"Which one of you turns on the drill?" Don asked, annoyed moving the stick underneath the seat so that it returned to the position that he had it in.
Don looked up to see a dark, intimidating starship ahead and his eyes grew big.
It was at that moment that Don realized that he should have taken his laser pistol. In the next moment there was another realization made. There was a wreckage flying away from what seemed to be a mirror of Priplanus. The wave of wreckage seemed to be big enough to cause damage. Don turned the Space Drill around then dived out of the way from the wreckage. The wreckage struck the starship leaving hard, long embedded scars into the hull accompanied by sparks erupting from circuits. Don rested underneath the starship watching the wreckage flying down toward the planet. The event had already occurred. Ten thousand people and cadets were dead including one out of time stowaway.
He looked over to see that across began to appear gigantic spaceships and some that were small neatly laid in a line. There could have been easily more than one thousand of them coming out of the void. Don turned the spaceship sideways underneath the starship then flew toward the dark gray underbelly. The vulnerable place to a starship was always where the engines were: the underside. A place that would hurt badly. Don was going to die but it wasn't going to be being planet side. He took out the ear bud.
"Space Drill to Jupiter 2," Don's voice came over the intercom.
"Jupiter 2 here," Judy said, picking up the receiver. "What is the matter?"
"It happened," Don said.
"What happened," Judy asked.
"The Academy is gone," Don said.
Judy paused, her grip on the receiver, remaining frozen.
"All of it?" Judy was able to asked, disheartened.
There was a pause.
"All of it," Don said. "It happened so fast."
Judy looked out the window to see the prominent shapes.
"Don. . ." Judy said, hearing static from the other side. "Don? Don! Don!"
The other members of the family were gathered in front of the Jupiter 2 appearing to be increasingly worried about the gathering spaceships in orbit. She placed the item onto the hook then ran out. They were getting closer and closer to the human eye that it became apparent that they were not birds. Judy ran out to the Jupiter 2 coming to her parent's side. Their eyes were stuck on the sky. Maureen placed a hand on her daughter's shoulder stepping back from the view. Will had a look of awe on his face staring out into the sky. Penny was holding on to Debbie in her arms.
"Everyone, inside the Jupiter," John said. "Now!"
The Robinsons left the hydroponic gear behind. The door to the hatch closed, and the window barrier fell down. The Robinsons went down to the lower decks leaving it abandoned. The Robot remained on the bridge that turned to black except for his head lights. If robots could feel then he was feeling very worried about this situation.
"It happened so fast," Don said.
There was no reply from Judy.
Only silence came out of the receiving end followed by different hailing and static.
Don took out the ear bud and moved it into the small console based cubby. His eyes were focused on the layered underside. His grip on the joy stick had relaxed to a fair point that it wasn't going on fuel. There was nothing being felt under his skin. It was a completely numbing feeling just to know people had died before they could be helped. It was strange to even contemplate being somewhere that did not have Smith's finger prints over it when it came to being a problem. The numbing feeling was replaced by rage. A desire to hit something hard and repeatedly until there was nothing left behind.
"And it will be a fast one for him," Don said to himself. "Won't even know that he is dead before being roasted in hell."
Don jerked the joy stick forward heading toward the underside.
The first moment the drill made contact with the metal, it began to spin creating a tunnel for Don to travel through.