Pandora calling

Pandora calling

NOT MINE, just playing around with a plot bunny I found!


She stood upon the cliff, looking down on the waste the humans had laid to the world below,and was still shocked by the wreak of a once green planet. Looking around to take in another view of the ruined landscape, she remembered the stories of a green earth that her great-grand mother had once told her.
Turning to sit on the hood of a long since abandoned car, Dr. Jane Pandora fixed her gaze on the sky. On that green earth of times past, you could have seen stars in the very same sky. Now, you would be lucky to see the pulsing light of a low flying satellite through smog that turned the one blue sky brown and the air almost poisonous.
It was the year 2119 and every thing was going wrong on this
doomed planet.

Dr Pandora was the leader of a small group that believed nothing on this planet could save humanity. Her small group where looking to beyond, to the heavens that where no longer visible from the polluted earth.

The moon had already been destroyed, first mined for minerals already gone from the earths, and then once the supply ran out, converted into a garbage dump. The hopes of the moon holding a solution to earth problems was nonexistent. It did however hold a remarkable vantage point to observe the stars beyond.

Dr. Pandora's group had set up a powerful telescope on the dark side of the moon. A telescope powerful enough to detect movement on distant planets. A telescope powerful enough to detect life. It was off the base around the telescope that most of her group had worked on for the last 7 years, despite the radioactivity, looking for a planet to move humanity and give this one time to heal.

After 7 years, they had found only 1 habitable planet, and it wasn't even a planet, but a moon. The small group had named it after its founder, her, and then in turn, named the group after it. The moon, Pandora, was a prime candidate for inhabitation, apart from the fact that the air was probably unbreathable.

That was what had brought her to back from the moon to earth. Convincing people that Pandora was a good place to send their population was not easy. One failed meeting had found her sitting by her self on the hood of a car, pondering the problem of convincing people to sponsor the enterprise.


A week and 5 failed meetings later, and the Dr. had all but given up on convincing any one that an expedition to this far off moon would be "profitable for the company". All that the trillion dollar business tycoons cared about was increasing the "profit margins" of their "globally important" company. Didn't they realize that in a few years there would be no "globally important", that all the population could be dead?

She sighed in exasperation, drawing strange glances from the other occupants of the spaceport. Most of these people would be heading to Mars, now equally populated and almost as polluted as earth, with only a quick stop at the moon for refueling. Dr. Pandora turned to give her husband, Dr. Bill Augustine who was staying to keep trying to convince the mega corporations, a quick peck on the cheek before turning away. She then quickly left for her shuttle to the moon.


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