Outlanders – Chapter 4 – Rythian's Journey
The night carried on, everlasting stars lit the skies, and the winds made trees shimmer in the vast waterless sea. The faint rays of light, from another world, made their way through a window, casting their glow on the soul, Rythian. Awakening to a new day, a new adventure… to a new life, he began getting ready to leave Meclite.
There was a slight knocking on the door before a mage walked in. "Are you ready for your departure?" He asked.
"Yes." Rythian said grabbing his bag, walking out of the room.
The mage walked Rythian through the streets to the passenger shuttle, where people were already making their way in. Rythian continued walking towards the ship after the escorting mage left. He was overwhelmed with amazement; he'd never been this close to an Enterprise ship before, and he couldn't wait to see his new home.
A few crewmembers did a head count, making sure that everyone was there. Then, as it seems the captain, started to speak, "We are leaving in ten minutes, so get everything sorted out, and be ready to leave the atmosphere." After the captain said that, everyone put their stuff away, and got into their seats.
The shuttle hummed as the engines turned on, and gradually moved up into the air. It got a little bumpy as the ship started moving forward through the atmosphere. Rythian clenched a small metal ring that was attached to a necklace; it was hollow at the center so that a gem could be placed inside. The necklace was that of his mother's, she gave it to him before he entered into the academy; he always kept it near.
"Everyone brace yourselves, we're going to warp drive." The captain said. With that, the ship went off, arriving at Minecraftia within hours. When the space shuttle stopped, everyone lunged forward, feeling some motion sickness.
'I'm glad I won't be doing that again.' Rythian thought as he unbuckled himself. He was wobbly when he first stood up, but he didn't fall. Some of the other citizens weren't as lucky, some where on the floor, while others couldn't hold their lunches.
As soon as everyone was feeling well again, people then got their belongings when the captain announced that they had landed on the planet. They all stood at the loading door, waiting to see their new world. As the cargo hold opened, everyone was blinded with sunlight, holding up a free hand to his or her eyes or turning around. Rythian got over the blindness quickly and stepped out of the ship. As he walked out, his eyes were wide and his mouth held ajar a little, taking in all the spender of this world of light. He spun around a few times, making sure to see everything. Children started running out of the ship, laughing like there's no tomorrow. The adults were just as enthusiastic, some finding a clear space to stand and let the sunshine on their faces.
"Is it like this all the time?" Rythian asked the Captain.
"From my knowledge, yes. The sun comes up every day here." The Captain replied who was standing beside Rythian at the time. He soon went off to check on the other passengers.
Rythian stood in silence as he marveled at his new home. Birds flew overhead, singing their songs to welcome the travelers; breezes brought new smells and the sounds of rustling leaves as the trees danced to silent melodies. The grass, greener then anything they've seen, covered the land like a carpet, with the bright colorful flowers that dotted the world.
"Perfect… it's all perfect." Rythian whispered wondering if he was in a dream.
After about three days of exploring the land, the Mecans started to make this planet officially their home, making a small town. Only around 40 people came from the home world, but this was only the first 'migration', others would come… eventually.
I told nearly five weeks to finish the first colony's home, but it was done, they lived here now, this was now their home. The ship left the night the town was done, leaving the Mecans to live on their own now without much help from the Meclite.
Darkness set on the town, as people were in their homes, all warm and ready to sleep. Only one stayed out though, Rythian. He was lying on a nearby hill, gazing at the stars. 'I wonder what's happening back on Meclite.' Rythian thought as he watched shooting stars pass. 'Is all well, or is something happening?' He pondered. Finally he sighed and decided not to worry anymore, for there was nothing he could do anyway. Close to splendid slumber, Rythian's eyes shot open when he heard a sound.
Screaming.
In life we wonder if we make our own destiny, or is there some force that makes it for us? But it's always a destiny that cannot be avoided and we have to make a choice, either live through it, or… hide from it our whole lives… teleporting far from it.