THIS CONTENT IS SUGGESTED FOR PEOPLE AGES 13 THROUGH 17.

"Welcome to 308b, the best place to take cover from the great wars on earth!" Oh boy, were they wrong. The names Tyrone, Tyrone Beckstein. My father was Maxwell Beckstein, hes famous for taking over the entire world in 4020, and then being overthrown and killed by his friends about a month later. Basically, my father was an interesting man- No, actually, he was a powerful asshole that lost his mind over an accident involving his friend or something. Anyway, enough about him. About me. I live on planet 308b, its brother to the uninhabitable planet, 308a. I dress in my usual outfit, my snow coat, tie and scarf along with a "cowboy" hat and goggles. I live in my small wooden house just outside our town, "Bidontrovica". 308b is a cold, rainy planet thats mostly just a shit wasteland of forest and ocean. Bidontrovica is somewhere in the middle of 308b, I think its near Vonis Island or something, who cares though, Vonis island is basically a prison camp or something like that. Right now I'm walking down the road to go to the armory store, I'm planning on hunting some wild skarq's later on. The town is barren, like always. Usually, the town is just houses upon houses, locked up with the townspeople hiding in them, hiding from the vonisalian police. Then, just beyond that, is the plaza. Yes, today is a normal day. Nothing can go wrong, if I can  just avoid everyone get my stuff and hurry home while avoiding, everything will be fine- then I see Officer Nicholas Hardiak come straight from an intersection up ahead, and look at me. Crap. Nick isn't exactly the nice guy of Bidontrovica, quite the opposite to be honest. He once shot someone for stealing a small loaf of bread. "You got some balls to be showin' up here at this time, Beckstein." Says Nick. I adjust my hat. I don't want my retirement fund to be paying for my funeral tomorrow. "I don't want to be a problem, Nicholas." I say. "Thats 'Officer' Nicholas." Corrects Nick. Crap, crap, crap crap- I don't like this at all, but I have to stay calm. If I start being agressive I won't be alive to see the day when the sun returns. "Nick- Officer, Nick. I just want to get to the store and go home. No need to fight." Nick stares at me with a skeptical look on his face. "Officer Nick, just, please move." I say, wiping my goggles. Great, he pulled out his bat. "Did you tell me whatta' do, kid?" Says Nick, starting towards me. "Nick, this isn't-" I start to say, but Im interrupted by a loud explosion not too far away from us. Nick instantly shifts his attention. "You're lucky, Beckstein." Says Nick as he runs off towards the explosion, his bat in hand. Just another small battle. Oh yeah, did I mention this place sucks? About 4 years ago, this organization called the "Vonisalians" took over 308b and turned it into their own oppressive "country". This planet used to be what they said it was, a safe haven sheilding people from the countless war and destruction on earth. Its the opposite now. At least a couple people die each 2 or 3 days, usually from mini-wars by the townsfolk and the police. I've never been apart of one, and thats how im still alive and not in a cell at Vonis Island. Oh yeah, I have to go to the store before Nick comes back. You need proper weopons to kill a Skarq after all.