The ship was approaching fast, so P3R1 reformatted its right arm into blaster form, charged a shot, and fired. It ripped through the hull, just behind the thumb, making a clear opening to get in. Even before it entered, it could hear the alarm sirens wailing. It seems they weren't expecting visitors. P3R1 rushed through cramped rooms and corridors, realising as it ran what it was doing. It was going against its masters, it was rebelling, but why? Why was it deciding to save the planet? P3R1 didn't know, and decided it could figure it out after the task was completed, so it kept running. It kept running until it reached the bridge. It was circular, a captain's seat in the middle, and three spots for other crew around the circle. All spots were filled with shady creatures. All of them got up from their seats, shocked at the sight of the rogue robot. After the moment, they reached for weapons, and P3R1 struck. It went for the closest crew member, slamming the end of the blaster into their back and firing. It noticed second crew member behind it, so it configured its left hand into a touch screen, with a high density, like a makeshift shield. It raised its left arm and block the incoming hit with a taser, of sorts, meant for decommissioning robots. P3R1 spun, and smacked the second crewmember in the face with its right arm, sending them flying across the room. It was about to advance, when a bright yellow bolt of energy tore through the robot's right foot.

P3R1 fell to one knee, and assessed the damages for a moment, but clicked back to reality, and dodged another shot meant for its head. It looked up and analysed the third crew member, holding a kind of rifle, looking scared for its life. P3R1 bolted forward, charged a shot, raised its arm, and fired, at the second crew member, who was trying to get up against the front of the bridge. The shot wiped the terrified look from its face, along with the rest of its head. The third crew member fired again, this time the blast was blocked by the screen on P3R1's left hand. However, the screen wasn't designed for blocking energy attacks, and couldn't cope. Two of the fingers exploded, and the screen faded. P3R1 charged another shot, feigned an aim at the crew member, the hit them over the head with its left bulky hand. It fell to the floor and didn't get up. It was about to finish it off when an electrified whip wrapped around its neck. It felt a pull, then it was thrown across the room, smashing into the wall behind the captains' chair.

It took a moment for P3R1 to get up, and assess the damages. Its right foot was wrecked, its left hand was missing two fingers, and the whip had crushed its neck slightly. If this fight continued, P3R1 calculated that it wouldn't win. It dashed left, avoiding a swing from the whip, and charged a shot. It aimed and fired. The captain skilfully dodged, and the shot hit a set of controls that one of the crew had been using. It fizzed, popped, and crackled. The ship veered forward, over the town, until it was positioned over the hill at the end. As the controls kept deteriorating, the malfunctions of the ship got worse, until suddenly, the alarm died, the warning lights died, all the electronics of the ship powered down, including the engines.

P3R1 felt the ship begin to fall from the sky, and decided it was time to leave, so it threw itself to the door it came in though, and started the journey to the entry spot, leaving the captain flailing in the bridge. It moved through hallways and rooms, till it found the hole. It was burning quite furiously; the green robot could barely see the outside world. It calculated the chance of getting out without permanent damage. Frowning at the odds, it turned away, and tried to think of another way out. The image of the cramped room that it first came online for the Earth mission came into its mind. It rendered the course, and began moving.

The ship was getting closer to the ground now, P3R1 calculated a chance of surviving the fall while in the ship as lower than it was comfortable with taking. It reached the room, still just as dark as it had ever been. P3R1 found the closed hatch that was once covered by the landing pod, and began to try to pry it open with its fingers. With the loss of two of them, the fingers could only just get it open, and the wind blasted through the hatch. Without a second thought, P3R1 jumped through the hatch, but slammed the front of its head against the hull. Something was holding its left leg inside the ship. P3R1 felt itself being pulled back inside, so it grasped any part of the hull that it could to keep itself outside. It felt whatever was pulling it release its grip, and the green robot shot out of the hatch, and into the roaring winds. It looked back, and saw the captain reaching out for P3R1, as the ship kept falling. It looked down, at the hill below it, racing to meet it. It decided it could think of what had just happened when it was safely not plummeting to its doom, so it set both hands to helicopter formation, and attempted to slow down. What it found instead, was that the fingers were no longer around, it didn't have enough power to keep them powered and useable. How was that possible, unless…

A system analysis determined that the power core, the green, triangular, glowing vital system on P3R1's forehead, had been cracked ever since it hit it against the ship's hull, but an error message failed to appear, due to another error. The green robot cursed, and tried to figure out a way to slow down before it hit the ground. After five agonising minutes, and over half the distance to the ground covered, it concluded that there was nothing that could be done. No systems could be starved of power to get the fingers back, or P3R1 wouldn't be able to function at a high enough standard to save itself. There was nothing around to help reduce speed. There was no hope. It calculated that due to its current damaged state, it would most certainly expire when it hit the ground. P3R1 thought about that girl that sacrificed herself. If only I'd talked to her, the robot thought, as it hit the ground.

(So, another chapter down, but this is not the end, not yet. Stay tuned, for the fight is far from over.)