Alanta

The year is 3096, the space ship, the Alanta was making it’s way home. The crew and the beautiful captain, Angelia Dudras was very relieved to be going home. Their last mission was to gain new allies for the empire. No one in the crew of the ship except the four elite officers on board knew that the caption is also the princess of the Dudras Empire and next in line for the throne. The ship was just above the Planet Solas and also a space port to re fuel and get fresh supplies. Angelia leaves the command room and returns to her quarters with her elite officers. Letting out a sigh, Angelia sits down in a chair behind her desk. “Lady Angelia, we need to re-supply before we head home,” said Sierra, “we are coming up on a space port, plus it would do you some good to go down to the planet and take a break.” Angelia looks at her, “And what would my uncle say about that? Hmmm? That’s Planet Solas, who is our rivial by the way!” She said as she crosses her arms looking at Sierra. “And say what?! You’re uncle has no say over you, princess,” said her second elite, Jales, “ Sierra is right a captain needs her break. It will do you and the crew some good,” he adds. “But...” Angelia starts to say. A hardly laugh comes from the corner of the room, “ No but’s...we will hold down everything here and make sure he won’t find out,” Kylo said, “Just go, Princess Angelia.” He looks over at Angelia and the others which nods their heads in agreement. “But change you’re clothes first...” Rukia said before they all leave the room. “And keep a weapon on you even though you have your powers.” Rukia adds as before they all of them left. Angelia watches her officers leave which they are also her bodyguards and her most trusted adisvors. She never once ignore their advice and trusted with everything she had. And with that, she got up and changed out of her captain uniform and put on some common clothes. She had soft smooth skin. Her black hair was straight and long went it is down, but she always had it braided. As like the flour elite said, she is gifted with her powers. Her powers is far more stronger than her guards would ever be. And as for more than her uncle, who would do anything to take her empire that the late empress left. Her mother’s death is still a mystery and that still troubled Angelia. Angelia grabs her bag and adds a few things to it. She leaves her room and locks the door with her wrist which had a code tattoo. Heading down to the hanger. Sierra had her special crusader powered up and ready for Angelia Angelia got in it and leaves the Alanta. Heading down to the planet below.