The next planet in which we will talk about is Zion, land of the Storm. It is mostly a simple, plain planet with a few metropolis cities and some patches of tropical rainforest. The people that live on this planet are mostly people that have come to the planet in search of work opportunities. However, the natives on this planet live mostly in the rain forest and jungle section of the world. They rarely make trips to the cities, depending only on themselves and their surroundings for the necessities of life.
It rains a lot on this planet, and acid rain has been known to occur occasionally. The sunset is beautiful and the stars always glisten at night with a extra special sparkle. It is a wonderful planet but holds many secrets.
The things that are most special about this planet are its natural resources. The planet is a natural provider of quathsnir. Quathsnir is a mineral type substance that is used to create steelanth. This substance is highly prized throughout the galaxy, and is sold for high prices. Many plants on the planted are dedicated to mining this quathsnir mineral, and for this reason, mining jobs are make up 80 of the jobs on the entire planet. Even now, on the surface of the planet there lives a peculiar family, housing a peculiar boy...whose father is the overseer of a certain central plant...

A large, fork like lift carried a group of engineers up into the main docking bay of the power plant. The platform already held some people - a young boy stood with his father anxiously waiting to get a glimpse of all the large mechanical devices. The boy shuffled on his feet resulting in a look from his father. The son smiled up at his father, and he turned away. Looking around, all the boy could see were large power plants generating electricity to help mine the precious minerals on the planet. The plants were of weird alien type shape to the boy, for he had never seen them before. This happened to be the first time the boy's father had taken him to his working place. He had always asked his father to, but had been politely refused every time. However, his father had agreed this time, for reasons that the boy didn't know.
"Son," the boy's father was talking to him. "I need to go for a minute, Joxe needs me for a conversion."
"What should I do, Father?" The boy asked his dad intently.
The boy's father bent down patiently to his son, so that he could be eye level with him. "Just stay here." He pointed a single finger at his son to emphasize his words. "Do not go any where else, do you understand?"
The boy smiled at his father and nodded his head. His father smiled back and gently ruffled his hair with his hand.
The young child watched as his father walked away toward one of his workers. As the boy turned around, he had a sudden urge to cough. The air smelled funny to the young kid because of gases that had been fused together and were now being circulated into the air. Workers were already used to it and it had no effect on them. They continued to work, oblivious. However, the boy wasn't so accustomed. He wondered as he coughed. Looking around the noisy machine yard, he could feel that he was new here. He could feel in his very being that he had never been here before, yet...here, he felt at home.

The young boy sat cross-legged in silence for a while as the workers rushed around him to their respective jobs. They didn't even seem to realize he was there. The boy guessed it was a good thing...after all, he didn't want to distract them from their work. He reached to the ground and lifted a small stone off of the floor of the platform. It was smooth and cold; he folded his tiny fingers around the stone. For some reason, the rock felt reassuring to him. This place was certainly weird. First, he feels at home at an electrical plant, and now he was being reassured by a rock! The boy sighed and contented himself with holding the rock and watching the workers. In silence, he waited for his father to come back.

Hillan Koral talked briefly with Joxe, his right hand man. There was going to be an immediate conversion in Sector 8 of fuels and electricity. The resulting product would then be sent to the mining corporation concerning the quathsnir mining of this area. As overseer of the plant, he would have to be present at the conversion process.
"Why have I learned of this just now?" Koral asked Joxe fairly angrily. "I should've been prepped of this weeks in advance!"
"Sir, it's like I said: We just got a call from Gorde Corp, asking for more mining substance. They're filling a special order for the military involving the quathsnir mineral, and they need the substance today." Joxe answered him. He was a thin man, but surprisingly strong for his size. He had black, short cropped hair, and a pale face with a pinched expression making him always look worried. His face was currently pinched more than normal.
Hillard clamed himself slightly with quick sigh. He looked toward his right hand man, and lowered his voice again angrily. "What am I going to do with my son? Hmm?" He asked expectedly, indicating out a window in the building he was in. "I brought him with me today because I was expecting to have a short day. Now, I have to tell him that our day together has to be cut short because of an ill timed, ill planned conversion operation?"
Joxe looked startled, and took a step back with his hands raised in a surrendering posture. "Hey, I didn't make the rules, and I didn't make the call! Don't yell at me for something the Gorde Corporation did."
Koral made a passing gesture. "Alright, Alright. Let's just get this over with, so I can have some time with my only son." He bent down to a console with flashing buttons, and pressed the intercom. "All units report to sector eight for immediate conversion of fuels, code 8 5 Star 1."

The silent boy looked up startled, as his father's voice boomed out of ever speaker in the area, telling all units to report somewhere to do something that he didn't understand. He stood up and hesitated with the idea of going and looking for his father, and asking him what to do now. His father had told him to stay there. But...things had changed. He walked off toward where the crowd of workers was heading. They must be going toward his father...

"I'm going out to look for my son." Koral told Joxe after they had started the fusion proccess.
"Sir, that's against protocol and you know it." Joxe argued even though he knew it would do no good.
Koral whipped around toward Joxe. "I am going to look for my son because when protocol was written for this plant, people weren't thinking about the overseer bringing his son on what happened to be the same day where some idiot at a mining corp. made a call asking for mining substance on a 'special order.'" Koral turned in a huff and walked out of the doorway to his overseeing office. Taking the elevator down to the loading platform where he had left his son. Hillard exited the elevator, and turned around a corner...he stopped abruptly. The platform was deserted and empty. His son was nowhere to be found. Hillard thought furiously, while panicking. If his child wasn't here, then he must've gone with the worker to...sector 8. He didn't have a protection suit. Hillard stopped thinking and ran frantically back to the elevator.

The boy stepped out onto the platform area for sector 8 along with all the other workers, he traveled around what seemed to be numberless corridors and cat-walks until finally the crowd stopped. The boy was suddenly left alone as the workers sped to their assigned places. He stood again in the center of all the action wondering where his father could be. The lost child looked left and right. To his left was a huge pit in which there were more big machines. They were really loud now. Louder than they were before, and as the boy looked, he saw that one of the machines was pumping some sort of a clear liquid, and filling another machine with it. The big machine stopped pumping the liquid and an even louder noise began erupting from the smaller one. It looked like it was mixing something...
The boy loved and was fascinated by the machines. He could've spent all day watching them, but he remembered he was looking for his father. The child looked up and around. Finally as his head had turned all the way to the right, he noticed a huge glass window mounted on the upper curvature of the wall, and inside it, he saw his father.
"Dad!" The boy yelled with delight, but his smile retracted as he cried a second and third time for his father, and his father continued to look around frantically as if he couldn't hear him.

Hillard Koral was panicking. He had run from the loading platform back to sector 8, and upon failing to locate his son among the crowd of workers, he had run all the way back up to his overseer's office. Now he stared out the glass window that overlooked conversion operation, and tried futilely to find his boy. There were too many wokers crowding around. Hillard slammed his fist on the console in frustration and desperation. He could barely hear his right hand man as Joxe said began to talk to him.
"Hillard, something's wrong. The sensors are picking up a mass overload of electricity." Joxe waited for Koral to answer him, then, upon receiving no such answer, he reached out and forcefully shook his friend. "Hillard, I know this is hard! I know you want to find your son, but something's happening!"
Hillard stared blankly at Joxe for a moment, then his eyes became suddenly alert as normal cautiousness returned to him. "What's going on, Joxe? What's wrong?"
Joxe released his hold on Hillard's shoulders, returned to his console. "There is a massive energy and electricity reading coming from the fueling sensors."
"But the electricity input is not supposed to occur until the fuel has been deposited."
"I know! That's what I'm trying to tell you! Something's out of place, something's wrong!" Joxe said more forcefully, as if he could drive his fears into the other man's head by shouting.
"Re-check the sensors." Hillard commanded as plucked his personal comlink from his belt. As Joxe complied with his order, Hillard commed the director of the operation down below.
A husky voice came over the line. "What is it?"
"Joran, I need you to check the sensor phases and make sure they are in working order." HIllard told him.
"But, Sir, the fusion process has already begun-"
"Perfrom an emergency check if you need to! I want those sensors checked!" HIllard yelled in exasperation.
Over the line, there was a sigh. "Yes Sir, I'll look into it." There was a pause. "Also, Sir, there is a boy here. He's causing distraction from my workers. Can you deal with-"
"A boy! Where?" Hillard grasped the comlink with both hands.
"One of the workers noticed him at the edge of the fusion pit-"
Hillard cut off the line and sprinted to the window. He searched the crowd quickly, and then saw a little child waving wildly to get his attention. Hillard yelled with joy, and waved back to his son. The boy stopped waving and smiled broadly at is father.
"Koral, if the sensors are correct..." Joxe said, quietly his face racked with urgency. "...A meltdown is occurring."