Noah Davis, Liam Miller, and Mason Taylor all found themselves on the Red Planet, the fourth planet from the sun. They were part of a space colonization program aimed at making human colonization on Mars possible. The three men had been in their respective fields for years, but none had ever imagined that they would actually be on Mars one day.

Noah Davis had always been the cynic in the group, having only a high school education, he often felt out of place among his highly educated counterparts. He would spend his downtime fishing in the nearby canals of the colony, trying to clear his head from the constant technological buzz that surrounded him.

Liam Miller, the master architect, was eager to get to work on the colony's infrastructure. He spent his days inside the colony's labs, designing blueprints for buildings that would house the newly arriving colonists.

Mason Taylor, the financial analyst, spent his time observing the colony's market trends, trying to find investments that would bring a profit to his company. He spent his evenings running through the fields surrounding the colony, trying to get a break from the constant flow of numbers.

It was one evening, while the three men were meeting-up for a game of soccer, that they noticed something peculiar. The colony's drones had been grounded, and the communication lines with the Earth had been cut off entirely. It was then that they saw the group of people approaching the colony with angry expressions on their faces.

"What's going on?" asked Noah, his cynicism dissolved by the fear on the faces of the group coming their way.

"I don't know, but we need to find out," said Liam, his architect’s brain already trying to form a plan of action.

As they got closer, Noah could see that the group was made up of other colonists, but they were holding picket signs and shouting angrily. Mason walked over to a group and tried to start a conversation.

"What's going on? Why are you guys here?" asked Mason, his financial expertise unable to comprehend what was going on.

"We're here to protest the conditions of this colony," said a man in the group, his face angry and determined.

"What's wrong with the colony?" asked Liam, trying to keep things from getting out of hand.

"You guys are working us too hard. We're not getting paid enough for our efforts. We're here to demand better conditions for our stay on this planet," said the man.

Noah watched as the argument grew more heated, and he knew that something had to be done to calm things down.

"We need to find a way to work together. We're all here together, and the colony's success depends on all of us," said Noah, his voice calm and measured.

The group of protesters looked skeptical, but Mason was quick to follow-up with a suggestion.

"We can hold a meeting and talk things through, find common ground," said Mason, using his financial analyst’s approach.

Slowly but surely, the group of protesters were calmed down, and the three men, Noah, Liam, and Mason, became the negotiating team for the colony.

It took a lot of hard work, but through compromise and communication, the colony found a way to work with its workers. Liam designed new structures that made workers’ quarters more comfortable, while Mason focused on boosting the colony's productivity, and Noah worked with the workers to secure better working conditions for all.

Together, they managed to break through the barriers of division and create a sense of unity within the colony. Rebellion on the Red Planet was no longer needed, and the colony was thriving. The three men had managed to find the common ground needed to move the colony forward, and in doing so, they had become a part of something greater than themselves.