Tercrota, Viper Home World

A bright and hot morning, like the usual weather. The ocean of sand is seen blowing outside. And it's just another typical day for a Viper who is about to take leave for an important meeting. Her orange scales glimmered among the sunlight as she opened the curtains. She took a moment to open the door to the balcony to get some fresh air before heading off. "Today's just the same thing all over." She thought. "Maybe something different may happen." Of course, she always enjoyed going outside to take some fresh air, just like when she used to as a young hatchling.

As she was getting her outfit on, she heard her ringtone in the living room. Someone might be trying to call her. "Oh great..." She muttered. She slithered to the living room to find her holographic communicator. She searched for it on the coffee table where she exactly remembered. "There it is." She muttered once more. She would quickly answer it to see who it was.

"Hello?" She asked.

"T'vara! You're late!" Her mother stated.

"I just overslept is all." She insisted. "Look, I got an important meeting with some of the military instructors and I can't be at home right now. I'll be back as soon as I can."

"Very well, but just make sure you get back on time." Her mother once again instated.

"Mother, this interview is going to be long," She replied. "If I want to become a member of the Viper Republic Armed Forces and reach up to some of the high ranks-"

"Just. Be. Here."

"Ugh, you're not making this easy. I'll be back at around supper if I can. Besides, an old friend of ours invited me to that interview anyway." She insisted. "Now, if you excuse me, I need to get to the Ty'Shok base for the interview, and I'll be back later." She finalized, before ending the call. Her mother was reasonable to understand about T'vara's interview. All she ever wanted was to live free after five hundred years of being a slave to ADVENT.

Ma'ghal Capital City, Province of Ty'Shok

The whole place was crowded, just as T'vara remembered as a child, along with her younger sister, K'tosh, and her aunt, D'konta. All three of them used to play hide and seek with each other in the marketplace. As she got older, it was less fun to do as she wasn't small anymore to fit into any of the hiding places. And then there's the problems occurring in the marketplace, which explains their tight security. Enforcers guarded every corner of the marketplace as she remembered. It was difficult for any smugglers or criminals to avoid them. But of course, the crimes still continue.

She was walking past a few stalls, and noticeably came up across a group of Enforcers who have a Muton smuggler duo under arrest. They were not armed, but were smuggling illegal items, mostly contraband and weapon parts. There are rarely any domestic criminals in the marketplace, as T'vara began to snap out of her trance of memories. She looked at the group of Enforcers and carefully approached them.

"What's going on?" She asked.

"Nothing to see here, citizen. Move along." The Enforcer replied using the speaker system on her helmet.

"Before I do anything else, do you know where I can find the transit? I'm set for an interview today at military outpost 27" She questioned.

"Make your way to the transit depot, and remain on board for about five stops. The transit arrives at the base in the sixth stop. Be sure to have your certificate or ID ready. The Enforcers won't hesitate to arrest you if you don't. Or worse, shoot you on sight."

"Thank you." She replied.

"Anytime." The Enforcer said. "Oh, and by the way. You'll need this just in case you want to get around the rooms. That place is like some maze." She stated before giving T'vara a map of the base.

"I will."

Ma'ghal Transit Depot

She waited there. Waited for the transit. She checked the time when the transit arrived. "It's only 9:31 AM," She said. "I got enough time." She still remembered the transit as it was. Usually there wasn't a bunch of people here. After freedom from ADVENT, things were different. Hundreds of people came for tours or immigration. The Vipers even had a treaty with Earth, despite their extraterrestrial origins.

Finally, the transit came up. After nearly half an hour waiting, she finally got on board to head off to the military outpost. She sat all the way in the back, as there was no room in the front. Usually the front is always crowded with people she didn't recognize. She often tends to stay away from them.

"Now arriving at Ma'ghal Transit Depot." Said a female voice on the intercom. "Next stop: Viper Republic military outpost 27, province of Ty'Shok."

"About time."

She was in for a long ride. She knew herself as she once was, a translator for ADVENT. Now, she is free to choose, free to live, free to serve and protect. But her problem comes from her past. Even after defecting from ADVENT, there are still others that do not trust her. T'vara had one thought run across her mind: What will happen next? She couldn't just help but think for a moment. She remembered exactly how she defected from ADVENT a long time ago. It's not because she was part of their Psionic network. It was because she uncovered their agenda. Her own people were being used as mindless puppets to kill innocent life. She isn't part of that life anymore. She is free. Free to stand up for what is right.