Mercury's North Pole, 6am, Railgun

It was 6am and a heat so great that Yarid’ heat reading instruments had malfunctioned several hours ago. The sun was close enough that it seemed like it was within arm’s reach; so bright that his blackout glasses barely served their purpose. Being a bounty hunter was an intense job, but the payment for any interplanetary job was always a huge payout, enough to reserve land the size of France on one of the Artificial Moons of Earth produced by Creation Industrialists. There could only be a life of extreme vanity ahead of Yaris, and he was excited of future prospects.

There were more pressing matters though. Janus was somewhere on this northern pole of Mercury, fleeing from his countless charges of arson on the Venusian city of New Chicago. The hottest planet of the system was a fitting place for any fire-lover. He was one of the most wanted people for the Inner Planet Police Force. After all, he burned down the Aphrodite Tower, the most costly skyscraper built in at least 200 years. However, the Force was too reluctant to take the risk of sending any of its officers to Mercury. They needed a bounty hunter like Yaris.

Mercury had few settlements, but Yaris knew of several outposts. Janus had to be there. Yaris increased the speed of his electrobike, bringing the 5 wheels together along the long base into a single straight row. The electric charge flowing across all the tires began glowing, in the same manner Yarid’s status as the most well known bounty hunter glowed in front of all who looked. Mounting his railgun carefully into the gun slot in front of the low handlebars, Yarid was prepared. He was combat-ready to kill Janus.