[ WP ] Every planet in our solar system has a `` champion '' being that takes on the attributes of the planet itself . The `` champion '' from the sun has created an army to destroy the planets and the 8 ( or 9 ) champions must save the solar system .

Jupiter rapped the gavel against the oak table, and the argument simmered down to quiet grumbling. 
 
 `` Brothers and sisters,'' he said, exasperated, `` squabbling between ourselves over minor issues of heavenly nomenclature will not save our solar system.'' 
 
 Pluto, a fat little man with a triple chin and a bowler hat, looked pleased. Jupiter knew that Pluto had n't expected to find support from the greatest of the planets. Frankly, in another situation Jupiter would have been inclined to tell the annoying little fellow to get lost. But one of their number was in trouble, and Jupiter knew they would need Pluto's help if his plan was to work. 
 
 Mars thumped his fist down on the table. His red beard shook from side to side in anger. 
 
 `` I refuse to fight alongside this runt,'' he shouted. `` Always skulking around, trying to hang out with the big boys. But there's always been something off about him, something a little too eccentric. Pah!'' 
 
 `` Strong words coming from a dying planet,'' sneered Venus. Mars leaned towards her over the empty chair between them with his hand raised, but thought better of it at the last moment. Her skin boiled so hot that even Jupiter did n't want to get too close. Venus smirked, and popped a large bubble of her sulphuric acid flavoured gum in Mars's face. 
 
 `` Not dying,'' Mars muttered to himself. `` Just getting a little long in the tooth. It's not easy for us smaller guys.'' 
 
 `` Then you should have more sympathy for me,'' Pluto squealed. Mercury nodded in solidarity. 
 
 Jupiter glanced at Saturn, who just rolled his eyes. Sometimes it felt like they were the only grown ups in the room. He sensed that the argument was about to start again, and decided the time had come to make a stand. 
 
 He stood up to his full height, towering over the others. 
 
 `` Enough,'' he growled, and they shrank back. `` Pluto will join us again on this one. He's proved his worth as a planet before, or have you forgotten? And need I remind you that we're already one short?'' 
 
 All eyes fell on the empty chair next to Mars. A faded bronze nameplate read `` Gaia''. 
 
 `` Sol army's already wage war for the destruction of one of our own. Nourished by his rays, his minions wreak havoc on the surface of our sister, and slowly burrow into her skin. You have all heard her cries for help. How long, I ask you, until they spread through the solar system like a pestilence, destroying every planet in their path?'' 
 
 There was no answer from the others. 
 
 `` Mars,'' Jupiter said, `` you *will* be next. Think you can defend yourself from Sol's hordes if they bridge the void between Gaia and you? I did n't think so. So accept Pluto's help. We need him if my plan is to work.'' 
 
 There were nods of agreement from the other planets, and even Mars inclined his proud head a fraction. Inwardly, Jupiter breathed a sigh of relief. 
 
 `` What's the plan?'' Saturn asked. 
 
 Jupiter's eyes narrowed. `` Do you remember how we dealt with Sol's last creations, some sixty thousand millennia ago? We shall rain rock and fire down on Gaia until we have eradicated Sol's foul armies for good. 
 
 `` We shall strike with another meteorite.'' 
 
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 *Fellow minions of Sol: if you liked this story, you can pass the time before the impending Apocalypse reading more of my stories at* /r/jd_rallage
