a Red Ranger."
"I believe it. Don't fet to train," Nico replied.
Oliver finally passed through the gate and boarded the ship.
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Despite the problematic re-entry to Earth, which shook the entire ship, his journey back to the p was more straightforward and faster. He had arrived in New San Francis just over twelve hours.
‘I have a few hours before the eleport is avaible,’ the boy thought. ‘Maybe I could stop by the shelter.’
He would have to kill a few hours before the teleport station opened. One of his options was to return to the house where he had lived while iy.
For a few mihe boy debated the option but gave up. Not only was the house quite far from the city ter, but there was no one he was really attached to.
Instead, he preferred to walk he old pier.
‘Please! No Ork carcasses. I don’t o smell that right now.’ he wished as he walked.
Oliver had worked for many years in that region, and a question always returo his mind: "Why the heck do they prefer to attack here rather than other parts of the city?"
To this day, he doesn't have an ao the mystery. Luckily for him, there wasn't a single Ork body.
‘Strahe boy thought. ‘Are they not attag NSF?’
It had been a long time since he had looked at the news of New San Francisco, either because he was focused on the Academy or Selene.
The boy sat on one of the benches on the pier and watched the sunrise, waiting for the time to use the teleport. However, the sleep from the journey caught up with him.
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"Ugh!" Oliver woke up, startled to see he was still on the pier of New San Francisco. He quickly pulled up his gauo check the time. "Shit, I'm te."
He started running at full speed to one of the teleport statiohe city ter.
The building was tall, and its facade used to bear the symbol of some pany—some i software firm that had gone bankrupt after the war began. Now, it was just aransport station.
There was a long li the statiorance; he had to wait a few minutes.
"Did you hear it's been a week without any attacks iy?"
"Do you think they've finally given up?"
"No shot. I heard they're still having skirmishes daily on the East Coast."
While waiting, he listeo the people around him discussing the Ork situation.
As soon as the line moved forward, he could desd some stairs to access the tral paviliohe entrance, a girl was cheg who was going where.
"Ticket?" the girl asked.
"No. I'm going to the Academy," Oliver expined.
"Alright. Just reminding you that you'll only have access to your own headquarters and 't access the others," the attendant expined.
"No problem." The boy nodded his uanding.
"Great, head to the left aer the first room."
Oliver followed the instrus. In the room, there was a mae simir to the one on the isnd but reduced to fit only one person.
"firming: Oliver, Nameless. Heading to the Academy. Correct?" a person behind the panel asked.
"That's right," the boy replied.
"Great, step into the mae's ter," the person instructed. "Oh! Try not to vomit."
The boy positioned himself in the mae, but before he could respond, he already felt the sensation of falling and being thrown against the ground.
His eyes welled up, and the urge to vomit hit him hard, but through the tears that formed, he could see that he was at the teleport station of the Academy.
"Are you okay, kid?" one of the soldiers asked.
"Y-yes," Oliver replied, pg one hand over his mouth to avoid vomiting.
He quickly got up and ran out of the station. As soon as he reached the grass, he unfortunately spewed all his breakfast onto the wn.
"Darn it," the boy pined.
After he finished losing his breakfast, he could breathe in the isnd's fresh air.
"I'm back," he eo himself.
Without needing to think, he started walking back to his bunk. He wao lie down a, especially after the trip. However, he also wao see An and Isabe again.
He had arrived on the isnd in the middle of the day, so several other recruits were still running around trying to find where their following csses or training sessions would be—a noise he had already gotteo after the first weeks.
After a few minutes of walking, Oliver was back at his barracks. His bed was still at the end of the corridor, but it looked messy, especially after a week without anyone ing it.
Above him, An's bunk also seemed untouched. "Could he not have arrived yet?" the boy wondered.
While he utting away his things, he heard the door of the dormitory opening. Finally, the skinny guy had arrived.
"At st. I tried to talk to you before the suspension," Oliver said.
However, An's face didn't look happy. It was one of the few times Oliver had seen the boy serious.
"I know," An replied. "Hey. I'm sorry."
"Huh? For what?" Oliver asked.
"If I hadn't been te, you wouldn't have taken that beating," An expined.
"Are you kiddihe boy asked incredulously.
"Yeah, I am." An broke into a smile. "Still, sorry I didn't speak up. I was embarrassed I couldn't help with Kyle."
"Screw you. But don't worry, his time will e. I'll still deal with that piece of trash," Oliver said.
"Before you expin your revenge pn, what the heck is that?" An asked.
He had finally gotten close to Oliver.
"What?" Oliver responded.
"Are you wearing tacts?" An inquired.
"No," the boy replied, giving his friend a judgmental look.
"Oh! So you evolved?! Awesome." An began to look his colleague up and down. "Actually, you seem taller."
Oliver also took a moment to pay attention to An. Although he had always thought the boy was skinny, he had ged too.
"You're oo talk, but you evolved too, didn't you?" Oliver asked.
"Of course. You didn't think you'd be the only one preparing for a rematch, did you?" An replied.
"Great." Oliver was happy to see his friend again. "Have you talked to Isabe?"
"Not yet. I couldn't use the chat off the isnd; I think you o be here or at some Academy facility to access it," An expined.
| els| TransportTruHell [3] [Private]||| TransportTruHell| [OliverKR] Hey! We're back!| [AquiAn] Finally, we're back.| [BelRedFanGirl] Did you enjoy your vacation?| [AquiAn] Hey! I wasn't on vacation. I've been training.| [AquiAn] Although... I did go to a beach, and it was great.| [BelRedFanGirl] Go to hell. I was dying here in the meantime.| [AquiAn] That's too bad. If you want a vacation, just pick a fight with someone in front of the cafeteria.| [BelRedFanGirl] No thanks.| [OliverKR] ging the subject. we meet tomorrow after csses?| [BelRedFanGirl] Sure. I'll meet you in the cafeteria after training.| [OliverKR] Great.| [AquiAn] Hey, did you waty good shows? I o kill some time.| [BelRedFanGirl] Fet shows. Be careful because tomorrow they're announg the first test.| [OliverKR] What?| [BelRedFanGirl] It's one of the rumors cirg in the First Battalion.
"Shit. We just got back, and we're already going to have a test."
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