A/N: Hello everyone, yes, I am starting a new story, this time focused on Rimworld! It is based on the first file I ever did. (Though that was a while ago, so in some cases I'll have to really abuse my long-term memory). The only mod I used for the game was prepare carefully. And for those of you who read some of my other works, you'll probably recognize the first three colonists immediately. Happy reading!

Also, this file was played on Beta18, so it might seem a little dated.

Disclaimer: I do not own Rimworld

The hum of the starship engines reverberated around the darkness of space, even more so since they were soaring through the galaxy at speeds unheard of. There were eight joint captains of this expedition, three of them were standing at the bridge overseeing the large transport progress to their destination.

Cadmus crossed his arms, standing in the center, "Are we gonna be there soon?" He asked.

"It shouldn't be long, less than an hour, I predict." The analytical deep tone of his associate said, as he turned and looked at Genevieve. "One thing this class of transport is known for is the quality and output of its engines."

"I agree, you've seemed a little antsy ever since we started this venture, if you don't mind me saying." Phoebe, his second cohort, smiled.

Cadmus rolled his eyes and ignored her, facing ahead. Together, the three of them looked like an impressive group. Cadmus was known for his punk, edgy (some would claim overly) style. He had very dark brown eyes, wild black spiky hair, black jeans and boots, and a black leather jacket, with yet another black trench coat over it, although the second coat was hardly fastened and it did little more than flap in the wind most of the time.

The ally to his right, Phoebe, was as beautiful as she was dangerous. She had silver hair that went down her black, glowing red eyes that looked constantly bored, as well as a black choker around her neck. Her outer jacket was brown, mostly covering her white blouse, and her skirt was green, with brown combat boots.

Then there was his the woman to his left, Genevieve. Her long blonde hair reached her thighs, and her green eyes were light, yet piercing. Her lips and nails were black, and she wore a white mini-dress, black tights, and black heels.

"It's gotta be great, doesn't it, boss!" Cadmus heard a scream from behind him.

"Hmm?" He looked behind him. It was one of their engineers, who was positively gushing about something.

"Why, being surrounded by two babes, of course!" He held his hands out, "Two French babes at that…mmm…Genevieve Desrosiers…and Phoebe Monet…holy crap…you must be the luckiest man alive!"

Cadmus looked from Genevieve to Phoebe, both of which looked irritated at this point. He gently brushed past them, slowly heading towards the engineer.

"I mean, look at their racks! They must have been supermodels before they had this job! Jeez! They're looking fine as hell, you must get back in one of the captain's quarters and—"

Cadmus reached out and grabbed him by the neck, hoisting him up in the air. The engineer choked as Cadmus lifted him, "Hey! Hey, boss…w-what are ya doing?"

"Apologize for all the gross things you said, now." Cadmus ordered.

"What…by I mean…come on…they're freaking hot…"

"Sorry, what was that?" He squeezed tighter, "Air is quite a precious resource…you forget about how important it is until…well…you know…"

Cadmus's voice sounded scratchy and gravelly. To that end it wasn't the most eloquent speaking voice. But in cases like these, it made him an even fiercer enemy, as no one liked to be challenged by and angry Cadmus, simply due to the fact that his voice sounded so temperamental. And when he laughed, like he was right at this moment, it sounded like some sort of deranged jackal.

"Alright, alright, I'm sorry boss! Won't happen again, I swear!"

Cadmus dropped him to the ground, "Back to your station, and stay out of my sight." When the engineer hastily nodded and scampered off, Cadmus gave an annoyed sigh, "I'll be in my quarters."

The captain's quarters weren't anything too lavish, but, they were nice enough. Honestly, Cadmus was still fuming from the call he got from his sister. Like most other calls, they were psychite induced rants about how she had to 'get out' and move. It was a different place every time. Sometimes a Glitterworld, or an Urbworld. Wherever it was, he never understood. Whatever gene she got for constant travelling seemed to have missed Cadmus.

Not that their parental situation was anything that would pass as normal.

He looked around his room. It wasn't bad. There was a bed and an instant messaging panel nearby it. He quickly looked through any new messages, looking more and more disappointed as he kept reading.

"You know, you're quite chivalrous when people least expect it." He heard the smooth, deep, silky voice of Phoebe at his doorway.

He looked behind his shoulder, "Pfft…that? That shit out there was supposed to be chivalry?" He shook his head, "It's freaking fifty-five hundred. I thought pigs like that died out thousands of years ago."

Phoebe crossed her arms, leaning against the doorway, "Nevertheless, you have our thanks. Genevieve and I."

"I'll keep that in mind." He said, "Freaking men can just be disappointing sometimes…"

"You've seemed to be in a rotten mood ever since we've started this mission."

His shoulders sunk, "Cause my sister's nuts, that's all."

Her smile faded, "I didn't even know you had a sister."

He blinked, "We haven't met until this mission…none of us have." He said, "We were all the eight best picked captains from different regions of space…all united for one common mission." He said, "What, do people just blab all their innermost secrets to you that quickly?"

"When you're as silent and receptive as I am they typically do."

He rolled his eyes, "Anastasia…her name is Anastasia…and we're…complete opposites. I just have no idea what she's doing…and I'm too busy out in space cutting off people's heads to do anything about it."

"I see." She said, "I'm sorry to hear that."

"It's not just that either…it's my…it's my girlfriend…" He said, "Elspeth. She says if I blow her off on one of our dates one more time, then we're done…"

"You've blown her off before?"

"Yeah…but it's because I had work…out here, in space. Can't really…fit a date in during any of that…so…yeah…I'm just hoping we can finish this peaceful delivery mission or whatever it is as quickly as possible."

"It's a relief effort." Phoebe said, "So perhaps it would be wise to keep you on the bridge."

"Hey." He rolled his eyes, "Be nice."

She snickered to herself as the pair headed back outside to the bridge, Genevieve was still keeping watch.

"Anything going on?" Cadmus asked.

Genevieve shook her head, "There seems to be a bit of a…disturbance…but…we should be fine…"

"Disturbance?"

"An asteroid field." Phoebe said, "Doesn't seem to be a natural one, either."

"Tch…" Cadmus said, "Whose idea was it to fly into it?"

"You heard her, it isn't a natural formation." Genevieve said, "I'm sure we'll sustain negligible damage to the hull. It won't be a problem."

He crossed his arms and nodded, then his eyes widened as he heard the trumpeting of an elephant. His turned around and his jaw dropped, "What the hell? Since when do we have a freaking elephant on this thing?"

Genevieve giggled, running over to the elephant and hugging it, "It's of cultural significance to our destination. They see elephants as a sign of nobility, a sign of strength."

He blinked, "How many other animals do we have on this ship?"

"Lots, I'm sure." Genevieve said, then she smiled and kissed the elephant's trunk, "You are just the cutest, aren't you? Aren't you?" She asked, the elephant nuzzling her in return.

Cadmus and Phoebe exchanged a glance. Genevieve had to have had the deepest feminine voice in the history of mankind. To hear it go up a few octaves was interesting to say the least. She must have been fonder of animals than either of them were aware of.

A horrendous, loud siren began to pulsate throughout the ship. As a sudden shaking began to follow, "Hey! What the hell?" Cadmus, as everyone else, lost their footing. His head whipped over to the two ladies, "I think more than just the hull got fucked up!"

"You're right, sir." One of the engineers said, "One of the asteroids hit our engines, another penetrated our shield generator! We're all going down!"

"What?!" Cadmus frantically looked around, then he more or less shoved Genevieve and Phoebe forward, "Go! Go! To the escape pods! We gotta hurry!"

The shaking only got worse as they continued through the dim halls of the cruiser. Open fires began to start all over the place, as the three of them crammed themselves into what escape pods were available, and hastily head for whatever planet was nearby.

Three relatively tiny escape pods pounded the grassy field, popping open almost immediately as they landed.

Cadmus lurched up first, gasping as though he had been underwater for an intense period of time, "No…no…" He looked around, "No, no, no…where am I. Where am I? Where the hell am I?" He growled to the sky.

The other two pods opened, revealing Genevieve and Phoebe, as well as a large amount of rations, and the elephant that was cuddling with Genevieve earlier. At this point, Cadmus was screaming mutant swears at the sky for nearly a full minute now. Genevieve reached a hand out, in an attempt to reassure him, but her eyes shrunk, she started vomited all over the ground. It looked quite painful given the amount of screaming she was doing do. She fell to her knees and hugged herself. The elephant, concerned, rushed over to Genevieve's side, resting her trunk on Genevieve's shoulder, almost as if to console her.

Cadmus whirled around, like a maddened beast, "We need to get back." He hissed, "As soon as possible."

Phoebe swallowed hard, obviously she didn't have the heart to tell Cadmus their dismal situation.

"Come on…let's get to work…" Cadmus said, digging through the junk of steel scraps, "We need to rebuild…rebuild something…" He grabbed a few tubes, gears, and wires, "Even if it's a crap box, we gotta leave! Now!"

"Cadmus…" Genevieve said, as she found her voice, "Even though I am the dignified scientist of the cruiser…I cannot just construct a ship out of thin air."

"Were…the dignified…scientist." Phoebe said. When Cadmus and Genevieve looked at her, her bored, stoic expression looked all the more horrifying, "Well, we shouldn't beat around the bush, should we?" She asked, "No one else made it alive out of that. The ship was deteriorating too rapidly. We are most likely the only survivors." She looked around, "Everyone else perished. We were the only ones to get to the escape pods."

"But…there were…were eight captains…" Cadmus said, falling to his knees, "And who the hell knows how many more crew members…" He started shaking, punching the ground over and over again, "Well, we need to get back, right this second! We need to get back!"

"Cadmus…" Genevieve's expression saddened, she looked around. "The only thing we can do now…is…is survive…that's our only choice. It's too remote out here, no one's going to come looking for us."

Cadmus sniffed, "But…but Elspeth…will…" He brushed tears away hastily, though more came, "No!" He pulled at the grass.

Phoebe's eyes slid to Genevieve, "What should we do first?"

"Arm ourselves." Genevieve crossed her arms, "This planet seems to give hospitable temperature, and oxygen…which is good…but…there's no telling what sorts of threats are out there." She started looking through their supplies, "So every little bit will help."

Phoebe took a quite survey around the area, "It's a forest." She summarized, "A familiar biome, at least. This may prove fortunate for us."

Genevieve nodded, her eyes widened and she put a hand over her mouth, taking a few steps to the side to throw up again.

Phoebe picked up the biggest weapon she could find, cocking it and inspecting it as well, "The bolt-action rifle." She said, "I shall take this weapon." She looked from Genevieve to Cadmus, (the latter of which was still crying on the ground), "I do not mean any offense, but I believe it will be the most useful in my hands. I am a proficient marksmen."

Genevieve nodded, "Fair enough." She kept looking around, "Is that the only weapon?" She wondered to herself.

"Cadmus…" Phoebe got to his level and gently put a hand on his shoulder, "Hey." She said, as the two of them shared eye contact, "Do you want me to help you find a weapon?"

Cadmus sniffed, "I have my axe…its…its fine…it never leaves my side. I'll be protected, don't worry…"

"That leaves me with this revolver." Genevieve said, picking up the handgun, "But beggars can't be choosers."

Cadmus stood up, turning towards the elephant, who was nonchalantly munching on some grass, "How the hell did that thing even fit in the escape pod?"

"Well, it was a tight squeeze…but…I'm beginning to think it's fate." Genevieve said, smiling and hugging the elephant, "Isn't that right, missy, isn't that right? Aw, look at you!" She squeezed her tighter. The elephant gave a happy trumpet in return.

Cadmus gave a weak smile, "She have a name?"

"Yes." Genevieve smiled and faced the others, "Her name is Lady."

Cadmus and Phoebe smiled, the three of them all looking at each other with a newfound sense of blind optimism. Like an elephant's prim and proper name was their salvation.

"So what next?" Cadmus asked, giving another fruitful attempt to dry his tears.

"We need a shelter, something for us all to sleep. It would be drastically better to sleep indoors than…just on the ground outside. Considering we have food." She looked at all the packaged survival meals on the ground.

Cadmus nodded, "And we can't leave all this shit out here, we'll build a storeroom, or a shed too."

The girls nodded, "A sound idea." Phoebe said.

Cadmus started looking for an ideal place, "Alright, let's go. We knocked down a lot of trees when we crashed, that'll be our bedroom."

Genevieve and Phoebe exchanged a glance when Cadmus said 'we,' though they all started building nonetheless.

It became increasingly obvious that Cadmus knew what was what when it came to constructing a room. Using the small amount of tools provided to him from the escape pod, he was building wall after wall in no time at all. The other two were struggling.

Cadmus paused when he saw a wooden lump of, something. "The hell is this?" He asked.

"A door." Genevieve blinked at him.

"Yeah…I don't think so…try helping Phoebe with one of those walls, I'll make the door."

Genevieve nodded, taking a small piece of lumber and stabbing it into the ground, securing it nicely, and then looking around, as if sticking a piece of wood in the ground had some sort of great importance.

"What the hell is that?" Cadmus asked.

Genevieve smiled, "You'll find out, in due time."

"Right." He said, looking back towards the room. The frame of the walls seemed to be built, he would have to build a roof next. And maybe a floor, but, they were running low on wood. In order to get more, they would have to all cut down some of the trees. At least they were in a forest.

"Oh, and Cadmus?" Genevieve asked.

"Yeah?"

"Could I trouble you to make me a nice desk?" Genevieve asked, "I promise that if you do, it may speed up our efforts to get off this planet."

Cadmus nodded, "Got it. Once nice desk, coming up."

Morning had long since faded by the time they were all done with their construction projects. And afternoon had half-burned away too.

"Alright…" Cadmus brushed beads of sweat off his forehead, "Our bedroom is done, and I built two storerooms. Got roofs over 'em too." He said, "I'd…build floors…but…we're out of wood. Or…out of free wood, at least." He said, "In order to get any more, we'll have to cut down some of these trees."

"Excellent." Genevieve smiled and crossed her arms, "Now we have all our supplies inside, and I have a nice place to do my preliminary research." She said.

"Yup, supplies are safe." Cadmus said, "Shit…won't the food spoil?"

Genevieve shook her head, "The patent for packaged survival meals came out hundreds of years ago. Guaranteed to never go bad. That's why they're packaged in a yellow seal. It's their emblem." She said, "But…it's still obviously a better idea to keep them inside, so…the wildlife can't get to them."

A piercing shriek was heard from about half a mile away. The trio all got their weapons out, "What the hell was that?" Cadmus asked.

"There's no telling." Genevieve said, "Though I doubt a noise like that bodes friendly intentions."

Cadmus nodded, "Sounded like a war cry." He said, "Let's investigate…"

The three of them snuck slowly through the forest, leaving their encampment behind for the time being. Cadmus brandished his large pitch-black axe. "Phoebe." He whispered, "Pick a tree over there and hide."

"Hmm?" Phoebe asked.

"You're long-range. And we're probably going to come across the enemy soon. Hide now."

She nodded, hiding behind a tree, Genevieve and Cadmus continued on.

"You're short-range…so…stay back a little, but only a little. Phoebe will be our surprise attack from the trees."

Genevieve nodded, "Be careful, you don't know what you're up against."

Cadmus gave a bloodthirsty grin, "I'm armored to the teeth. They won't know what hit 'em."

Their assailant was seen soon enough. She was wearing an animal skin top combined with skintight black pants. Her hair was a black scorpion braid, and her face was overall antagonistic. "Die!" She reared her club back.

Cadmus jumped back, "Genevieve! Fire now!"

Genevieve cocked her handgun, firing away, most of the shots however, went awry.

Cadmus held an arm up, he was wearing such heavy clothing that the blows from the raider's club were hardly doing anything. He had just hoped that one of Genevieve's shots would hit by now.

A wild shot from another direction hit the raider, piercing her shoulder. She screamed in pain as her stance weakened considerably.

Cadmus gave a wicked smirk, Phoebe had come through for him after all. He gave his trademarked jackals laugh, slashing through her body with his axe while she was vulnerable, until she fell to the ground in a large pool of blood.

Genevieve called for Phoebe that it was alright to come out, then she and Cadmus looked at the fallen warrior, "I'm surprised there was only one attacker."

"She dead?" Cadmus asked, "She's gotta be dead."

Genevieve bent down, feeling for a pulse, "She's alive."

Phoebe looked perplexed, "What should we do with her?"

Cadmus shrugged, "Finish her off?"

The girls looked at him like he was crazy, "Jeez…alright…" He said, "Maybe we can find some use for her."

"Please don't say 'eat her'." Genevieve covered her eyes.

"I wasn't." He said, "I was thinking…slave prisoner or something…"

"I agree." Phoebe smiled, "At least somewhat." She said, "We could give her a room, then give her the opportunity to help us. Maybe the four of us could escape together."

"Are you serious?" Cadmus snapped, "She attacked us, and your solution is to just, forgive her so easily? I say we just put her out of her misery."

"I agree with Phoebe." Genevieve said, "Four workers are better than three." She said, kneeling down, "We don't have time to argue. She's losing too much blood." She said, "Phoebe, there was medicine in the pods when we crashed." She explained quickly, "I want you to fetch some of it to me as quickly as possible. I'll doctor her out here." She said, "Cadmus." She looked at Cadmus, "I want you to build a room for her. We'll have to put her in restraints…because if we don't, she'll attack us again."

"Shit, really?" Cadmus asked, "Alright, I'll convert one of the storerooms into a prison cell…then I'll move all the extra stuff over."

"I'll be back with the medicine as quickly as possible." Phoebe ran off.

Genevieve gave a nod, crossing her arms, "Fortunately for you all, I am quite the accomplished neuroscientist. You'll likely never meet a more accomplished individual in the medical field."

The horseshoe made a rather satisfying clank as it smashed into the pin and twirled around. A direct hit. Phoebe's fifth in a row.

She heard footsteps, turning towards them, "How's the prisoner?"

"Still asleep." Cadmus said, watching her play, "I have a bad feeling about all this. Getting her to help is out is gonna be nearly impossible. I'll probably just get into a yelling match with her, and Genevieve likes her notes and animals way better than people. It's all you."

Phoebe nodded, "I shall take that responsibility, then."

He nodded, watching the sun slowly set on their first hectic day here. He had to admit, hearing Lady triumphantly trumpet off every once and a while sounded nice. Even though he had only known the elephant for a day or two at best, it was nice to have some sort of primal company. The bond Lady and Genevieve shared was admirable, if it made Genevieve happier during her research, then so be it.

Phoebe gave a small playful smile, "Did you want to play with me?"

Cadmus shrugged, "So that's what Genevieve built. A horseshoes pin." He stood at Phoebe's side and picked one up, "I guess it's nice to distract the monotony once and a while." He said, "Still, I kinda hate this game."

"Oh, do you?" Her smile grew, "It's all in the aim."

"Well, that's the thing, I'm a shit shot." He said, "Besides, I prefer letting my axe solve my problems. I was never good at any of that long-ranged crap…it's so much easier just to hack and slash."

"Ah, I see. We're opposites in that regard."

"I mean, you were a pretty good shot." He said, sighing as the sun finally began to set, "Well…I guess Elspeth and I are through…"

Her expression went to one of rue, "Were you two…heavily involved?"

He nodded, "She lived in my damn apartment."

"Aw…I'm so sorry…" She squeezed his shoulder.

He looked down, "Phoebe…are we gonna survive this? Like…seriously…are we?"

Phoebe paused, "I think there's a very good chance, we just need to make sure Genevieve's doing the best she can with her research. It's our main priority."

He nodded, "My sister's probably worried sick…" He said, "And…and now Elspeth and I are done…"

"What was your relationship with her like?"

He shook his head, "It wasn't easy. She was…jealous…very jealous…and…sort of…out there…but…damn it…I loved her…"

"Perhaps I can fill the void in your heart."

"Huh…?"

He turned to face her, but she answered him with a searing kiss. She didn't even bother being polite about it either, her tongue dove straight into his mouth, and her body wrapped around his. Her soft, curvaceous body.

Cadmus backed away, panting, "Phoebe!"

Phoebe smiled, "Having a spiritual connection might enable a lengthier survival."

"A…a…spiritual connection…" He swallowed hard.

"Yes." She said, "I think you and I have a connection. Why don't we try it? It sounded like Elspeth really wore at your vitality, perhaps there are some things I can give you that she couldn't."

"Uh…I…I…"

"Like breasts, assuming where your gaze is."

"Go to hell! I wasn't looking there!"

"Come…" She stepped a little closer, kissing him again, "Let's try it…if we're going to die on this rock, we may as well…go out with a bang…"

A/N: I kid you not, after the tutorial, I got the 'new lovers' envelope for Cadmus and Phoebe. I feel like the chance of that happening is not very high. Also, I gave Cadmus an axe, because it's his trademarked weapon, and I was…to be honest, a little disappointed at the selection of melee weapons in the game, (though I'm sure there's a mod to add in axes somewhere in the vast Steam network). What did you think? Hope you enjoyed it! Until next time I'll be back with chapter two!