Howdy folks! There's nothing exceptionally new here, just a few errors that I found whilst re-reading. I should be updating with a new chapter soon, so stay tuned!

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Xinia

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Prologue

What they had calculated had effectively come to pass, but the Elementals were only beginning to unravel their plan. And it was for the progress of this mission that Aerion, the Wind Elemental, now stood in front of the high officials. The majestic hall was brimming with Elementals, some seated high in balconies, and others, sitting facing the council.

The hall was richly furnished, and behind the five high officials stood a gleaming silver statue of Plato, the Greek philosopher from ancient times. The five high officials, Elementals of Air, Fire, Water, Earth and Quintessence, their leader, called for silence from the audience.

Aerion bowed to the authority and spoke in her usual, proud manner;

"My lords and ladies, what we had so dearly hoped for the past thirty years has come to pass at last." At these words, a murmur erupted from the hall, and Pollux, the Quintessence Elemental raised his hands to silence them,

"Aerion, that is indeed great news," he said, smiling, "Now we can move into the next phase of the plan," Aerion smiled and bowed once more,

"My lord, there is but only one problem," Pollux raised an eyebrow in response;

"The new Lord Marshall is an unwilling leader, I do not –"

"The more unwilling he is, the easier it becomes for us. Do not fear, Aerion, you have done well. I understand that you have made arrangements for the next phase already,"

"Yes, my liege. I have contacted the galaxy's most impressive mercenaries and assassins. They will arrive soon,"

"Good," Pollux smiled once more, the sunlight reflecting from his glowing robes, "You have our good will and permission to proceed."

Aerion bowed one last time as the meeting was called to an end. At that moment, four of the galaxy's most dangerous individuals were making their way to their designated coordinates.

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Beep. Ah shit. Beep. No! Go away. Beep. Fuck! Beep.

Venera's eyes shot open and she slammed her alarm into silence. She groaned as she tried to get back to sleep, but now that she was awake she couldn't block out the incessant noise of the ship. She slowly dragged herself out of bed as the door flew open, flooding the small room with light.

"Captain Smith, ladies and gents," a smooth voice commented with a hint of amusement. He stood observing his captain, shaking her cropped hair that stood at odd ends,

"Get out, Jerome," she replied to his stare, without looking at him. He turned to go and Venera whispered;

"How close?"

"We're here," he replied, shutting the door behind him.

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In her home planet of Aquila Major, Holly Kent was readying to launch her booster into space. The coordinates hung in front of her, scribbled on a piece of paper. Her slanting eyes, a legacy of her Asian heritage, were sparkling with enthusiasm and excitement. Her mother stood at the side of the launch pad, and waved merrily towards her daughter as she hit the ignition and sped off into the heavens.

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Ishmael Hassan had always been taught to be early to every appointment by his father who had been the Head Captain of the Helion Prime air force thirty years ago. This military upbringing was the reason that he found himself the first one to arrive at their destination.

The giant cruiser hovered in space, about half a day's trip from the nearest planet, Lupus Five. His skiff had been reeled in as soon as he entered within half a kilometre of the ship's range. Inside, he looked around the vast hall, his footsteps echoing in the metal surroundings, and there, at the very end of the hall behind a long table, sat a pale white figure, obviously waiting for his arrival.

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End of Prologue. Tell me what you thought about it - where does it need tweaking? Where do things work?

Ciao!