Out of the night, a mysterious ship filled with people from a different universe comes to Mobius. A shocked princess is intrigued by these people and decides to learn as much as she can about them. History has been changed, and she's along for the ride.
The St Augustine encountered a rare phenomenon today. We had the fortune of witnessing a supernova from a planet called Borkhovst, a Russian wildlife preserve. The star, Designated... what was it... Let me get my notes... Here it is. HD 251782+B6541* was a red supergiant star that was at the end of its life where its core had stopped the crucial fusion reaction holding the untold quadrillions of solar mass above it. The star collapsed onto itself and exploded. I was able to see it on the bridge with the Commander standing proudly, hands behind his back. According to what I've read, a supernova occurs once every century in the galaxy and is very beautiful to see. Unfortunately (or should I think the opposite), no supernovae have ever occurred within ten thousand light years of Earth.
HD 251782 - screw it, THIS STAR was over seventy thousand lightyears* away from us, meaning that when this explosion actually took place, mankind (even on Mobius) was within the Earth's icy clutches of the ice age.
The photos of the explosion were beautiful. Colors of different elements were flying in every direction. Oxygen, Gold, Carbon, it was a periodic ballet - to use a term that Tails would find entrancing.
It's odd. This is a power that can kill. The explosion itself goes without saying; it's an explosion. That's what they do. What I'm talking about is the radiation and energy given off. Any planets in the immediate vicinity of the dying star would be sterilized if not vaporized. Aliens DO exist. What if a poor race of creatures lived on one of those worlds, futily braving the fires of destruction? What if they were so close to leaving their home solar systems but were kicked into oblivion at the last second? It's a sad thought in the grand scheme of things, but I look to see how many races there are that have survived. Humans, the Sangheili, the Lyshad... that's all I can remember right now. Sorry, but I can't seem to remember the others at this time.
I've been told a similar fate will befall earth in about five billion years. The sun will eventually swell up and destroy the inner star system. It won't be a supernova, but all the same, deadly. By that time, Humanity should get well enough away from Earth.
I hope.
What if the same thing happens to Mobius? We have no friends in our skies, and we certainly have enemies. Will there be anybody to protect us if a gamma wave burst flies across the heavens? Will Mobius become another sterilized rock?
Stop thinking about it! It's an astronomical chance. Heh, astronomical. I see what I did there**.
I even got Sonic to look at it. We spent time together on the observation deck. He seemed to enjoy the colors of the aurorae borealis of the planet very much. Normally he isn't a space guy, but he seemed to lighten up as we continued our orbit around the planet. We had a romantic evening, complete with a special dinner from the ship's cook. His name was Ronaldo, and he was an excellent chef, worthy of any five-star restaurant. I wonder how he found himself on a frigate in middle of nowhere.
Nearly a month on this ship and I feel like I know everyone. I know the ensigns, Courtney Yelts and Ichabod Olsen, who like to go on a stroll of Deck 9 when they're off duty every other day; Commander Goldberg likes to play Solitaire, and Tech Major Positano, who has a habit of humming along with the fusion manifolds. He also likes the color pink.
I don't judge.
Sonic's adjusting to ship life, but now Amy's suffering from Cabin fever! She wanted a livelier atmosphere and asked me if we could head back to Earth. I explained to her yesterday that we were about five hundred light years from Earth. It would take a few days to get back. Needless to say, she wasn't happy. I consulted the charts and I found a planet in another civilization that we could check out. They're called the Alydes! There's another one!
Alydes are a curious race that have adapted to low light worlds and are extremely picky on where they live. I think it seems like a neat place to visit. Sonic disagrees. I argued that if he didn't like it, he could stay on the ship and play Solitaire with Commander Goldberg.
I got him moving. He's as fast as his reputation makes him out to be.
While I'm not quite getting the space crazies, I am missing Mobius. I talk to Mom and Dad often, and sometimes Christopher and Knuckles back on Earth, but I'm all alone in this big bad part of the universe. I've checked the areas all around us. There are no ships besides us in ten light years. Just to clarify how large ONE light year is, let's say Mobius is the size of a pea. A light year would be somewhere about the orbit of Saturn! These are terms we can understand! Magnify it, and you'll have a pretty large distance!
Commander Goldberg says that we're due for a crew rotation in two weeks at Arcturus. We can head there; get some shore leave, give Sonic a place to run around, and get some more knowledge of the place. Oh, and while we're on the subject of Shore Leave, Amy has been obtaining 'souvenirs' on every civilized planet we go to. Last week, we brought aboard two ornate ball dresses that would calculate to around two thousand Mobian Dollars! Two weeks ago, she bought three pairs of shoes made with a unique material on a planet called Orpheus. I'm afraid of what she'll see when we get to Arcturus.
I have all the nerve to leave her there! A tramp freighter and can pick her up and they can…!
Sorry. Had to restrain myself for a minute. I'm a princess, not a banker***. I can't keep allowing her to do this. This is a military vessel, not a personal walk-in closet. There are rules and regulations. I want to enforce them. The next time she brings on a robe, I will kindly ask her to place it in the cargo hold. The buck stops here. I don't have much of them left.
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* This star does not exist
**Gratuitous meme injection FTW
***This is a reference to Doctor Leonard McCoy's trademark 'I'm a Doctor, not a/an X' joke. These are scattered through my series.
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