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Gofer hastily shut off the launch alert system, not wanting it to alert anyone. All was quiet as he took one last look at the escape pod shrinking into the distance.
He turned to leave, swift striding out of the launch bay to avoid any witnesses. Eve-n emerged from behind the cover, too worried to care about avoiding detection.
"Oh, no." He dashed over to the viewport hatch and looked in horror to see Wally rapidly dwarfing and disappearing into space. He tried to think, "What should I do?" She was getting farther and farther away by the second, "What should I do?!"
Eve-n looked around in desperation, his mind far too strained for quicker coherent thinking. He spotted the service airlock. That's it! He had go after her! As fast as he could move, he hastily ran back to the control panel, pressing a few buttons and auto opening the latch to the extra-vehicular survival gear. Eve-n frowned when he saw that there was nothing but bulky spacesuits. "No, no time." He began to panic. "Come on, come on, come on! Think!" His mind raced for another answer.
"Wait!" He dug back farther into the stock of E.V.A. equipment, "Ah-ha!" Flickinger Field generator gloves. Small plasma-window emitters built into a special glove that created an invisible energy shield around a person's body. It would enclose a breathable atmosphere around the wearer and allowed them to operate in the vacuum of space without a full-body suit.
He thrust one of the gloves onto his hands and activated the force field. A faint aura of energy surrounded his whole body, sealing him from the outside and equalizing itself with normal air pressure. Not wasting any time, he entered the service airlock, bypassing the depressurization sequence. Without a moment's hesitation, he manually opened the outer hatch.
He blasted out of the airlock, the escaping air catapulting him into space at high velocity. He straightened his body out as if he were diving into a pool as his nano-suit's spaceflight mode automatically activated. Hid HUD showed that the escape pod was already 20,000 meters from the Axiom and was accelerating at an alarming rate. He neurally diverted more of his suit's power to his antigravity boots, leaving a contrail of blue light in his wake.
He slowly surpassed the pod's speed, gradually gaining on it. His pursuit in her was relentless. He had to save an innocent victim.
19,500 meters, 19,000 meters, 18,000 meters…

Wally had no idea what had just happened. One second she was looking at Eve-n, holding the plant, and the next she was pinned to the pod's hatch, her high pitch scream cutting through the air as her pod sped away from the Axiom. It could've been seconds or even hours before the pod began to slow. A computerized voice filled the cabin as the pod nearly stopped altogether.
"CRUISING SPEED. YOU ARE NOW FREE TO MOVE ABOUT THE CABIN."
Two thumps sounded as Wally and the plant none too gracefully fell to the deck. She lay there for a moment confused as she tried to piece together what just happened. Grunting, she shakily heaved up half her body to see out the view port. She froze as she saw the Axiom speeding away. A small bump made her lose her grip and fall back to the floor on her elbows. She took in a sharp intake of breath at the dull pain that shot up her arms.
Elbows numb, she scrambled to her feet, looking around for what to do. Looking in the direction of the control panel, she dashed for the piloting controls. She had to get back to ship.
Wally grabbed the steering yoke, but it wouldn't bulge. She pulled harder, but still nothing. After slamming her fists down to the controls in desperation, the controls still don't respond. "Come on!" She fought frantically with the controls, but realized that Gofer must've set them to autopilot.
"Dang it!" Wally looked over all the controls, searching for something to regain steering. She had no idea how to fly this thing. The control column displayed incomprehensible amounts of useless information. No overrides, no communications, and no manual controls were displayed on the touch-sensitive panel.
A sudden alarm emitting from a device caught Wally's attention. She looked closely at it, it was an already pressed button surrounded by a red pulsating dial counting down from sixty to zero, already approaching twenty. Her expression froze in terror when the computer read it out.
"SELF-DESTRUCTION SEQUENCE ACTIVATED, T-MINUS 20 SECONDS."
She yelped, her heart beginning to pound like a jackhammer in her chest. She was going to die! She frantically pressed the button, trying to stop the sequence, but nothing happened.
"Uh, uh- computer, deactivate! Deactivate it!" That didn't change it either. In desperation, she began to press every button she saw. There had to be a way to shut it down. But all this did was launch flares, inflatable rafts, parachutes, and turn on windshield wipers. It appears that nothing can stop it. The sequence was set in motion and irreversible.
"DANGER: T-MINUS 10 SECONDS TO SELF-DESTRUCT."
Wally was beyond terrified. There was only ten seconds left till her eminent death, "Wait!" Hidden by the latch was a sign labeled 'EMERGENCY GEAR.' Underneath, attached to the wall, was a row of at least five gloves.
"10… 9… 8…" Faster than she'd ever moved before, Wally grabbed a glove from the spacewalk equipment. She hysterically slipped one onto her left hand and pressed a large button over the wrist, which she presumed was the on button. She grabbed a fire extinguisher and prepared to exit.
"…7… 6… "
"Wait! The plant!" Wally whipped around and grabbed the boot, clasping it tightly to her chest. Not bothering to put it in her bag, she dashed for the hatch with her fire extinguisher at the ready. With any luck, she could clear the blast radius in time.
"…5… 4…" Her heart dropped to her stomached as Wally realized she couldn't pry the door open. She pulled with all her might, but nothing. She banged on the hatch with the extinguisher, screaming. But she was trapped.
"…3… 2…"

4000 meters…
Eve-n's nano-suit had diverted all its circuital energy to propulsion, and his antigravity servos were beyond maximum capacity. But still he soared through space at a thousand meters per second, gaining on Wally.
3000 meters…
Hope began to build up in his chest as he got closer and closer.
2000 meters…
The pod was just within reach.
1000 meters…
He was overcome by triumph. He can save her. "Yes! Almost there!"
A flash of bright light stopped Eve-n dead in his tracks. His eyes went wide in shock as a gasp ripped from his throat.

Sorry for such a long wait. I've been studying for finals and I don't really need this done till next year, but that doesn't mean I'll slack off or anything. once exams are over I'll get back into the flow of things

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