Ok my first Lok Fanfiction. This is about as good as I can get without having played the games... I dun have a PS2 so all the info I have on the games is from reading on the info sites crazy Dragon has been kind enough to give me and talking about it with friends. Be kind please and any advice/correction of misinformation I have on the games is perfactly welcome. CD has also been kind enough to help me on that as well. Constructive criticizem but not flames please. It's technically a crossover.. My character is like from a backwoods she ra universe.. lol Same planet/enemies anyway. Gah I miss that show... On with ficy. Let's see where this fic takes me and my victims(see 'readers.' smirk) Big thanks to Crazy Dragon for helping me with this. I OWE YOU!!! I got the title of the fic from a song that reminds me of Raziel for some reason.

INTO THE WEST

This firefight was going on forever and it seemed hopeless. Northstar held her hands on the control panel and moved her palms across the black pad that controlled it. A lasor beam hit the wing and wracked the ship. The anthropomorphic Unicorn cried out in pain as sparks snaked across the panel and burned her hands. Sheilds, obviously, were down.

She looked beside her at her beloved, a Unicorn as she was by the name of Thunder. He was letting out a battle cry as he controled the weapons, rendering asunder their enemies ships as they came at them, unfortunately they came at them in swarms.

The ship gave another violent lurch, and she fell hard against the panel, hitting her head. Blood dripped from the wound and fell on the control pad but she fought on, the ship obeying the silghtest movement of her hands. Thunder looked at her worried and started to come over to him when she flashed her eyes at him. "Stupid get back to the helm!" She snapped and his attention immediately returned to their enemies.

The battle had to be the most furious she'd ever been in in her ship, the Starfire. She was a good ship, but for this onslaught she was no match against the endless waves of lasor fire and photon charges that was the Horde. They had set a course for Earth. It was their only hope of getting within range of the Autobots, who would offer cover fire and they could only pray that the poor ship didn't burn up upon entry. Northstar transformed herself completely into a human so that she could avoid hurting her wings.

They were so close... so close. Another blaster on the upper hull of the ship, dangerously close to the cockpit. Earth's moon and salvation lay just a few dozen clicks away. Fate, as it seemed, was not smiling on them today. Another blast struck the nose of the ship. Northstar cried out in pain as she was violently hurled away form the control panel and into the far wall.

Thunder cried out and rushed to his mate's side. He checked her pulse.. No, not dead, but most of the ship's systems were out and nither of them would live much longer if somthing wasn't done about it. Out the window he could see the horde ship powering up it's main weapon and he knew that this ship was done for. Normally the only other option was surrender, but they couldn't even do that with the ship essentially dead in space and life support limited.

He now had one option... They had brought with them two stasis pods, which had their own sheilding, thicker than that they could make for the ship since the nature of the force feild generator would make it more dense. How he wished that could apply to the Starfire as well.

Hurridly he picked up his unconcious wife and ran to the cargo bay. He could practically feel the litteral death ray powering up in front of the defensless craft. Quickly he thrust her into a stasis pod and activated every system he could. Hopefully it wouldn't be too badly damaged for it's miniature propoltion systems to be operational when the craft finally landed.

All systems up and running he ejected his suspended wife into space, the stasis pod becoming an escape pod then rushed without haste to his own. Just as he knelt to get into the pod the last thing he saw before his eyes was voilently bright red, white and yellow as the ship exploded.

Space and time was contorted around the area of the blast as the Horde ship cleared away from the blast. The pod was thrust into a silvery blue hole in space, which closed as the end of it dissapeared, the accidental wormhole dissapearing without a trace or hope of locating it's sleeping passenger.