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The Madonna Mission: P R E F A C E


The year of the Madonna Mission was 3598. 


Russia destroyed America with four nuclear bombings in the year 2105. In retaliation, Europe sent two nukes to Russia. The world was in shock. National borders completely dissolved and all infrastructure collapsed. The devastation of World War III plummeted humanity into another dark age. This went on for several hundred years. New nations rose from the ashes and began to rebuild. When tribal anarchy subsided and international communication was restored in the late 2,500’s — it took only 150 years for technology to be restored to its peak performance before WWIII. The world was pulled out of its second dark age. With diplomacy resumed, accountability was quickly established for nuclear warfare unanimously by every new nation. 


Commercial space travel development provided for the colonization of Mars. The first colony was established in the year 3152. Not long after the colonization — the New World Order (NWO) launched a premeditated world-wide takeover. Their attack was initiated with an engineered deadly virus that eliminated a large percentage of humanity. Most of the individuals who perished from the disease were those who had limited resources and capital insufficient for the securing of a series of expensive vaccinations. Most infrastructure collapsed again, but the NWO took great care to institute a new and thriving economy. The subsequent average socio-economic status of the remaining population rose dramatically. 


When the virus susided, out of the chaos, in order to avoid another dark age, survivors gave allegiance to one of two groups: the NWO or the CW (Commonwealth). The CW opposed the NWO, and pushed for constitutional democracy. War immediately broke out between the two groups. 


Most of the planet was uninhabitable at this point. The disease in one of its various mutations impacted the Earth’s ecosystem in an unanticipated and devastating way. Animals, when affected by a certain strain of the virus, became rabid and cannibalistic. Subsequently the oceans became toxic, and water supply was diminishing. 


The overwhelming focused amount of capital available to the NWO, in combination with the advanced robotics technology that had ruled human production for centuries — allowed for the creation of the largest buildings humanity has ever known. The erected buildings were called “bays” and were mostly used as charging stations for large NWO airships that began to fill the sky. The buildings and ships were eerie and liminal for the relatively few humans that inhabited them. It took several hundred years for the human race to repopulate again. Most of the skies were ruled by the NWO — while the surface of the earth was ruled by the CW.


Not long after the fighting began, the population of Mars declared national independence from Earth. The humans on Mars were largely sympathetic to the CW cause and offered shelter to rogue ships of refugees. In response to Mars’ independence, and shortly following their acceptance of CW refugees — the NWO launched nuclear missiles to the planet. The explosions eliminated the entire population, resulting in the first planetary national genocide. The NWO’s retaliation rendered Mars uninhabitable for humans. 


The Mars genocide left many of the NWO’s followers disillusioned, and the war became desperate. Many people’s families and friends were on Mars no matter their political affiliations. In the years after the genocide, the dissented NWO followers joined the CW, and led instense focused attacks based on their reliable intelligence and resources. These attacks led to the catastrophic failure of many NWO bays and air ships. The fighting escalated. The Earth’s environment, already being in dire straits, became increasingly less hospitable and fertile. 


The separation of political parties in land and air, and degenerating war techniques eventually cooled the active war. A feeble diplomatic effort began as the nuking of Mars started to look like Earth’s imminent precedent. Both sides began to greatly fear nuclear retaliation. Extinction for the planet and humanity was inevitable if it came to such measures again.



IN RESPONSE TO THE fear of extinction, the CW and NWO’s scientists began using deep space imaging to search the universe for habitable planets. Another space race had begun. Many planets were located for colonization and in an act of bravery and collaboration a NWO scientist leaked many of their discoveries to the CW. Both nations knew their years on their fragile planet were limited. 


The NWO had superior satellites and found a system of planets that all were in promising proximity to a star much like the Earth’s sun. The CW had superior robotics and upon receiving the transmission, they began building a ship that could transport a team to the system. This team’s mission would be to discern if any of the planets were fit for human life. They were then expected to return to Earth with their data and samples. 


To travel to the system, the ship needed to pass through a worm-hole at the edge of our solar system. The worm-hole was discovered in the year 3247. Only a few satellites were sent into it. On all occasions, as the satellites passed through the worm-hole they immediately lost contact and control of the machines. Deep space imaging performed by the NWO discovered the satellites intact many years later. They were located light years closer to the discovered system in question for human habitation. It was reasonable to hope the worm-hole would transport the ship much closer to the system. However, traveling through the worm-hole rendered communication with Earth impossible – the team would be without a base control. Many of the developers and engineers began to worry that the team they sent would forsake the Earth and simply begin life on one of the new planets without them.


After much deliberation among the CW and certain collaborating covert NWO scientists – it was decided a crew of all women would be sent. The women would be subject to tests of spacefaring experience and moral rectitude. The designers and scientists felt that having a crew of all women, protected Earth’s population from being forsaken. The women, being unable to reproduce, would be free from the temptation to simply repopulate a suitable new planet. Additionally, women generally were capable of greater amounts of compassion than males. A team of the most qualified women were selected and their ship was named, The Madonna. 


Assembling the team and the Madonna was a near impossible feat. Without the tense covert collaboration and resources from both parties, it never could’ve been organized and launched. The board of politicians, scientists and engineers knew anything beyond an exploration mission was impossible in the current circumstance. There was no plan for interplanetary exodus upon the return of the Madonna. Hope of a habitable planet was the only thing the board believed would unite the planet sufficiently to mount a space faring exodus to the new planet. Expertise had become siloed among the two political factions. Most CW citizens had never known the sensation of flight, and many NWO citizens had not set foot on the surface of the Earth for centuries. To save humanity, it was critical for both parties to create an alliance. 


— Historical context preface to “The Madonna Mission,” abridged by mission medical expert, Dr. Brooklyn E. Groves, MD. 



THE FOLLOWING NARRATIVE CONSISTS of transcribed logs from the mission, and personal journal entries of various involved individuals. Records are primarily gathered from the accounts of mission specialist astronomer, Dr. Avangeline Ross (Ava). Details of the mission not included in real-time primary source accounts, have been added and edited using the compiled personal witnesses of the involved individuals (at times drawn only from a single person’s account). "Recollections" have been gathered from members of the mission alive at the conception of the following document, The Madonna Mission. The team of editors are as follows; Dr. Adam K. Fismor, Elise Johnson, and Dr. Claire Saunders. 


Though the events may seem abnormal and difficult to believe, we present to you the most accurate and comprehensive account available. 




CREW PROFILES (9): Anita Sonja Marson — Captain 23 years; 5’ 7”; 152 lbs; brunette (dark); brown eyes Experience: Ex-military, ConD Personality: Extremely high conscientiousness; extremely low agreeableness. (Conscientiousness — 98th percentile, extremely high. Extraversion — 52nd percentile, average. Neuroticism — 60th percentile, above average. Openness — 25th percentile, low below average. Agreeableness — 2nd percentile, extremely low) Avangeline Ross (Ava) — Astronomer 20 years; 5’ 2”; 98 lbs; brunette (light); brown eyes Experience: Astronomy research, MS Personality: Extremely high agreeableness; high above average extraversion; low below average neuroticism. (Conscientiousness — 49th percentile, average. Extraversion — 82nd percentile, high above average. Neuroticism — 20th percentile, low below average. Openness — 75th percentile, high above average. Agreeableness — 94th percentile, extremely high) Megan Chelsea Peterson — Botanist 25 years; 5’ 4”; 110 lbs; black hair; green eyes Experience: Botany research, PhD, ConD Personality: Above average. (Conscientiousness — 78th percentile, above average. Extraversion — 64th percentile, above average. Neuroticism — 76th percentile, above average. Openness — 75th percentile, above average. Agreeableness — 72nd percentile, above average) Bonnie Kenyen Dispurd — Psychiatrist 37 years; 5’ 5”; 167 lbs; red hair; blue eyes Experience: Psychiatry, Phd, ConD Personality: High above average neuroticism; below average openness and agreeableness. (Conscientiousness — 68th percentile, above average. Extraversion — 57th percentile, above average. Neuroticism — 82nd percentile, high above average. Openness — 45th percentile, below average. Agreeableness — 45th percentile, below average) Sarah Thompson — Engineer 22 years; 5’ 7”; 145 lbs; blond; blue eyes Experience: Robotics, MS, ConD; Programming, BS Personality: extremely low extraversion; nearly average in all other characteristics. (Conscientiousness — 60th percentile, above average. Extraversion — 10th percentile, extremely low. Neuroticism — 58th percentile, above average. Openness — 52nd percentile, average. Agreeableness — 55th percentile, average) Shawna Stippard — Defense 32 years; 5’ 8”; 198 lbs; black hair; brown eyes Experience: Ex-military; Communications, BA, ConD Personality: high above average conscientiousness; extremely low openness; low below average agreeableness. (Conscientiousness — 82nd percentile, high above average. Extraversion — 62nd percentile, above average. Neuroticism — 30th percentile, below average. Openness — 2nd percentile, extremely low. Agreeableness — 20th percentile, low below average) Misty Renae Dawson — Navigator 19 years; 5’ 2”; 92 lbs; brunette (dark); brown eyes Experience: Pilot, ConD Personality: extremely high extraversion; below average neuroticism. (Conscientiousness — 67th percentile, above average. Extraversion — 90th percentile, extremely high. Neuroticism — 34th percentile, below average. Openness — 65th percentile, above average. Agreeableness — 60th percentile, above average) Donna Cardiff — Biologist 55 years; 5’; 125 lbs; brunette (graying); light brown eyes Experience: Biology research, PhD, ConD Personality: extremely high extraversion; high above average neuroticism; high above average openness. (Conscientiousness — 95th percentile, extremely high. Extraversion — 76th percentile, above average. Neuroticism — 88th percentile, high above average. Openness — 87th percentile, high above average. Agreeableness — 53rd percentile, average) Brooklyn Elise Groves — Medical Doctor 13 years; 4’ 7”; 87 lbs; blond; green eyes Experience: Medicine, PhD, ConD Personality: extremely high conscientiousness and openness; low below average neuroticism. (Conscientiousness — 100th percentile, extremely high. Extraversion — 20th percentile, low below average. Neuroticism — 60th percentile, above average. Openness — 98th percentile, extremely high. Agreeableness — 55th percentile, average)


[NWO satellite imaging of Mars genocide]

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