Feelings of terror, dread, horror, and the sensation of being thrown in a enclosed room hitting many parts of a wall. There was no screaming coming from any of them. The screaming was only coming from the ship itself in the horrific crash. Some of the wall panels stood out against the surface that hurt if only for a moment. If only for a second. The dark grew lighter until it were a shade of yellow and pink that fit together quite as though under a yellow blanket.
Zian's eyes fully opened and saw there were stacks of wood from above his head.
"May . . ."
Zian's body felt sore all over.
"Zian!"
Zian looked toward the source of the voice.
"May!" Zian grew a wide, large smile at May's alive appearance while leaned against the wall with a arm in a sling. "You made it!"
"No thanks to Tee Gar," May said. "Had to amputate a leg, sadly."
"You're alive!" Lilly's voice came from across.
Zian looked over spotting Lilly was in a makeshift recliner with a protective fabric wrapped around her head. She wore a big grin in light of her wound. There was stains coming from the side of the wrapping that had a series of large oval rocks wedged from within the fabric while itself was inside white fluffy balls. They seemed to have been recently added as the blood was still red not dark red. Her infectious grin made a grin appear on Zian's face.
"Lilly!" Ziam cried.
"It's good to see you," Lilly said.
"What about Tusk and Obsto?" Zian asked.
"Tusk hasn't woke up, yet," Lilly said, her eyes wandered toward the back. "Obsto. . ."
"Where is Obsto?" Zian asked.
"He is behind you," May said.
"He lost both of his legs," Lilly said. "I don't think he is going to ever walk if we stay here."
"Oh no," Zian said. "Does he know?"
"Obsto is still recovering," May shook his head.
"And the doctor?" Zian asked.
"He is not a doctor," Lilly said. "A child."
"A child!" Zian repeated. "Did all of this. Alone?"
"That it appears," May said. "He hasn't returned quite yet nor has his grandfather. His grandfather did most of the tending, I think."
"No, he didn't," Lilly said. "That was Tee Gar."
"Tee Gar?" The sound of May's heart breaking was loud and clear. "I . . . I. . . I thought that he had help."
"He didn't," Lilly said.
Zian looked over at the sound of a panel being moved as did the rest of the the recovering blue team one. Their eyes watched a older figure come down the stairs then come to a halt at the end of the stair case. Loki came down from beside his grandfather. Balu's sun hat was hidden behind his back being kept attached around his neck by connected aging rope that had seen better days
"Ek," Balu said. Hello. "Balu Sum," he pointed toward himself. "Dejurn." Patting his hand on his chest.
"I think that means friend," Zian said.
"Space Academy?" May asked. "Have they came down to the planet, yet?"
Balu stepped forward with a puzzled facial expression.
"Space Academy?" Balu repeated. "Vahrn ez deanne?" What is that?
"Sky," May pointed up. "House," he placed his hand on the side of the wall. "Sky house."
"Sky house?" Tee Gar repeated. "Monu navul nakajan?" he pointed around the home. You mean home?
"Sky nakajan," May said with a slight nod.
"Bajaka niva en naba wuaz!" Balu said, his eyes had grown big. They live in the stars! Balu turned toward Loki. "Uvue duve zo dezh bajakam!" We have to help them.
"Murve nab ve dezh?" Tee Gar asked. How can we help?
"Well. . ." May said. "In order to send the galactic distress signal, we need a power source strong enough to send the signal out. This is the only way that the consoles are ever going to work."
May pointed toward the machines that were tucked in the back of the room then the two went over toward the machines. They shared puzzled looks with each other then pressed buttons at random and there was no sound that came from them. Balu knelt down beside the machine then picked up a long cord with dangling prongs then he looked in the direction of the cadets.
"Tiager," Balu said. "Ve vuree ozuke." We need power. His eyes met his grandson's. "Nopa oz ey." Lots of it.
A light flickered on from Tee Gar's eyes.