3 days earlier...
On a secret base deep on top of the cold mountain ranges of Siberia, there stood a gigantic complex surrounded with grey walls, automatic defense turrets, surface to air missiles, and many more.
The whole complex looked like a hidden supervillain base where all the nefarious things for world domination are getting planned.
Inside the complex, another set of walls can be seen. But this time, it has watchtowers and has people with high powered looking guns manning it.
Finally, on the innermost part of the complex, a gigantic dome of a building with white walls can be seen standing calmly.
The pristine clean white walls are pretty hard to see by the nornal eye without properly concentrating. The everlasting snowing on this region helped to mask this building's existence from some prying eyes.
The calm surrounding however has been disturbed by the sound of helicopters. The helicopters has two rotary blades from left to right each. It's shaped like a plane and has defensive capabilities in the form of a machine under the cockpit.
The helicopter convoy slowly landed on the designated helipads on top of the mountain near the only way inside the pristine clean white walled compound. There, people on trench coat slowly walked out and rushed to the entrance that looked like a subway.
They're not met with any welcoming party. No formalities was exchanged, nothing. However, a butler looking old man can be seen leaning back on the wall as they entered the building.
"You're late for a whole minute. You're being disrespectful! Tsk, follow me." said the butler in annoyance as he started to descend from the stairs and to the bottom floor.
At the most bottom floor is a weird looking bullet train. The bullet train is attached to a monorail. Such a train is not entirely new, it's used by most developed countries and their colonies.
"Follow me." said the butler as he entered the train silently.
The entourage of the suited men didn't made a fuss and followed the butler. Inside they saw a simple passenger cabin.
It has comfortable seats, and a simple small rectangular table in the center of two seats. The table has a random but beautiful looking flower in the center.
It looked so lame and boring to anyone who'll look at it. But the suited men didn't even bothered and they just sat on a seat and kept their being silent.
The whole trip only lasted for about half a minute as they traveled underground in extreme speeds.
The train stopped on a station, there, different people wearing weirs clothing can be seen working. Some are pushing carts whose contents has the weird skull sign in the sides.
The people here can't even be considered as humans anymore. There are people with metallic faces with weird slim wires that acts like a tentacles that helps them do things.
The suited men, especially the man with a nice looking haircut breathed deeply and cracked up a nice looking smile as they existed the train in an orderly manner.
They traversed the halls with metal flooring and almost surveillance cameras on each turn. The bodyguards of the man with a nice haircut has long since came here multiple times. But every single time they're here, they still feel fear coursing through their veins.
Hands are cold, forehead is wet with sweat. Knees weak, and on the room in front, they didn't want to peek
The butler just looked at them and motioned for them to enter with a mischievous smile. Someone who knows that something good or bad will happen.
The man with a nice looking haircut just nodded as the door in front of him slid open revealing an office with a large circular table and chair.
Inside are people ranging from middle aged men to men around their 20's. They all have an expressionless face looking at the man of the hour who was late for 2 minutes.
"I'm sorry, something came up." the man took his seat and wiped away the sweat on his forehead with the towel in front of him.
He glided his eyes to observe the people surrounding him. There, he saw the richest man on Earth, all the governors in charge of the regions, high ranking generals, and many more.
But what is something considered as eye catching is the swivel chair whose back is faced in front of them.
"That's fine Prime Minister. Let's make this meeting quick, shall we?" the chair suddenly turned revealing the face of the man which controls everything in this whole world.
The puppet master has orders for them...
...
Hours later...
The meeting ended as quick as it started. The head basically ordered them to just continue what they're doing. He also explicitly said that they don't need the cache as they'll personally help them with matters regarding the FTL travel as they see fit.
The Prime Minister tried to persuade them to let them study the cache but he slammed it down saying it's inferior and the meer thought of a human using an inferior technology especially if it came from aliens is a big no no.
He stressed that humans will use human technology and shall never base it on an alien tech tree. As doing so eliminates the satisfaction of inventing a technology and humans will become more dependent on these inferior foreign products.
The Prime Minister can only nod and accept this cruel fate. He thought on himself that if they want what's better for humanity then they should let them use that cache.
But alas, the head will use it to bait some people who are sticking their noses on where it shouldn't belong.
Somewhere on Mars...
The captain of the guards responsible for the safety of the cache can be seen sitting inside his bedroom holding a pocket watch.
He's part of them, his father is part of them, even his great great great grandfather is part of them so it's natural that he'll be a part of them too.
There are around 15 guards here including him. 4 of which guards are newly transferred and hasn't seen proper combat. That is to say the combat he has seen are those of people trying to hijack supplies for this research base and nothing more. But he still has the proper training and was strengthened by those military grade serums available for the soldiers.
Ever since he joined, there's no job that they wanted him to accomplish. He's been a guard of this Mars research base for more than 3 years now. But how did he become a captain in three years? It all has something to do with them.
They can give anyone anything quite literally. They can do almost fantastical stuff like those wizards in tv shows.
Though he hasn't seen one, he's fairly sure that they exist as it's almost everytime the topic of talks between what you can call as "made men"
Just then, the sound of a door bell was hears inside this room which kicked the captain out of his trance.
The captain, stood up from his position on the bed to check who's at the door. He looked at the monitor on the control button for the door only to see a janitor waiting outside.
The sliding door opened and the janitor extended his hand with a brown envelope.
"What's this?" asked the man as he picked up the envelope and momentarily looked at the contents inside. There, he saw a mission briefing and everything he needs to know regarding his first mission. From who his enemy will be, to the supposed traitor. Everything is there.
"Orders from the above." said the janitor as he tossed a coin to the captain who immediately caught it and looked at it with determination.
"My time has come at last..."