"There goes any idea of having fun this weekend," Kat mumbled, sighing exhaustedly as she sat down beside her best friend on the bench. "We have two very different ideas when it comes to fun, Kat." The man beside her responded easily, dropping his head on the back of the uncomfortable bench.

Before them laid a sight very few ever came this close to in their entire lives. It is a rocket ship. Specifically, the Navigator 2.4 - a rocket ship made for speed and traveling across the galaxy. Never before had any such rocket ship been built quite like this one.

"Yeah, you're right." Kat laughed tiredly and glanced over to smirk at Kenny. She is the outgoing one in their friendship, always knowing the best clubs to go to and what people you should not have a one-night stand with. And Kenny, well he is the friend that was not dropped on his head as a child and has a clear understanding of what common sense is.

"At least we are getting paid well for this," Kat murmured, "I don't think I would have agreed to this if the boss tried going cheap on us." She is absolutely right about that; the two airmen are being paid very handsomely for their agreement to join the Alpha Flight for their voyage.

Kat has multiple master degrees - one for aerospace/astronautical engineering, another for petroleum engineering, and the last is an engineering technology degree.

Kenny is the leading biologist for Alpha Flight. He, like Kat, is a genius to be straightforward. He will, in a way, be the person who finds out just what these aliens are like. How their bodies function, what they need to live, and how they die.

So far, the League of Nations has decided to play it friendly - so long as the aliens also do. But Kenny is supposed to find out these things just in case things go haywire.

"That, and we get to be on the top ship." Kenny couldn't help but admire the engineering miracle before them. It was breathtaking and unlike anything you would expect from a rocket ship. Instead of looking large and awkward, the ship looks sleek, professional, and ready to take on whatever is out there.

Kenny turned his head to look at Kat, noticing her fiddle with her locket. Kat was born and bred in Venezuela, her accent loud and clear to others but Kenny is used to it now. She has caramel skin with short black hair that is shorter on the one side of her head and has vibrant purple highlights in it. If it weren't for her curves you would think she is a man from behind. She has fierce hazel eyes that never leave anything to doubt when it comes to her, especially with how blunt she is.

"Hey, we can have fun out there. Who knows, maybe I can woo their queen and have a bunch of alien babies." Kat winked at him, stretching her legs out confidently. Kenny busted out laughing at his friend and shook his head at her. "Don't let the captain hear you," Kenny finally got a hold of himself to lightly remind her of their captain.

Kat huffed and looked at her friend, trying not to roll her eyes at his goody two shoe nature. Kenny has been like this since the beginning, and Kat doesn't expect him to be changing anytime soon.

Kenny is pale, with multiple freckles scattered here and there. The man has one navy blue eye - his left eye and the other is a dark green - his right eye. His hair is a dark brown that he often let's Kat highlight, such as right now he has navy blue highlights to match his left eye. It is done up in a manbun most of the time, only taken out when he is sleeping. "Don't remind me of him. I swear if he didn't have such a stick up his ass, I may actually help him out with you."

Kat leaned forward, placing her elbow on her knee and chin in palm. Kenny sat up straight wrinkling his nose down at her what. "What?" He repeated his immediate thought to her.

Kat snorted, standing up from the bench and kicking the air with her combat boot. "I swear, he is constantly checking out your ass man." Kat crossed her arms, turning to give him the ' I am totally right ' look that she is always giving him.

"Even if he does, he will keep things professional. And everyone knows I am going to also keep things professional."

He doesn't have time for a relationship when he is about to start diagnosing aliens and trying to figure out their biology.

"ALPHA FLIGHT, PLEASE REPORT TO LEVEL THREE MEETING ROOM TWO." The intercom broke the two friends from their thoughts and conversation.

"Wonder what they need now," Kenny mumbled as he stood, stretching his arms above his head. Kat clicked her tongue and led the way, looking bored at the idea of going there. "I don't know, but I hope they make it quick. I want to have some fun before going off to space." Kat likes to get around, it is in her opinion fun.

"I am honestly surprised you don't have any form of STDs," Kenny mumbled, biting his lip to hide that he was teasing. "Seriously? I go to only the best establishments Kenny, c'mon. You know that."

"I don't know... Remember that one girl you brought home? The one with dragon tattoo?"

"Oh my god! Don't remind me! How was I supposed to know she was part of a gang? And that dragon tattoo was so hot," Kat looked like she was about to drool at just the thought of the tattoo.

"Yeah, and dangerous. The cops showed up at our place and asked us so many questions that I missed class." Kenny raised a brow at Kat, making it clear he still thinks it was her fault for hooking up with someone that was clearly in a gang. "Ken, I already apologized for that... And don't you want your friend to have some great sex occasionally." Kat bat her eyelashes up at him, shorter than him by a foot. Kenny once again wrinkled his nose at her then covered his face with his palm.

"I do not need my friend to put herself in danger for sex." Ken decided to finally say, uncovering his face then raising his hand to flick her forehead.

Before the two could continue speaking, Captain Gunner appeared - looking as stoic as ever. The man stood at 6'1, with bulging muscles and a scruff along his jaw. Gunner has dark mocha skin and his hair is a buzzcut - military style. The man used to be a navy seal and led other seals against terrorist, and for some reason the big boss had decided he would be the best man for the job to lead a group of eighty people to meet extraterrestrials.

"Garcia. Cooper. Go inside and await further instructions." With those staunch orders, Captain Gunner turned and briskly walked back into the room.

The man has always insisted on addressing his crew by their last name. Kat rolled her eyes, pointing a finger to her butt - gesturing that he has a stick up his ass. Kenny hid his smile that wanted to show then followed their captain into the room. So far only four of the other members of their flight in the room were in there.

There are five flights in total of the one hundred people going. Each flight is made up of ten people, meaning there are overall fifty groups that will be dealing with the aliens. The other fifty are laborers. Cooks, plumbers, technicians, janitors, and every other sort of thing you would require on a ship basically.

There are three ships in total going, two are larger than the third and identical copies of each other. Echo Ship will hold Echo and Foxtrot Flight, along with the laborers.

Delta Ship will be holding Charlie Flight and Delta Flight, also with some laborers. Now, the third ship is the ship Alpha flight will be on. Brave Flight is going to stay on Earth, they are there to be the other flights connection to earth.

Only twenty people will be residing on the Navigator Ship 2.4 - ten of those people being Alpha Flight members. Inside the meeting sat Capt. Gunner, first lieutenant Cas Ramos, the pilot Miguel Rodriguez, and the doctor of the team - Brooklyn Moore, but most of the crew just call her Brooks.

Brooks eyes lit up at the sight of Kenny and Kat entering the room. She eagerly patted the seats next to her, beaming at the two who she had gotten close to since coming here. Brooks was born in the US, but both of her parents are from Japan. She is a small, petite woman that is very friendly and often underestimated. Both Kenny and Kat know though, they know she can work well under stress and blood does not gross their doctor out at all.

"Hey, how are you?" Kenny sat down on the left side of Brooks, and Kat sat down on the right side of the doctor. "Nervous," Brooks admitted it, reaching up to push some hair behind her ear. Her black hair was up in a casual bun, but a few strands were out of place indicating she had been working on something.

"Same," Kenny mumbled. He looked away from his friends and glanced at their pilot, Miguel Rodriguez. The man has always been friendly to everyone, he is the comedian of the group really. Kenny could have sworn he has even seen Gunner crack a smile at some of Miguel's jokes.

Now though, the man is fast asleep in his chair and Gunner is scrolling through his phone while leaning on the wall. "When are the rest going to show up?"

Just as Kenny spoke his mind, the door to the room opened to reveal their other flight members. Unfortunately, it was only two of them. In walked the twins. Two members of the flight are, in fact, twins.

The tallest, and the female twin is Annabeth, and the other is Oliver - aka Ollie. Annabeth is a former Marine, the muscle of the group with Gunner and the other flight member Benny, who has yet to show up.

She is only 5'7, but you do not want to underestimate this woman despite her appearance. Manicured nails, blond hair, and blue eyes with a slim but muscled frame. And she can kick your ass.

Kat loves to go to clubs with Annabeth, because the woman is asexual and aromantic, so she rejects a lot of people who try to approach her looking for some booty at the club. Even Kenny must admit it's hilarious to see her turn down someone for the fifth time.

Thankfully, she is nice about it as long you don't persist or annoy her; unlike Kat who loves to torture people and tease them then just outright reject them.

Annabeth brightened at the sight of her friends, ditching her twin to plop down in the seat beside Kat. Gunner looked up from his phone and finally decided to also sit down, at the head of the table of course.

Annabeth's twin, Ollie, glanced down the hallway before shutting the door behind them. Them - as in they prefer they/them pronouns. This took some getting used to for the team, but it's 2027, so nobody really has any problem with it. Ollie decided to sit beside Kenny, so also sitting next to Miguel now.

Ollie dresses like a hipster to be frank. Their head is shaved, they have a couple piercings ranging from lip pierces to some on their ears. Ollie has hazel blue eyes, and a tan expression like their sister. Ollie is going to be the translator in a way. Ollie is exceptionally talented at picking up languages, and they can speak multiple languages fluently and even write or read in different languages.

When Ollie sat down it woke up Miguel, who blinked owlishly at his crewmate before he finally fully woke up.

"Yo, about time some of you showed up. I thought big man was about to throw me out the window to go find you'll." Miguel grinned cheekily at Ollie, who politely smiled back and nodded.

"Yeah, we are just missing Benny and Honey." Kat snorted at Ollie's words. "Honey has probably backed the guy into a corner and is humping him." Kat remarked, smirking in amusement. A couple of them chuckled while Gunner frowned, like he thought Honey may actually be harassing one of the protectors.

"The party is here!" The door banged open, and in walked Honey. Bright pink hair curled and done fell down her shoulders, contrasting beautifully against her dark chocolate skin that had patches of white. Her eyes were lit up in excitement, the dusty brown orbs brought out by her popping purple eye shadow and pitch black mascara.

Kenny has to give the woman props - not once has she ever showed up with a flaw in her appearance. Honey is the ambassador of the Alpha Flight, and she is one of the best, but when she isn't talking politics - the woman is crazy. Honey was blunt with everyone and told them that she was born a man, but she is a woman in and out now, and will kindly show everyone her tits and vagina if we have a problem with it, which no one does.

Benny showed up after Honey had sat down close to Gunner, making the captain warily watch her with distrusting eyes. Benny is almost as short Brooks and Kat.

The man can be compared to a dwarf. The man has fiery orange hair that is slicked back as usual, and a neatly trimmed beard with bright green eyes. Surprisingly enough, he isn't Irish or Scottish.

He is short compared to the other male crew members, and he is so buff he could probably manage to snap someone's arm like a twig with ease. Don't let it scare you though, Benny can't even harm a fly. The short, big guy is from France, and he can't speak English all that well but manages.

"I was assaulted." Is the first thing that leaves Benny's mouth once he is seated on the other of Gunner - safe from Honey. Everyone's eyes widen in surprise that Benny was somehow assaulted, at least - that is until they realize it was probably just Honey messing with him.

"Oh my god," Brooks leaves her chair to rush over to Benny and check for any wounds. Kat starts crackling at this, and Honey stands up abruptly.

"False! I merely felt up some of his muscles," Honey sets her hands on her hips looking confident. "Holy shit! You bullied one of our protectors!" Miguel starts breaking out laughing and Annabeth joins in while Ollie tries to hide their chuckles.

"Damn, Honey. Aggressive, I like it." Kat winks at Honey, making Honey blush and fan herself. "Honey, sit down. Miguel, shut the fuck up. Brooks, please go sit down. Benny, you are fine." Gunner easily caught everyone's attention when he spoke.

Everyone did as they were told, but Kat sent an extra wink at Honey, who in turn pretended to swoon at the attention while Gunner wasn't looking. Those that did notice this, pretended not to so they didn't aggravate their captain further.

Gunner swiped a few commands over the table, waking up the console controls in it and bringing up images. The images showed the few pictures that we were able to get of the extraterrestrials so far.

All pictures were of their main ship, which showed to have some smaller ships that circled the mother ship. The ship was ginormous, easily surpassing anything that we have ever built.

"Now, you all know the basic plan. We will only withdraw our arms if they pose a threat. Do not try to be threatening or intimidating, nor should you show any fear or nervousness. We know jack shit, so I want you all to be observant and cautious. Do not let your guard down at all, no matter what. " Gunner met everyone's eyes to make his message clear.

"That's all I needed to speak about. Pack, and bring only the essentials. If you must, bring one personal item. Tomorrow, we fly."