There were only 4 people in the dimly-lit room. A brown-skinned man sat at the end of the table, a fat white-haired man at the the side, a red-haired woman sat on the other side and a brown-skinned woman sat the other end.
The white-haired man spoke first. "So are we going to discuss what to do, are we just going to discuss what we came here to discuss, or are we just going to sit here?" annoyance was evident in his tone.
The red-haired woman decided to start. "We're only dealing with something that could completely upset our plans, and make everything we've worked for all for nothing, again.
The brown-skinned woman sighed. "If that is the case, at least we'll be alive this time.
The brown-skinned man decided enough was enough. "While the aliens are busy dividing themselves about wherever or not they'll go ahead with the colonization of the Earth, we can at least start to get rid of the threats facing us!"
"The brown-skinned woman spoke. "And we can begin, by getting rid of a boy known as Gibson Praise."
Author's note: Sorry for the short prologue, but it felt necessary to include. I promise the story will get better from here