A/N: shout out to UnwantedAutumn for the new beautiful cover!!!

"Are we sure we want to do this? It's dangerous." The man in the white mask looked up. Always being the midget, he had to.
"Look, if this works, our names will be in history books thousands of years from now. The Martian government would grant us unlimited power. And then we can make our move." The man in the black mask stared off into space, imagining this scenario.
"But the experiments-"
"Those were only on our plants. They will work on the earth plants."
"But we need to make sure the compound-"
"I lost one man. I can't let it happen again. It will be taken care of." 
The man in the white mask sighs. "Okay, then."
The man in the black mask smiles. And then he laughs. It's a maniacal laugh. The laugh of someone who's not sane. And for the hundredth time, the man in the white mask worries for the future of the people who make it. But one of the names he knows will go on the trip sticks with him. Kesnie Tharanga.
My daughter.