Earth was overpopulated. People were everywhere. It was so bad that scientists had engineered a way to live underwater safely, so that’s what happened. That was, until, the waters grew too overpopulated.

Scientists then decided, in order to keep the oceans and rainforests and ecosystems alive with animals, people needed to move.

Space.

Flint Grenshaw was one of the most incredible astronauts on earth. A successful pilot in the air force, an engineer for the space force, a force to be reckoned with. Not the mention the fact he was attractive.

He was the epitome of the demographic needed for the trip to find another planet to populate. And ruin again, he thought. He had no faith in the human race.

Over months of straight days of work, a spacecraft was made. It was similar to the Star Trek enterprise, taking the technology and layout as inspiration. Flint was one of the pilots. Their mission? Find a new livable planet.

They launched into space easily, flying through the stars and galaxies as time passed.

One faithful day, their ship powered down.

”What the hell is happening?” Flint look at his captain, Captain Hetchcraft, then at the engineers Delian and Winnie. They had no clue either.

Soon the power came back on, and another spaceship was in front of their ship. It was smaller, similar to a bullet train car. Yet it looked much more technological, solar panels on the side in circle shapes.

All the heads turned as the door opened on the hull. There stood a beautiful alien woman, curious and accompanied with two alien men, all three equally confused at seeing humans.

Flint stared in awe, “Christ.” They weren’t lying when they said space was beautiful.

The entire crew was shook. Aliens. Onboard their ship. This was certainly a revelation.