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● Graviton

Exact Location: The Star Lord's Villa.

Atlas, the light-skinned dark-haired man looked around the hall he was in before lightly knocking on a door, the Star Lord's study room. There was a few moments of silence before a voice answered from the other side of the door.

The dark-haired man smiled mischievously while pushing the door open. He entered the room and noticed the Star Lord sitting on a chair in simple attire, writing in a notebook with other books arranged elegantly on the table.

"Ah, Atlas, what brings you here?" He questioned while shutting the book and leaning his back on his chair.

The said name looked around the room to make sure there was no one else before clearing his throat. "My Lord, I have served you for years, and in all those years you have told me there is no time my advice wasn't in your best interest…"

"Are you dying?"

Atlas chuckled nervously. "No, no my lord… I just have something to say about your plan to move the Heavenly Protectors to Satellite in thirty days."

"What about the plan? Speak fast, Atlas."

He stepped closer such that he was only a few inches away from the table. "My Lord, in ten days the people will begin observing the ritual rights for the Gravity Fall month, and that might cause almost, if not every travel route to be blocked. My Lord, you even banned every air travel during this time."

The Star Lord's brows twitched as he stood up on his feet. "Unbelievable, how could I have forgotten about this? This completely ruins everything."

Atlas laughed. "It's not your fault, my Lord. You and perhaps even everyone in the Villa have forgotten that it'll be the Gravity Fall month soon, you all have always been negligent when it comes to religion."

The Star Lord turned to look at the dark-haired man who took a step back, realizing what he had just said. "I meant… you have been too busy, with other important stuff."

Jasper sighed and sat back on his chair. "No, you are right… unlike my fathers before me, I put very little interest in the religion, and my council followed the path I put forth." He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. "What do you suggest I do?"

It was what he wanted, for the Star-Lord to ask him that. A wicked grin crawled up his lips having gotten his opportunity. "My Lord, I was going to say to have the troops moved in five days, but it'll be nearly impossible to secretly move that many troops in such a short amount of time."

"I asked what you think I should do, so get to that point already."

He inched forward again, now putting his hand on the desk. "You could call a meeting and have your generals move their troops quickly to Satellite, that way, any spy or opposition in the villa won't have much time to make any plans and the task will be done swiftly, avoiding any disruption by the Gravity Fall activities."

The Star Lord scoffed and filled two cups with a drink that was on his desk. He passed one to Atlas and took a sip of his drink. "You always have the perfect alternative when a situation goes sideways, let's do just that, call the meeting."

"My Lord, there is something else I want to bring up, it's about your son."

"What about Zephyr?"

Atlas hesitated for a while before speaking. "I was actually talking about your Star-blood child, Aeson."

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● Satellite

Exact Location: The Forbidden Zone.

Liam opened his eyes to the multiple warning signs in front of him that appeared as though they were being projected in front of him due to the technology of his suit. The signs were warning of the many damages his suit had sustained. He inhaled and exhaled rapidly as he tried to steady his breathing while dragging himself up on his feet.

The light brown-haired man looked around the place but couldn't see anything as the gas had become excessive and was blocking his vision. He could only hear continuous screams and roars of the creatures with periodic thunderstorms.

"Mr. Jenkins! Mr…" he stumbled to the ground but managed to hold on to a Luminaire stick that was next to him. "Activate thermal imaging," he said but nothing happened. He said it again, and again, but nothing happened before proceeding to use his hand to manually activate it, still nothing.

The teal green-eyed man pulled the stick from the ground and pulled out a covering, leaving the inner part which was glowing bright enough to enable him to see through the mist. Only then did he caught sight of the creature that was slowly approaching him.

He stumbled back, already giving up on life as the creature slowly paced around him but didn't attack. One of Owen's assault crew members appeared in front of Liam and opened fire at the creature.

"Go! Get out of here."

Liam picked himself up and began running in a random direction. He looked back for a second and saw the beast tearing the man's head from his body. He turned back and began running even faster than he already was.

As he continued forward, he reached a place that had less mist than the area he just run out from. He caught sight of a group of Sweepers helping other Sweepers up and quickly ran towards them.

"Liam!" A familiar voice called out.

The said name looked up to see a Sweeper approaching him. The Sweeper grabbed onto him and helped him to the safe area, behind the new groups of Sweepers who just arrived at the Zone. They had noticed the increase of the gases from the organization and had more squads enter the Forbidden Zone.

"Why aren't they retreating?" Liam asked.

"Orders from Daniel, they are going to blow up the area to chase the creatures back."

"D-did everybody make it out?"

The man ignored him and continued towards the Zone Protection room.

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After passing the multiple cleaning area, Liam was led by a personnel in Bio-suit to a room where the other Sweepers who took the mission were kept and tended to by more personnel in Bio-suit.

The teal green-eyed man's chest danced up and down as he scanned the room for his squad. He let out a sigh of relief as he noticed Thomas and Zara sitting in one corner of the room.

"Hey, why are we being kept here?"

"Liam!" Zara got up from her seat and pulled him in for a tight hug that drew a groan from him. "You're alive."

"I don't think I'd be for long with the way you are hugging me."

She chuckled ruefully before pulling back and wiping the tears from her eyes. "Sorry, it's just… sorry," she apologized.

"Where's James and Mr. Jenkins?"

Hearing the name caused Zara to sit back on her chair and bury her face in her palm. The teal green-eyed man averted his eyes to Thomas who inched forward and hugged Liam. "Liam, Cole didn't make it out of the Zone."

The light brown-haired man felt a cold chill run down his spine. He pushed Thomas away and inched back, causing everyone in the room to turn to them.

"You're kidding, right? Please tell me that was another one of your stupid jokes." He grabbed Thomas's collar, urging him to speak but the brown-eyed man said nothing.

Liam let go of him and turned to Zara. "it's a joke, right? The Sweepers in the Zone will return with Mr. Jenkins, right?"

"Liam, the lightning strike was what killed Cole, he's gone," Thomas revealed.

Upon hearing it clearly from Thomas, Liam closed his eyes as all the moments he had with Cole Jenkins flashed in his mind, causing his knee to weaken.

"No, it can't…" he looked around the room, still hoping to see the man he went on many expeditions with among the crowd, but only got faces of individuals looking just as hurt as he was.

"No…"

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