Gazing out the compartment window of the desert hovercraft, James thought, "This planet is just one massive dust ball."James Talis was Marshal, Second Rank in the Global United Federation or GUF for short. His latest mission had been to discover the whereabouts of the desert bandits on planet Terak in the Pluto Ring. The bandits were razing villages, robbing citizens, and destroying this developing intergalactic planet. James was en route to Hezon, capital city of Terak and GUF's planetary headquarters. In his possession was the exact location of the desert bandits but also Intel that suggested possible ties to the GUF. Wearily, James pushed his medium brown hair from his steel blue eyes. James was relieved to be heading back to HQ's, mission accomplished, for a much needed rest.
Suddenly, a bright flash outside the window caught his attention. There was a low rumble, almost like thunder and James felt something strike the aft of the transport. He stumbled and caught himself on his bunk. James looked once again out the window as a couple dozen two-man bandit speeders rapidly approached the slowing transport. He surmised the engines had been hit. James rummaged through his belongings for a Blue Tablet computer. With quick, hurried motions, he sent an SOS message to HQ. Grabbing his weapon, he ran into the hallway and towards the bridge. He could hear fighting up ahead. The bandits had stormed the transport but the crew was putting up a fight. Cautiously, James moved towards them in frustration. The dim-witted bandits were going to rob and destroy again. James had no further time for thought because two men stalked around the corner carrying rifles. James bolted through the command bridge. He could hear the sound of his pursuers behind him. Jumping a low wall, James exploded through a door labeled Cargo Bay. With a final burst of speed, James sprinted around one of the large cargo boxes and crouched. He was just in time. A moment later, two bandits ran into the Cargo Bay with rifles raised. Holding his breath, James waited. He heard one of the men say, "We were instructed not to leave until we locate and eliminate him. Let's split up." In that moment, James realized that the bandits weren't after the cargo or the transport, they were after him! There was a muffled sound and James listened as the sound of boots came closer, and closer. Eying his pursuer, James leapt forward and landed a solid punch to the man's face, dropping him. As the man fell backwards, James carefully grabbed the front of his vest, and taking great heed not to make any sound, laid him gently on the ground. James hurried towards the Cargo door, but stopped as he realized that by this time the transport was probably swarming with bandits. Taking a brief look around, James headed towards an escape ladder bolted to the side of the wall.
