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Many, call the Roman god of war, Mars. Many, call the amazing chocolate bar of the 21stCentury as, Mars. Many, now call a red planet that see, as Mars (like).

But what is Mars actually? Is it actually the god worshiped by Romans (True Fact)? Is it a chocolate? Or is it, a planet?

Indeed, it is a planet. A grand planet of extinct seas, rusty iron and conspiracies. A grand (red) planet orbiting Helios, with its brother Earth. A planet of curiosity. A planet of nearly endless possibilities. Yet, it is still, a planet!

It is now the 31st Century, and the conspiracies, thoughts, curiosities, ideas and endless colonization programs have not died out. To this day, people dream, draw, and write endless scrolls of foolish stories, clever conspiracies and even amazing ideas and scientific proof of an atmosphere present on the red planet.

And this curiosity, has indeed killed the cat in most situations, ending countless lives of brave men who set afoot on the planet. However, satisfaction brought the cat back, and finally, the planet was colonized, with it man's biggest dream since they found the planet, was complete.

But unknown to them, it was only the beginning of their new frontier braking era. They contacted alien races, formed alliances, and sooner then they knew it, they had millions of friends, and millions of enemies. Soon, they had to create interstellar star ports, rules, and most particularly as our Endless Space guys say, toilets.

But that rule of toilets only applied for the pure alien species.

To the delight and surprise of astronauts and cosmonauts of the Sol Federation, they discovered "Terrestrials away from Terrestrials". In other words, furries or anthros. It was a mystery, and the mystery continues to this day, with people working their heads off on what happened, and how it happened.

You may think that such a contact with them would usher the major governments of the world (UK, USA and Republic of China) to usher a new age of scientific and technological developments. But instead, they ran for the money, and started perversely advertising non-anthro pets for the anthros. The advertisements ran rampant everywhere; in the shops, ships, shampoo bottles, walls, houses, furry volunteers and etc. However, with the help of the independent citizens of Epilison Eridani, the citizens of The Federation of Delta finally managed to put a stop to the perverse advertising, and finally limited how much the Sol governments could do commercial advertising.

Other than that blunder the idiots of Earth did, the trade between the two federations increased, and soon, Earth military divisions started hiring and recruiting soldiers for their armies. This caused great debate at first, but was for once, put down nicely with actually valid arguments by the government leaders of both Federations.

It must be noted that these kind of valid argument warfare is very rare in the world of inter stellar politics.

Because of this, many flocked to join the armies of Sol Federation, but probably not enough to drain The Federation of Delta of her troops. And one such furry going to participate in the Sol Federation Alliance Aid Act is now en route to the recruitment camp on Mars; Evans. However, it is safe for one to assume that he is extremely tired, especially after running to catch a passenger shuttle going for Mars on a FTL journey.

However, it would be safer to assume that he had indeed collapsed from exhaustion. And the fact that it has only been seconds after the passenger shuttle warped into hyperspace. So, we shall now move on to the small passenger shuttle where his ultimate collapse came, YS-2938140.

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The passengers helped the unconscious Evans onto an empty seat which was left reserved for him because of his booking for the flight. Soon, the medics came into check his condition as the shuttle progressed through hyperspace, making light itself look something of minority.

The medics checked his condition and decided that his condition was stable but he needed plenty of rest. The medics advised the rest of the passengers to not disturb him and to call the pilot when he woke up from his temporary 'coma'.

The flight went as planned, and several hours passed in their hyperspace journey. Soon, it was 30 minutes before they would arrive to Sol Federation's red planet, Mars.

The pilot brought his mike a bit closer to his chest and started speaking to the passengers, "*Ding Dong* All passengers, this is captain Buzz Husky speaking to you now. We now have 30 more minutes preventing us from reaching the space port of Mars High. Oxygen levels are currently at 50%, reserve is currently at 100%. Carbon dioxide levels are currently at 32%, and Carbon dioxide to Oxygen converter efficiency is currently at 100%. It is now recommended that all passengers prepare and pack their luggage for landing. If you are having any difficulties, please report to the on-board medics. We wish you that you have a safe arrival to Mars. *Ding Dong*"

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Evans woke up and looked around with his blurry vision. He could see many unknown figures packing up stuff and preparing for an entry into some unknown planet. His vision soon cleared and realized that he was now seated on a passenger seat, with his wooden suitcase packed tightly next to him.

He looked around and noticed that many of the passengers were too busy packing or getting ready for direct atmospheric entry de-warp. He then strayed his brown eyes to the onboard clock. It read:

"HPS|10 MINS RT|25 MINS HPS|MARS HIGH SP|20th NOVEMBER"

"Darn! How many hours have I been asleep for?" Evans was a bit disgruntled knowing that no once decided to wake him up 35 minutes earlier as time in Hyperspace passed very fast.

Well, not so fast.

Hyperspace is very different from Warp drives. Warp drives, are ones that interact with our dimension. They do not suddenly jump into another universe/dimension and use normal engines to say, "**** you," to sub-light speeds.

However, in Hyper-drives, the ship practically jumps from one place to another with the aid of this dimension, and etc. But the author of this story doesn't no so much about this hyper drive and warp drive business, so please, consult your local librarian, Mr. Wikipedia.

Because of the effects of this dimension, time passes WAY faster, by a speed of x2. But the distance covered in that time is immense, so no complaints were given. However, interactions with the world continue on normal speed, but the time outside the dimension, goes real damn fast!!!

Still, it would now only be real 57.97861 seconds before the shuttle entered the planet's atmosphere. Evans braced for it, and hoped no one noticed that he had woken up. He hated everyone staring at him and looking at him. He wasn't anti-social, but most of the time, he didn't like being stared at.

Then, another beep went from a speaker in the passenger bay of the shuttle. Pilot Buzz's voice came out from it, "Prepare for entry into Mar's atmosphere!" Everyone braced their heads for entry as they knew it was going to be now soft entry into Mar's atmosphere.

Evans quickly braced himself, and closed his eyes, as only 5.00000 real seconds remained...

"4 SECS" read the clock.

Evans squinted his eyes more, bracing for the sudden jolt, and a leap of fear and excitement filled his heart.

"3 SECS", "2 SECS", "1 SEC S "...

And...

ZWOOOOOOMBBAMM!!!!

Evans and the passengers were all of a sudden knocked backwards by the force of the ship re-entering. But the passengers started bracing even more when they knew they were in the atmosphere of Mars, as they were now descending into Mars High spaceport. That's right folks, they were not yet inside the 'no burn zone' or below it (e.g: mesosphere).

The ship, now in the gravity of Mars did a deep diving descent towards the space port like a drill punching through the soil to find a precious piece of gold. Except the fact that drills don't usually punch through the soil.

The shuttle now was on fire, and its altitude now was dropping fast, very fast. The pilots put full throttle on their retro engines to slow down the ship which was basically falling to what maybe be its doom.

However, the standard procedure of 'On retro engines, relax' wasn't working. The pilots had miscalculated how much forward acceleration they should have put on their ship, and were descending too fast to prevent a crash.

The pilots were feeling the heat of atmospheric reentry, and were basically burning themselves inside the cockpit, as they hand ignorantly removed their A/Cs from their cockpit (complaining it cost an extra $1 Sol Federation Dollar for weekly maintenence).

" HOUSTON!!!" Called a pilot to his fellow engineer, barely bearing the heat of the entry, " WE HAVE A PROBLEM!" Unfortunately for the pilot, his cries of help for the engineer was not heard by even the co-pilot as the sound blocked his cries of help. "We're all going to die!" Was the pilot's last word (before he smashed his head on the stick and sobbed like a baby.)

All of a sudden, the ship integrated _auto auto-pilot_switched on and overloaded all thrusters pointing away from the main engine, causing dramatic loss in speed for the craft. The ship then stopped burning away itself, and starting falling slowly to the spaceport.

However, the passengers and Evans were all scared to death and dared not to move an inch till they landed safe and sound. And thankfully, they did. But the scar of such an experience would remain in the hearts of the pilots...