A Fallen Star

The Story
Commander Bradwick was given a briefing about the situation currently happening down on the earth’s surface.

“Commander Bradwick, your task is to see if the chance presents itself to eliminate the United Galactic Nations. If you do this you will be promoted and seen as a hero to the sons and daughters of the Military Republic of Mars," said James Smith, the Martian minister of defense.

“Sir, you know this will upset the political balance of the sol system, correct?” replied the commander, “I know that it---”, the door to the commander's office opened suddenly and a young soldier walked through the doorway.

“You should not be in here, soldier!” shouted the commander angrily.

“I’m sorry sir I thought it was important to inform you that the drones are ready to be launched for their mission on Io. On top of that, star deck 8 has been heavily damaged and needs to be repaired” replied the young soldier.

“Thank you for letting me know, tell the communications officer on the bridge to send a repair crew immediately to star deck 8” The commander turned towards his window observing Mars one last time before walking out of his office, being saluted by the officers and crew passing through the hall. Arriving at the bridge, the commander was briefed on the situation.

“Sir all vessels within the Sol system were pinged by an earth telecommunications beam from the ruins of the capital house. Should I play it as we do not know whether it is a trap or not?” asked the communications officer?

“Yes, play it since we cannot get a good reading as to what is happening on Earth from any of our spy satellites in its orbit.” replied the commander intrigued as to why there is such communication from the very heart of the galactic coalition the Martians wish to destroy.

The communication’s officer began to play the message, “My name is Ajax Morrison, on the order of the former Secretary General, David Galiger, all space faring vessels within the Sol system are not to go within the orbit of Earth as it is currently a hostile zone due to the terror group Kera’Menage bombings”.

“Commander, what should we do?” replied the communications officer.

“First, broadcast this throughout the ship. They have the right to know and secondly send a copy of this to Martian Orbital Defense Command. They will need to see this.” replied the commander. The commander returned to his office to call the Martian Orbital Defense Command to see what their next move should be.

“Minister Smith, I assume you have been briefed on the current situation facing the Earth’s cities.” started the commander,

“Yes, I have and I have new orders for you.” replied Minister Smith. “New orders Sir, but should we not be defending Mars in the case that this threat comes to us in the first place” retorted the commander,

“No, because the scout drones we sent to you and the MMRS Vol’rak have located the evacuation bunker on Io for the UGN Minister of the Secretariat. Your order is to go there and see if you can capture him and get any…. I mean any government secrets, especially ones referring to Wayne Corp. or Nexus Telecom. Funding of the government's special operations.” replied the Minister.

“Yes sir, as you command.” replied the commander whilst saluting.

The commander left his office and ordered a flight path to Io as that was their next mission and possibly the fate of the United Galactic Nations laid.

5 Hours Later

The pod crashed down onto the mixture of dust and ice that composed the surface of Io. “These are the coordinates Sir.” said the young soldier,

“Good, we can see what's left of the dying Union.” replied the commander. They came to a large steel blast door that seemed to make up an airlock. “Sir, I found a keypad, should I try to crack it?” replied the young soldier.

“Go ahead and make an attempt, I'll radio up to the ship and ask to send a bot to crack it if you can't,” replied the commander. I know the passcode given I grew up on Earth should not be too hard to crack because I am his nephew after all… thought the young soldier.

“Aha, got it!” the young soldier cried out in excitement. The great metal door began to rise, and they walked into the darkness. They came into an empty sitting room and someone greeted them.

“My name is Ethan Stewart, I was… am the Minister of the United Galactic Nation’s General Assembly.” the young soldier paused and thought ''“He is my godfather. I can not truly help him now the commander is here, and he may want him arrested.”'' The commander told the young soldier to leave the room and search the perimeter of the facility. The commander began,

“You are a dead man and you know that, Mr. Stewart," Mr. Stewart retorted “Your kind are the reason Earth fell and will be the reason why there can never truly be a United Galactic Nation." " Mr. Stewart began to walk away, and the commander began to say “You’re not to leave, because you are under arrest-” the minister interrupted,

“Fine, on one condition grant me one last moment alone”. The minister walked into the private holocommunications room, turning on the machines in the room and sending an emergency signal to the Magna-Lux station just outside the kieper belt to a man named Maximilian Wayne.

When the commander arrived and collected him as he returned to the ship up in orbit, the commander returned to his office and called the Martian Orbital Defence Command. The commander began “I’ve arrested the Minister of the United Galactic Nations General Assembly”.

“Good work, Commander, now for the next step in the fall of the United Galactic Nations, you are to meet up in Earth’s orbit with the Lone Star Fleet of the New Republic of Texas headed by President Samuel Morrison, the brother-in-law to the late Secretary-General David Galigar, you are to sabotage any attempt at the reformation of the union of Earth and the Lunar Colonies, because that can give us the chance we need to take over the situation… Martian Orbital Defence Command Out.  

The commander walked out of his office to the bridge and began to relay orders, “Set a course to Earth’s Orbital Station, also send a message to the newly formed Lone Star fleet and tell them to meet us there. I’m going to go get some rest since it will be a long flight there.” the commander ended his speech to the bridge crew and left the room.

Magna-Lux Station, Kuiper Belt

“Mr. Wayne, there is a Captain Nathaniel on line one and a message from Io '' said Kara, Maximillan Wayne’s secretary.

“Thank you Kara, I’ll take the messages in my office.” Maximilian replied. Kara opened his office door and left him be. Maximilian reached into his pocket and grabbed the small ornate cylindrical disc that was his holocommunicator.

“Hello Captain, how are you doing? How goes building diplomatic relations for the remnants of the Imperial Intelligence Bureau?” Maximilian began.

“I’m doing well, and on the diplomatic subject it's a slow and painful process after the tragedy in the Triskelion system” replied Captain Nathaniel.

“Have you heard of what is happening in the Sol system right now? It's a political nightmare bordering on a full scale galactic crisis” said Captain Nathaniel.

“Well I guess that's the message from Mr. Stewart. I was honestly confused as to why he would be kidnapped by a high-ranking general from the Martian Orbital Defence Command, but now it makes sense.” replied Maximilian with a mixture of intrigue and worry.

“Do you know anymore about the current situation within the Sol system?” Maximilian asked imploringly.

“I’m afraid that was all I have, old friend is there anyway I could help you fix the situation because I know you will try?” asked the Captain.

“All I might need is your assistance in a possible counter-strike scenario against whomever caused this” replied Maximilian.

“Understood, I will be awaiting an invitation to the battlefield” replied Nathaniel. Maximilian turned off his holocommunicator, returned it into his tailcoat pocket and left his office. Maximilian put on his sunglasses and taped the side triggering his A.I. voice assistant named Allie.

“Allie set up the Sol system Nexus Telecom. Satellites to scan all transmissions and give me a rundown of the situation I’m about to walk into.” Maximilian said quietly. “Yes sir. Shall I prep your stealth ship so that you can fly undetected?” hummed the female robotic voice.

“Yes please, I don't want the Martians getting any ideas.” replied Maximilian as he boarded his stealth ship the Destiny’s Reaver.

Sentinel Orbital Defense Complex, Earth’s Orbit

“Welcome aboard, Commander, it's nice to see that not all Martians want the United Galactic Nations to crumble into the ashes of history” replied Samuel Morrison.

“Just because I’m here doesn’t mean your right about my feelings toward Earth and the UGN” replied Commander Bradwick in a tone of anger. An adviser approached Samuel and whispered “Sir, there is someone who would like to see you.”

“Really right now I'm in the middle of saving the entire UGN. Is it really necessary?” replied Samuel his voice in a whisper so that Martians could not hear.

“Sir, would you like me to ask him into here instead?” whispered the advisor. “Fine, but tell him not to make a mess of the situation” replied Samuel. The heavy metal hanger door opened and a man dressed in suit and tailcoat began,

“My name is Maximilian Wayne, but you probably want to know why I am here, I am here because a Mr. Ethan Steward, formerly the Minister to the United Galactic Nation’s General Assembly and the Martians have held him as a prisoner of war” Samuel was flabbergasted at the thought that of the Martian had taken Mr. Stewart as a prisoner.

“You did what?!?” replied Samuel.

“I’ve arrested him on the orders of the Martian Orbital Defence Command” replied the commander. They walked into the brig of the MMRS Dowark and were greeted by the Martian’s version of the special forces. Maximilian began to push his way through the soldiers and they blocked his path so he stepped back. He then turned around and pointed his I-7 pistol at the guards causing them to point their guns at him. The commander began “Guns down! All of you” the soldiers slung their guns onto their backs and Maximilian tucked him away in his coat.

“Release Mr. Stewart and hand him over to Mr. Samuel and his guards” ordered the commander. Mr. Stewart ran from his cell and began to profusely thank both Maximilian and Samuel. They returned to the space station and began to form a plan to retake the lunar colonies.

The commander began “it would be best if we were to divide into groups so that we can come together with multiple plans on the best action.”

Opportunity Shield Colony, The Moon

The halls were deadly silent as militant protesters marched through the streets with black banners with a white saltire and a red hinomaru in the center of the flag. Something was odd about these guards, unlike the UGN soldiers who wore blue plated battle gear; these were wearing a more ruff and tumble kind of armor. The protesters marched through the streets towards the capitol building and seized control of the lunar colony. Their leader only known as Al’jueran or The Scarab, began to speak to his followers

“Today, we came together and made Earth feel our wrath and claimed our independence from them!” he then said “We are now free to decide our fate now that we’ve removed the evil from our homes and purged Earth! Who will join my Kera’Menage!”.

The crowd roared to life with cheers of excitement. As Al’jueran left the makeshift stage he went into the building next to the stage

“Any new reports of the UGN rebuilding” replied the leader in a scruffy voice. “No sir, we’ve stopped most shipments of supplies but we haven't been able to get all of them” replied one of his advisors.

“What do you mean you can’t get all of them!” Al’jueran began “We’ve got superior weapons and ships and you're telling me that they can still make it to Earth?” the advisor began to panic.

“Sir---, they have superior FTL drives and thrusters. They can just zoom past us and there is a new paramilitary force calling themselves the lone star navy ”, “Fix those two problems and stop those shipments!”

Sentinel Orbital Defense Complex, Earth’s Orbit

5 Hours Later…

They reconvened in the main hangar bay, the Martian commander began, “A direct Interplanetary Ballistic Missile assault on the moon would solve the problem and the UGN could begin to rebuild.”

Samuel, shocked at the statement, replied "Are you saying you would forfeit 20 million people in the main lunar colony just to kill a terrorist cell?”

“Yes, that is exactly what I am suggesting” replied the commander.

Maximilian walked into the room, after listening to the brainstorming that happened replied, “First not all plans are the best course of action. Second, how about a mixture of the plans where we do a missile strike on the major tunnels seals of the colony and a strike team sent in to remove the cell”

“How do you know so much about the military doctrine Maximillian?” said the commander with a mixture of disgust and confusion.

“If you didn’t know, I trained at the Imperial Military Academy as an intelligence officer.” replied Maximillian.

“You’re an intelligence officer?!” replied the Martian commander.

“Yes I am.” replied Maximillian.

“Now we should get back to planning this assault now that you know the source of my military expertise” Maximillian replied wryly.

The young soldier walked into the room to report a change in the flight pattern of the Kera’Menage ships when…

“Sirs…... “ the young soldier began to speak but was interrupted.

“You’re not supposed to be in here, Soldier!” yelled at the commander in anger

“Let him speak, Commander.” replied Samuel

“No! He’s to leave the room immediately He’s not ranked high enough to be in here” replied the commander.

“Speak up kid, because whatever information you’ve got is going to lead to a breakthrough.” said Maximillian in a calmer voice than the rest of the men in the room were using.

The young soldier walked into the room and went towards where Maximillian was sitting and said, “Mr. Wayne, We’ve found out that the Kera’Menage fleet has moved to try to stop the repair shipments of materials from the other colonies from going to Earth but they’ve left a hole in their defense to do this.”

“Now, that’s some useful intelligence.” replied Maximillian

“You might want to get out of here kid, this is going to become quite difficult if you don't leave.” continued Maximillian

“Yes, Sir.” replied the young soldier as he quietly left the room

“Gentleman!” Samuel and the Martian Commander turned towards him and Maximillian continued speaking “While the two of you were bickering I’ve found out what information the kid had. The Kera’Menage fleet has moved in an attempt to block the supply chain of rebuilding materials from getting in, and they’ve left a hole in which we can sneak in and hit them where it hurts.”

“The plan will work but I think more ships could be useful to allow for more breathing space.” replied Samuel

“I’ve got a friend who might be able to help. We should sleep on it so that we’re not all sleep deprived when we get ready to siege an entire celestial body” replied Maximillian as he left the room.

Maximilian returned to his ship the Destiny’s Arrow and fell asleep quite quickly and awoke on a beach under a dark blue sky lightened by three moons… all he heard was a man ,who looked like him but older, saying “these are the three moons and kingdoms Xeres, Kaon, and Tal’os, and one day you’ll be their king…”

Maximilian awoke from his dream to the sound of gunshots coming from outside his ship. Maximillian got out of bed put on his battle armor and grabbed his I-11 sniper rifle hybrid and walked out of his ship. One of the guards walked up to him and said “Mr. Wayne are you alright!”

“Yes, I’m fine” replied Maximillian and then he continued, “What on earth happened out here?”

“Two soldiers, who were loyal to the Kera’Menage had a bomb and were going to kill you. Similar attacks happened to the President, and the Martian Commander” replied the other guard.

“How many people did they have to get through to get to you two?” replied Maximillian

“Twelve, Mr. Wayne… twelve” replied the guard.

“Jeez, even with the advanced gear and weapons I gave you all” replied Maximillian.

“We didn't think a retaliation would happen this close to the lunar operation preparation date.” replied the other guard

“Honestly, I’ve kind of learned to expect this from my intel officer days.” replied Maximillian

“Is there anything we can do for you sir” replied the guards.

“No I’m going to make some calls and try to get some more sleep.” replied Maximillian

“Understood sir.” replied the guard

Maximillian returned to his ship and began to call an old friend...

Maximilian turned on his holocommunicator and Captain Nathaniel answered, “So you need me now hmm…” He began.

“Of course, why wouldn’t I invite you to this little mission.” replied Maximillian

“Give me a couple of hours to arrive and we can then discuss the operation in more detail," replied Nathaniel.

5 hours later

Captain Nathaniel arrived on board the station and walked over to meet Maximillian.

“I was expecting more of a welcoming party” started Nathaniel

“They’re all in ‘important’ meetings.” replied Maximillian with a bit of a chuckle.

“Let me guess, trying to figure out the geopolitical mess they might create by invading the moon.” replied Nathaniel

“That’s probably the jest of it” replied Maximillian

The two of them went to the Destiny's Arrow to have coffee and wait for Samuel and Commander Bradwick.

MMRS Vol’rak, docked to the Lone Star Station.

“Sir, the plan we have come up with to stop the Kera’Menage is this: an orbital blockade of the moon with a strike team removing the terrorists from inside the blockade zone.” Commander Bradwick said.

“That sounds like a good plan, please alert the Martian-lunar defense fleet to help aid you in your blockade” replied the Martian Defense Minister, James Smith. The young soldier was sent to locate where Mr. Wayne and Captain Nathaniel, as he walked into the room he was caught in the middle of a conversation.

“So you think there’s going to be some sort of betrayal, when we blockade and strike the moon” replied Maximillian

“I do not trust Commander Bradwick, nor do I trust the Martian command structure. Something just seems” Nathaniel stopped as he noticed the young soldier standing in the doorway.

“I was sent to ask you to come meet with President Morrison. Why are you saying my commanding officer will betray us?” the young soldier replied with a look of sadness on his face.

“It's not him, it's more of the Martian government's willingness to destroy the UGN that puts some unease on the situation at hand” replied Captain Nathaniel

“I’m not quite sure why the Martians hate the UGN so much?” replied the young soldier.

Maximilian stood up from the couch, of which he happened to be sitting on, and walked over to the bar and poured himself and Nathaniel a drink, after taking a sip, "What's your name kid, cause this is gonna be a long story and I'm not gonna refer to you as a 'young soldier' whilst I narrate it." Maximilian began

"My name is John Galiger, and before you ask I'm the nephew of that Galiger" replied John

"… That's a twist even I didn't expect." replied Nathaniel with a dry laugh.

"Alright John, to put a very long and complicated story into about a short paragraph, the conflict between the 'Martians' and 'Earthers' started when Mars was first colonized. The Earth-centered multi-quadrillion companies that setup the first colonies, they did not treat their workers, scientists, and later residents with the respect and honor due to both their hardship and sacrifice. Hence, why they truly hate anything even Earth-related." Maximilian finished and his glass was bone dry at this point, and he poured himself another.

"That makes sense, but to ask a more specific question. Why does the Martian government hate you, Maximilian?" replied John in a questioned yet fear ridden tone.

"The Martians hate me specifically, because they see me as an outsider to both Mars and Earth, even though at one point I once led both worlds into a time of deep and unabridged prosperity both at home and abroad." replied Maximilian in a reflective and sorrowful tone.

"You were a former Secretary-General of the United Galactic Nations?!?" John said in a tone of that almost could have been classified as a yell.

"Yes, and a lot of Martians don't like that" replied Maximilian.

"Now, with that out of the way... Shall we prepare for a possible lunar strike." replied Nathaniel with a smile.

"Of course Nathaniel, however I think it would be interesting if John stayed. Don't you?" replied Maximilian.

"I fully agree, only if John is agreeable." replied Nathaniel.

"I would like to stay" replied John.

"So it shall be..." replied Maximilian

"The way the lunar bases are configured it would be best to strike from the southern spaceport and work our way through street by ---"

The intercom interrupted Nathaniel's exposition of a possible plan... "BATTLE STATIONS, ALL LEADERS REPORT TO THE BRIDGE!!!"

"Well then... the enemy has come to us." remarked Nathaniel.

"So they have... John go down the hall and two the left, you'll see a keypad the code is 2148. Nathaniel and I will get gear on and weapons and aid the soldiers outside" replied Maximilian.

John made his way down the hall and entered the code into the keypad. As the door opened he got a glimpse of the room he had began to open... it was Maximilian's private armory. Even though the gunshots and explosions shook and echoed throughout the station, John heard the word "Clear" and Maximilian appeared behind him.

"Grab whatever suits you kid, but not that" as Maximilian said that he pointed towards a small triangular object that hummed rhythmically. A pair of sunglasses formed in Maximilian's gloved palm and he put them on.

"I do think a pair of shades are gonna do any good against an armed threat..." started John as he looked at Maximilian while he was placing the triangular object to the center of his chest and tapped 3 times, once to activate it and twice to begin it's bootup protocols.

"First, these aren't normal sunglasses. Ally? Activate Crusader Protocol!---". As Maximilian spoke the entire station shook from an impact. John, slightly shaken due to the impact, looked as the armor took shape around Maximilian's slender yet muscular frame.

"Aren't exosuits like that illegal and who's Ally?" John spoke slightly startled by the combination of the current events.

"Technically they aren't illegal and Ally is my A.I. assistant" replied Maximillian as he placed his I-11 rifle on his back.

As they left the ship, Nathaniel had gotten all of the soldiers who were in the hangar bay together. Maximillian and John caught up to them and they made their way through the halls with relatively little resistance. They approached the command deck and found all of the leaders were now accounted for including themselves as the head count was made the Martian Commander was thrown into a fit of rage.

"Are YOU! wearing a Earther's armor boy!" yelled the Martian Commander towards the young soldier.

"Sir, Mr. Wayne and Capitan Nathaniel provided gear and weapons so we could make are way here with minimal casualties." replied the young soldier in a frightened tone.

"At my side boy! No more fraternizing with the enemy!" yelled the Martian Commander. The young soldier, John, walked calmly over to his commander but before taking his place, he gave Maximilian a helpless look to which Maximilian replied with a wink and a smile.

Samuel stepped forward into the midst of the crowd and began to speak in a solemn, "The attack was repelled, I suggest we strike the moon now... while we still have the means to do so."

"I agree with President Morrison. Now that we've cleared the station of the invaders, I recommend everyone get to their respective ships. However, I suggest that the young Martian soldier and President Morrison ride with me for their protection and mental wellbeing." replied Maximilian. Samuel genuinely smiled at the offer and accepted immediately, then the gaze of the soldiers and leaders turned towards the young soldier.

The Martian Commander bent down and whispered in his ear, "Do not accept his invitation, I can and will have you court martialed and sent to prison". The young soldier turned a blind eye to what his superior officer spoke and walked to his side and then began, "Commander, I feel that it is in the best interest of both Mars and Earth that we stand united not divided, and with that I accept Mr. Wayne's offer." The Martian Commander stormed out of the room and went to his flagship and Maximillian and the others did the same.

Samuel, Maximillian, John, Nathaniel, and some Republic of Texas soldiers boarded Maximillian's ship and the four men went directly to the bridge. "I have got to say... I'm quite impressed with your ship Mr. Wayne" replied Samuel.

Maximillian walked onto the bridge and spoke, "Thank you, Mr. Secretary-General...". When Maximillian spoke he imputed the flight plan, Samuel turned towards him "I'm not duly elected"

Maximillian swiveled in his chair smiled and spoke, "you may not be elected, but you are qualified and that is really what is necessary to be a leader."

Samuel smiled "Thank you, Mr. Wayne. How long until the moon?"

"Only accouple of minutes. We should get ready for touchdown, this is going to get messy and loud" replied Maximillian.

The Soldiers got ready and the ships landed inside the previously secured hangars. They discovered a firefight happening at the heart of the main dome. They made it there... and a battle like no other ensued.

"We've almost got'em" roared Commander Bradwick firing his weapon killing countless members of the Kera'Menage. However the tide of the battle turned as Al’jueran made it onto the battlefield, they began to lose. Maximillian, Nathaniel, and John fought back to back and were in direct combat with Al’jueran and his most powerful men. Maximillian spoke "No man rules forever Al’jueran, not even gods"

"You'd be surprised at how long you can rule with a weapon at your side. So you will now learn what happens when you stand against fate!" yelled Al’jueran as he shot Maximillian twice in the chest, Maximillian fell to the ground. The young soldier rushed to Maximillian's side, unaware to the effects happening around him, Nathaniel began to follow suit but noticed that time had almost stopped as bullets were frozen in air.

Maximillian looked up at the stars above the dome and a deep and rich masculine voice began to speak to him, "You are not going to die this day, for when you die there will be a chorus of angels who will bear you to the next life." As fast as the voice was there it was gone, Maximillian's wounds began to glow a golden hue and he stumbled his way back to standing again... but it was too late. John, thinking Maximillian had just given his life to save Earth and Mars, charged Al’jueran and shot him. As Al’jueran fell he was able to shoot John twice, once in the chest and the second in his shoulder. John cried out in pain as he fell, Maximillian ran to his side and held his torso up, Maximillian spoke "We'll get you to the medical bay, you just won the battle, you gave them victory", Maximillian began to shed tears, "Don't you die on me yet, there's so much of this world I wanted to show you". The young soldier looked at Maximillian with eyes filled with both sadness and wonder and began to speak, "What is going to happen to me, when I die.."

Maximillian smiled and spoke softly, "You'll be carried to a much better place, and you will be in eternal peace". When he finished, John smiled and died in his arms. Maximillian rose and bore the body of the young soldier back to the makeshift medical bay raised up during the firefight. John was declared dead, and the United Galactic Nations was once more unified and at peace with its self.

Epilogue
They bared the coffin of the young soldier into the chapel's hollow semicircular hall, they adorned his casket with both the flag of the MMCR and the Flag of the UGN. The main funeral service was a small and private affair, with a small group of special guests being invited due to their direct contact with the young soldier. The coffin bore a plaque that Maximillian had wanted to be placed it read:"Born on the cradle of humanity, served at the side of its red dusted enemy, never forsook his trait of empathy, now lies down with those heroes of antiquity, his death was a lesson to those of us who bore witness that there is no greater power than the wisdom of humanity.""Here Lies John M. Galiger, The Young Soldier, May His Sacrifice Be Honored For Eternity"After the plaque was read, they held a moment of silence for his noble sacrifice. Many, including his family, left out of grief and despair, Maximillian and Vanessa, his beloved, stayed as he recounted the story of the young soldier to the remainder of the gathered. They were the last two to leave, Vanessa spoke softly as she held her gaze at the innately carved casket, "He was so young, yet he gave his life to a noble and righteous cause", Maximillian turned stared into her hazel-blue eyes, "I know, my love. I held him as he drew his final breath. He should not have been the one to die that day, but I'm afraid even fate could not stall his death." Maximillian began to continue but Vanessa interupted, "Yet, the universe itself beckoned you back from the brink of death once again... And we still don't know why." Maximillian and Vanessa turned their gaze from each other to the flag covered casket and then towards the door. Maximillian spoke as they walked towards the door, "Yet, my love, his death has inspired unity and peace. Now I would say for such a destructive force of nature, we've a fairly good outcome", Maximillian chuckled as they walked out of the church, Vanessa intertwined her hand with his, and spoke "Shall we stay in New London for awhile? Just in case Earth or Mars has need of us", "Honestly dear, That is not a bad idea." replied Maximillian as the two of them bore witness to the chapel doors closing.

The Martian Military Congressional Republic rejoined the UGN because of the inspiration of the young soldier's death. The UGN held a state funeral and proclaimed the young soldier's tomb to be a monument to the actions and bravery that occurred on the moon and throughout the whole Sol System.

The End.