Note: Prologue and first two chapters were posted at the same time. Editing may occur later because I'm pants at reading my own writing. Also bold stuff at the bottom is very important, so please read it.

He could recall only a portion of what had transpired- emotions and sensations that fleeted across his mindscape, dancing away when he tried to ponder further about it, leaving him to grasp at the faint trails they left behind.

He remembered the darkness; the empty, lightlessness that wrapped tightly around his being, slowly pressing in on him in its vice-like grip. He remembered the way it seemed to steal away any breath he tried to draw in, seizing his body in a constant state of suffocation. He constantly struggled to breathe, yet the motion was meaningless as nothing came in nor out of him. He tried to find an escape from the eerie, oppressing blackness that consumed him, but he found himself unable to move at all. He recalled how his heart thrummed against his chest like a caged creature as panic and fear overtook him. The pounding in his ears was the only thing he heard, but it brought him no comfort as the darkness coiled and compressed about him.

The next thing he recalled was this loud, earsplitting noise. It shattered through the pounding in his ears, drowning out the previous constant sound with its terrifying screech. Heat seemed to have found his previous nonexistent lungs as he gasped and spluttered for air. Limbs he did not recall having before were flailing and scrambling as the noise continued in a mixture of deafening tones and pitches. Panic still clutched his heart, but it seemed to fuel his being into motion as he fled through the inky blackness that surrounded him.

And then he was falling.

Air berated his ears, but he had lost the use of his lungs once more as his feeble limbs continued to spiral out of control, unable to take purchase on anything solid or slow his decent into the unknown. He vaguely recalled the darkness retreating at brief intervals, leaving streaks of scarlet and white with bursts of brilliant gold engraved in his memory, but nothing definable as the colors flashed and swirled together amongst the blackness.

His descent ended suddenly when he hit something hard, jerking him out of his plummet, but all feeling and thought left him at the moment the impact, leaving him to sink into the blackness of his own consciousness without any pain or sound to remind him of his existence. The last thing he remembered before the inky fingers of black devoured his consciousness was a blur of of gold before it too faded into the darkness.

Hello everyone! So this is my first story in the Yogscast branch... I have no idea what I'm doing. I basically had an idea pop into my head of "What if Xephos wasn't just a Spaceman, but like, legitimately part of space?" It doesn't make sense, probably, but it will eventually.

I don't really want to ruin the suspense, but I will explain ahead of time what Xephos is if you guys want to know- I can make an author's note for a chapter or something since the next two chapters have some sort of weird personal idea things.

ANYWAY, I had made this prologue and two chapters that have been sitting around for several days now and I decided to post them and see if anyone was interested in me continuing. If not, then I'll probably work on other stories (why am I starting so many? ;A; ) and continue this on my own time... which will probably be frozen molasses slow.

I HAVE ALSO STARTED A MOBSCAST STORY. However, I have no idea where in the world to post it on this site, but I have posted it on Wattpad if anyone was interested (where am I supposed to put it here? Please help me. I want to share).

I am going to warn you all ahead of time- I may or may not be active for January. This is because I'm going away for school and I have no idea how busy I'll be once I get there. So if there's anyone who is interested in this story, be prepared for long breaks/hiatuses.

Lastly, I apologize for any spelling and grammar errors, as well as any weird sentences-that-get-cut-off-halfway-through because I wrote most the prologue and chapters 1 and 2 rather than sleeping, so weird things may have happened...