Guided by the Stars (GxG)

No.3

Galactic haze well known for this area has been a perfect cover for the guild; no wonder they used this location. Pulling Washu's hood back on she mouthed a 'thank you' as we followed a member of the most wanted union in our galaxy.

"Eyes on me." The guy was sharp, an urge to scan their ship has won for a second, but I had to remain low in order to not blow our covers. Admin has provided us with fake papers and arranged the pick up from an abandoned planet. If they were to find out that we had anything to do with the Intergalactic Pentagon we would be dead before taking the last breath.

Passing through the station, it was a long narrow platform coming out of their large ship, with a little spacecraft awaiting at its end. Empty space underneath our feet and the planet Earth in front of our eyes, shining upon us-Washu was nervous. Having no other way of reassuring my friend I nudged her side and shot her a tiny smirk which she hated so much.

"Get in," The guy ordered shortly, not bothered to spare us more than a quick look. Doing as told we entered the craft. I was amazed by its construct, never seeing anything like this. The rough interior and clusterfuck of things made me wonder whether this thing actually worked. Keeping in the remarks, I had to stop myself from being noisy and well-rude.

"You ladies certain Earth is where you want to flee?"

Taken aback by his sudden change, he became much more relaxed the second we were alone.

"Why? Is it not the best planet to run off to?" My blunt curiosity has earned a scolding glare from my friend.

However, the guy laughed amused. "Most happen to think so, but I would call it an illusion more than anything."

"Illusion?"

His body turning to face us as he sat in the front seat. Eyes of a fighter, a mere reminder of what my own used to be, before falling under complete control of the Pentagon.

"Illusion my deary. Earth is beyond the reach of the military and many repercussions that would await you here," he pointed at the galaxy in front. "However, it's also a life of a simpler being. It's throwing away the beauty of our galaxy, in order to live a lie."

My tongue clicked against the roof of my mouth. "Rather a harsh way to view things. Some of us live in hell, a simpler life doesn't sound as bad."

"Ignore him," a woman entered the craft, playfully patting the guy. "He hates Earth for his own reasons. It's great there, as long as you don't break any laws you will be fine and safe." She squeezed through the seats and took the one next to her friend. "I'm Fressca, nice to meet you girls."

"Likewise," we answered.

The grey-skinned woman scanned through our permits with a light hum.

"You girls from Plutoon 543?"

"Yep."

"I'm sorry for your struggles, must have been tough. Fucking Pentagon, I heard they wiped an entire population," her voice calm as she muttered with disgust. "Bet you hardly got away."

The unnecessary comment alerting my senses, she was confirming our story.

"Indeed, my friend hardly made it." I pointed at Washu. "I managed to get us into galactic train before their troops arrived."

Her eyes narrowed, she wasn't paying attention to me, instead observed my brunette friend.

"Hey," she called raising her voice.

Washu nervously looked up, she was a bit awkward with people not used to talking to anyone other than Cassandra or me.

"Yes?"