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Jove POV
Just as the Hover car takes off, I turn towards the shuttle and swipe my DB over the scanner to be checked to see if I am authorized to enter the one-way trip to the unknown.
I head into the shuttle after a [ding] confirming I passed the inspection, to my left however someone was stuck in a suspension field. Probably, due to his papers not check out or he tried to sneak on.
As I walked to the boarding platform I quickly messaged my mom telling her that I was selected to go on the Lazarus. I reviewed my inventory, a convenient feature of the DB that stored up to 1 kilo of stuff.
I currently had 3 sets of clothing, excluding my survivalist uniform and regular class uniform.
That was all I needed, my family isn’t the wealthiest family, and in fact it is just scraping by. Thankfully, school is free to go to unless you wanted to go to a better school.
Not soon after I finished inspecting my inventory, I heard the friendly [ding] of mail popping up.
I accessed my mail and saw it was a reply from mom… however all it said was: Congratulations.
I felt bad for mom, not only did dad leave her behind due to his death but now I am leaving too.
I reply: love you mom, and sorry for leaving you.
Just as I hit send on the holo-monitor that was projected from the DB I arrived at my destination: The shuttle.
(A/N: the Shuttle: http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/239/f/e/spaceship_by_ghchew-d6jx8ck.jpg)
I passed quite a few people on the way there most were starring at me due to the defining feature I have: blue irises. Other than that I look like a normal Tyran. Mom always tells me that I have my father’s eyes, or at least his irises.
This resulted in a bit of bullying when I was younger but it was abandoned when I entered the Survivalists Corps at the age of 7 cycles because IF anyone survives the course they are monsters, in a sense.
I asked one of the attendants where to sit.
Attendant: "Sit in the seat where your room number is. You will be seated in the Survivalists Corps area located towards the front."
Jove: "Thanks!"
I walked to my seat, number 212; I noticed the seats were in pairs of two.
Jove: *Well, I guess I have a room mate*
I sat down, luckily I had a window seat and soon I dozed off. I was awoken by the sound of the pilot over the intercom.
Pilot: “Everyone please buckle your belts as we will start lift off in 3-” I checked to see if I was buckled in “-2-”… “-1-”… “Lift off.”
As soon as the pilot finished, I felt the thrusters kick in because me and everyone else became plastered to their seat. After a few moments the shuttle broke through the atmosphere, and a since of weightlessness over took me after the thrusters died down.
I glanced out the window as the shuttle headed towards the massive exploration/colonization ship that is the Lazarus. (A/N: The Lazarus: http://www.igorstshirts.com/blog/conceptships/2012/dorje_bellbrook/dorje_01.jpg)
Skipping the boringly long time it took to dock it was fun, for the most part. The passengers, myself included, had quite a laugh when a few fell over due to loss of circulation in their legs.
We were guided around the ship, however the Survivalist Corps only were shown to the mess hall, the armory, the drop pod zone, which doubled as the escape pod zone, and the training hall.
Contrary to popular belief, all of the non-crew members will be in cryogenic sleep, a form of suspended animation. After the tour we were injected with the drug that prevents the body from fully freezing and report to our rooms. I share a room with someone who I didn’t/won’t know yet… if at all.
I lie in my sleeping pod and look at my reflection as I turn in for cryo-sleep. I have sandy blond hair, azure irises, white skin, and I am 6.2 lit (A/N: 1 lit = 1 foot) tall. Then everything fades to black.
I am force ejected from my pod, in a daze I stumble to the door. The emergency lights are on and the blare of the alarm rings in my ears. After I reach the door, I hear the captain yell into the intercom.
Captain: “Everyone get to the escape pods a deep space anomaly has occurred… I repeat… This is not a drill... I repeat… This is not a drill... “[Repeat]
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Still in a daze I palm the door scanner and the door hisses open. Everything is mayhem, People are running, screaming and panicking through the halls. However my luck holds out as I shamble into the maelstrom of people.
Thankfully, the Survival Corps are located right next to the escape pods. So I don’t have to go too far. I struggle for a good minute until I am shoved into an awaiting pod. I must have been blessed for as I get into a pod and the hatch seals shut, for escape pods are a single man pod, everything goes wrong.
Something, probably the anomaly, rips through the hull and everyone is sucked into deep space. This is the last thing until I am put in a full suspended animation.
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Narrator POV
The Lazarus was designed to carry the most qualified off the dying planet called Tyra. This was however, not know to the public for they had a few thousand cycles until the planet did die.
The voyage of the Lazarus was going smoothly until a wormhole opened up and expelled a few chunks of rocks, most likely asteroids. The Capitan saw the danger the asteroids possessed to the ship but there was nothing he could do as the asteroids appeared too close to be dogged or shot at. So he did the only thing he could. He woke all the passengers on board from the cryo-sleep, and sounded the alarm.
The command bridge shook when the asteroids demolished the ship. The Captain’s last thoughts were of the personnel on board and he hoped they escaped. Then the void embraces him in its cold and soft embrace.
Most of the pods were semi-aware of their surroundings and they were made that way so that they could better respond to the dangers in space.
However, Jove’s pod didn’t have the chance to boot properly so it couldn’t avoid the pull of the wormhole and was sucked in. The pod drifted for a while after it exited the wormhole and soon after it collided with an asteroid. Yet again Jove’s luck shined through as the pod simply imbedded it’s self-10 feet into the asteroid instead of being completely destroyed.
The pod slowly booted up over the course of 50 cycles and when it did it found it’s self buried in an asteroid and having a very low supply of energy left due to the power draw of a full suspended animation.
The pod then put out pulse to scan for minerals, what it found was that the whole interior of the asteroid is a radioactive metal and it had an approximate 20-mile radius.
Thus the harvesting began, the pod had so much energy that it fuelled the full suspended animation for 2000 cycles and had more to spare. But just at the 2000 cycles mark was when the asteroid made contact with a planetary body that was eight times it’s size.
The asteroid was mostly consumed in the process, however there was enough left to form it’s two moons. Impossibly Jove’s pod survived. (A/N: must have rolled a nat-20…) Where there was a barren planet previously, after 1000 cycles the planet was filled with all kinds of life.
4000 more cycles pass and Jove ‘slept’ for there was an error in his pod that made it so that it could only be opened from the outside.
But during those 4000 years caused the pod to develop true sentience, and at first it tried to take over Jove’s body but their were… complications with that so the AI decided to simply build a head peace to allow them to communicate, and may have tampered with Jove’s Data Band and made it her true body.
Then in an earthquake, a chasm formed and exposed the pod to the native populous. At first, the populous were wary of this mysterious thing (A/N: looks like http://www.rorymcmahon.com/Cryopod2.jpg but with thrusters and the glass is frosted over) and soon after it was studied.
Finally 10 cycles later, an accident occurred and one of the scientists slipped and accidently pulled a lever that read ‘hatch open’ in Tyranscrit… [Hissssss] the hatch slowly opened releasing plumes of cold air into the room that had been built around it…
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Phew, that was fun... not really, had to submit it twice due to my wacky wifi...
Edit: will post another chapter tommorow... thought i put chapter one up but nooooooo fukin wifi.....