BTS To The Edge of The Sky: Plots & Twists of the Past

_AUGUST 10, 2078_
_PHASe PRIVATE PLANE_
_9:24pm_

AUTHOR'S POV

The dark, star-filled sky emitted the littlest light into the airtight windows of the private plane. It was no doubt still night as Nine began giving out instructions and info for the ride for the next two days.

"Alright, rooms... down the hall *points at the hallway behind him* the first door is Three's...Next is Four's... Next is Six's... Then mine... then the last two doors facing each other are the paired rooms. Fatal-Attraction's is the one at the left and Dev Team's is the one at the right. I'll place name plates later in case you guys forget...."

Nine sighed in relief and clasped his hands together, "Any questions?" As if knowing everyone else's answers, each member shook their heads without even glancing at each other. "Okay then. Everyone get some sleep. We still have exactly 48 hours before we arrive at Naldeland."

Each member stood up and grabbed their bags. You and Zero had left first in a hurry to get to your beds. Six walked right behind you. Monarch, Eight's cat, came out from the back of a couch and followed Eight, surprising Five and Three in the process. "What the-! Where'd he come from??" A startled Five brought his bag to his chest up to his neck, covering his chin. "Hm? Ah, I brought him with me... He might get lonely." Eight had turned his head, seeing his cat following just behind him. Three clutched his tablet, "You better keep him here. He might distract us or cause trouble." Eight gave him a reassuring look. "He won't. He's too smart for that."

"Aish. Out of my way!" Four pushed passed the three operatives, his bag on his shoulder with the briefcase in his other hand; an irritated look on his face. Eight ran a hand through his hair, "Mianhae, hyung." He called, but of course, the Wraith payed no attention to him and kept walking towards the second door in the hall.

"Come on. Move along. You guys need to rest." Nine patted Five's back who smiled in return. "You get some sleep too." Three told him. Nine nodded, "Of course. But I'll be up for a bit."

     With only Nine left in the living room, he took his things and walked to his door as well; tons of paperwork awaits within his bag.

THREE'S POV

     Naldeland sure is far from Olympia. Nothing I can do about it. Blame the map! It's only my job to find out things not change things and people kept on complaining about the trip. My eyes are getting tired and the use of glasses isn't helping.

'What should I do, sleep or work?'

     Pressing my hand on the door panel of the automatic sliding door into my room was another step I had to take before starting to feel sleepy. The interior was great! At least I have some space, not to mention the plane is actually wide in width and not just length.