Welcome! This is my first attempt at a multichapter fic and I have to admit, i havent quite wrote the ending yet but im so close! I would love feedback and critism! I am trying to improve!
Pidge was sitting on the garrison's roof, reveling in the calm cool breeze of the desert, no longer sweeping up sand like the days before. Interstellar whispers of light and stars dotted the sky and Pidge was once again lost in the familiar, unaware to their new visitors.
Hunk and Lance, fellow cadets and friends in arms to a certain degree peeked over the edge of the roof, spotting the lone student.
Lance, the confident, over eager boy hauled himself over the edge with surprisingly quiet steps and walked over, tapping the smaller cadet on the shoulder. Grinning when they shrieked and flailed, dropping their equipment with a clatter and putting up their hands as if to be shot.
He leaned over their shoulder and hummed, like he knew exactly what was written in the hundred lines of code displayed, "You here all on your lonesome little dude?"
Pidge scowled, even more so when Hunk made his way over and marveled at their tech. Pidge mourned for the loss of their alone time in the desert and fiddled with the wire of their glasses which hooked over their ear and sometimes tipped down the bridge of their nose to the point they couldn't read. Pidge took off the lens and balanced it on top of their knee precariously.
They ran a hand down their spec free face, pulling at their cheeks, "Why are you guys here?" They moaned.
Lance scoffed and waved a hand, ranting about quality time, friends and beauty to them while Hunk decided it was time to start looking at Pidge's tech, poking at the USB and wires connected between the space scanner disk and the actual computer.
Pidge snapped at Hunk, slapping his wrist, the boy recoiled with a slight pout, and then turned to Lance, seeing him finally finished talking and waiting for an answer, "I am always up here if you haven't noticed-" Pidge started.
"-Oh boy, we've noticed"
"-And if you must know I am scanning space within the sun's orbit to pick up radio chatter and the likes," They couldn't stop from raising an eyebrow in pride.
"Woah like aliens?" Lance's eyes gleamed.
Hunk burst, a mixture of fear and disbelief, "Aliens aren't real!"
"I can't tell you for sure but it's been a bit busy tonight,"
"Let me hear!" Lance tried to strangle Pidge by taking the headphones off their neck.
Pidge spluttered for a bit and then pushed the boy back, he fell into a mess of limbs, "If you would let me finish I would show you!" They frowned at the other boy who cradled his head and stuck out his neck comically but eventually obliged and pulled up the recordings of the mess of static and strange mixed up second hand vibrations.
They listened in silence before it suddenly got louder and more high pitched and then finally cut out completely, "Pretty neat huh?" Pidge closed the recording.
Lance pursed his lips, "What happened?"
Hunk was still silent, watching the starry sky as if to see the mysterious origin of the sound.
"Maybe it's aliens trying to communicate-" Pidge enjoyed the way Hunk's face screwed up, "-Or it could be something coming towards earth, like a falling piece of shuttle or past debre. Up there our atmosphere is basically a spaceship garbage dump." They pointed to the stars.
Lance craned his neck far back, "I've seen pictures… Are we really going for space garbage though?" He crawled closer to Pidge and they could see the goose bumps on his skin, from the night's chill. Lance tugged at the hemd of his sleeve and unraveled them from their rolls to bring the fabric to his palms.
"No," Pidge said.
Hunk and Lance turned to them, surprised. Pidge continued, a fond grin on their face, "I don't think its garbage, its big, its loud and it's coming, any day now and we might hear about it on the news; Space thing landed on a local farm or something but whatever it is... it isn't garbage."
He leaned forward in the padded seat, pushing forward onto the front console with so much momentum he tumbled over top of it and pushed the air out of his lungs. He scrambled for a place to hold himself as the whole shuttle shook, a spark lit in the back, igniting something in the corner of his eye.
Above him the alarms rang, bright and red. He quickly skimmed his fingers over the notches and holographic pad on the console, "This is Keith Yorak R'Kak. Soldier code: 2833 of the south transmission ship is there anybody hearing this?" His throat was raw, either from smoke or screaming.
To answer him there was static, "This is evacuation pod with one occupant, number 2833, breeching unknown upper atmosphere is there anybody hearing this?"
Static. Keith swallowed and coughed, clenching to the front of his dark armour as if to pull it over his mouth. The ship lurched, pushing Keith back into his seat, he could feel the vibrations under his feet as fire licked the side of his view. Blurred asteroids and projectiles passed him by, knocking on the fragile shield the pod came equipped with.
Keith pushed a lever forward grunting with effort as he forced his shoulder away from himself. After it clicked his arm fell to his side, fingers no longer shaking.
"Please, pod 113 reporting for survivors, anybody out there! The gravitational pull of this unknown planet is taking me in, I'm stuck unless anyone can be the hero for the last second save," Keith's eyes were open and flickering, if his ears weren't trapped under the firm smooth helmet they would be pointed forward in desperation.
"Oh god is there anyone here, 2883, number whatever pod im stuck, i'm falling, breeching middle atmosphere please help!"
Keith sucked in a deep breath, tears stinging his eyes. His hands burned from adrenaline and sticky sweat and the burn of a past flame. The coolness of a blade was lost long before.
He switched off the coms and directed the power to the thrusters but they sputtered, pushed him forward and slowed his descent for a moment before dying completely and leaving him floating helplessly completely at the will of crowded space. Unnamed stars and strange colours swirled past him as he sped faster and faster towards a planet Keith couldn't identify.
Cool, cool blue lit up the windshield, washing over him completely. Pushing against the purple and blacks that make up his pod and making Keith's wet eyes glow.
A drop of blood soaked the underarm of his flight suit and dripped down his breastplate. It landed on his thigh but was red hot. All Keith could see was black and blue.
His hands braced on the lip of the console, gripping it until his fingers hurt. His pod rocked once more and Keith fell forward without brace onto the desk, his head slammed onto the controls, cracking his visor and making everything dark.
Behind him a great star lit up space and darkness and the falling ship. Leaving the darkness behind him without light, a wreckage of both blood and betrayal.
Something flared on their screen. Pidge jolted forward, startling the other two half asleep cadets. Lance mumbled something about bedtimes but Pidge ignored him, not willing to miss the chance of a alter in space vibrations for such a thing as sleep. Pidge pushed the headset on and tuned the machine, turning the knobs until they heard it, a growl unlike anything heard before.
They stood, nearly kicking Hunk's prone form, "It's in our atmosphere!" Pidge shouted, typing furiously on their computer in an attempt to lock down on location, "It's coming, its close, its big and it's not garbage!"
"What are you talking about?" Hunk asked.
"There is something heading towards earth, unlike anything i've ever seen before- its off the charts guys! It isn't like space shuttle launching and it isn't returning." After a moment of tense silence Pidge's shoulders shook and they dropped the computer clattering being the only sound to join the cadet's pounding heart, "It's falling… it's falling and it's gonna land right on top of us."
Lance's eyes widened, "Are you serious?"
And just then the garrison awoke, a siren blared long and loud. The three teens stood up, Pidge picked up the closed computer still warm against their chest. Lockdown calls and a long group of officers spilled out of the front of the school, carrying heavy weapons and full armour. Trucks began to light up with rumbling engines while the alarm blared in their ears with its deafening tune.
Hunk ran over to the end of the roof but the windows had already been barricaded shut with metal bars and searchlights lit on searching the sky. Behind him Lance and Pidge were watching this with surprising determination.
Hunk called out to them but his voice lost sound as Lance pointed to something in the sky. A ball of flame suddenly grew and streaked across the sky above them with Lance's finger following tracing the path it took, his finger left smoke in the sky from the descending object. It glowed as bright as the sun and left shadows of the teens moving on the cement roof before landing in the distant horizon.
The fire quelled and left behind a beacon. The three teens watched with wide eyes as grey smoke rose from the crash sight. Leading everyone to the exact location, the great entrance froze every human watching.
Before they knew it the three were following the flare, as grey clouded the stars they kicked up sand in their wake.
Haha... yeah. Keith whatever you are doing dont die on us!
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