Pandora. The future of humanity. A refuge from our dying planet. A lush, green planet to colonize. A new start. Hope.

That’s what you were told, anyway, what you believed as you boarded that ship and made your way across space. It was a beautiful sight even from space, and a much-needed one after so long away from terra firma.

It didn’t take long for everything to go wrong. The transport ship landed just fine, and you got off and headed into your accommodations. You’d barely set your things down when the yelling and shooting started.