Lauren and Stephanie walked Ben to the door of his Intro to Tenacity Prime Elite Force class after lunch.
"You'll have to tell us what class is like, I've heard it's super intense," Lauren said.
"This class really shouldn't be intense, it's mostly informational, I think," Ben said.
He observed his fellow classmates as they trickled into the classroom. They all looked older than him.
Ben leaned in towards Lauren."Do many sophomores take this class?"
"No," Stephanie interjected.
"But not because it's frowned upon or anything," Lauren said. "I think most guys your age are just intimidated."
"You in my class, kid?"
Ben turned around to see a bulky TPEF officer in uniform towering over him.
"Uh – yes," Ben started towards the door, but the officer put his hand up to stop him.
The officer looked behind Ben at Lauren and Stephanie. "I know you have somewhere to be, ladies, and it's not here."
Lauren and Stephanie left, whispering to each other as they hurried down the hallway.
The officer turned his attention back to Ben. "Westley, I know you don't have a military background, and you're one of the youngest kids in here, so I'm going to give you a break, this one time. First of all, you address me, and all your instructors in this program, as sir. Secondly, if you're not at your desk by twelve fifty-nine, you're late. I don't think I have to explain why that's bad, correct?"
"Come in and take a seat, Westley."
Ben walked into the dead silent classroom and realized that everyone had been listening to him getting told off in the hallway. The only empty seat was in the front row. Ben fought the urge to run out of the room and sat down.
"Something funny, Brown?" The officer said to one of the boys.
"I didn't think so."
The officer took a moment to look over the class. "I'm Sergeant Rath, welcome to Intro to TPEF. This isn't boot camp, you're just here to learn, but I do require the utmost respect and discipline out of each and every one of you. Not just for me, but for each other.
Out of the twenty-five of you in this room, about three might be accepted into boot camp. Maybe one will complete training and become a member of the organization. This class will give you an idea if you have what it takes to be that one.
When Tenacity Prime was founded, only the rich and powerful had access to space travel. The founders pooled their resources to create this intellectual safe haven. One founder knew that Tenacity couldn't thrive on academia and commerce alone. We needed protection, and like everything on Tenacity, it had to be the best of the best. That founder's name was David Davenport. With the support of Zachary Belafonte, he organized the Elite Force.
The other two founders and most of the first citizens railed against the idea of a Tenacian military. They had the naive mindset that this place would be some kind of space Eden, that having a military or police force would make us just like the inferior systems we left behind on Earth. Davenport and Belafonte knew better. They knew that our humanity would follow us into space, and that Tenacity Prime would need protection.
In the one hundred and fifty years since the founding of Tenacity Prime, space travel has become accessible and affordable. In the past fifty years alone, crime in space has increased by two hundred percent, but not on Tenacity Prime.
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Tenacity PrimeScience Fiction
The Westleys just moved to Tenacity Prime, a utopian space station founded for the sole purpose of cultivating exceptional talent and advancing the human race. Follow the Westley's struggle as they integrate into the highly regulated, hierarchical s...