Loud explosions rang through the atmosphere of Satellite. Raging fires licked at the walls. Glass shattered. There wouldn't be much hope for the inhabitants, unless someone went to Samesina. That, King Ayn had said, was the source of the attack.
"Quickly! Sean, my son, come here!" King Ayn shouted. Prince Sean came running over. He was a brash, confident and slightly stony individual, but he showed some compassion, even if it was rare. He had bright viridian green hair that reached halfway down his back, which was tied into a ponytail. He was wearing a purple vest, a pair of plum-coloured pants, and a pair of shiny black boots. He had a white cloak clipped around his shoulders. A sword was jammed into his belt.
"Yeah, what is it this time, Dad?" Sean asked rudely. He was a prince, yet he acted in a very unprincely manner. Ayn looked at him sternly.
"Drop the attitude, my son! We are under attack! You have to go to Samesina and find out what's going on!" he said, panicking. Sean fiddled with his ponytail.
"Gee, if you want something done, go and do it yourself! I've got better things to do. Stop treating me like an errand boy." Sean snapped, his right hand closing on the hilt of his sword.
"Listen to me! Satellite is under attack! Look, take Mieu and Wren with you, and get out of here!" Ayn yelled, just as another explosion resonated through the hallway. Sean folded his arms and looked cross as Mieu and Wren came out from a little room to the side.
"I can do it myself. I don't need robots following me everywhere." Sean hissed, much to the disgust of Mieu and Wren, for they were cyborgs, not robots.
"Don't argue with your father," Queen Thea said sternly, "because it's only a matter of time before Satellite is destroyed! Sean, my dear son, you must save yourself!" Sean sighed, and just as he was about to argue, Lyle came strutting out of his quarters. Sure, he was in his mid-forties, but he still had bags of energy. His hair was still as bright green and wayward as ever, and his style and taste of clothing hadn't changed one bit. Basically, he was still the same old Lyle he was eighteen years ago.
"Yeah, lovely day on Satellite today! The forecast is explosions, followed by fire and light dust showers." Lyle joked. Ayn stood up and brushed his cloak behind him.
"Oh, please, do be quiet, Lyle! This is no time for fun and games! You, along with Sean, Mieu and Wren, have got to get out of here!" he said. Lyle shuffled slightly.
"I only just got up, Ayn. So, if Satellite's going to get destroyed, where are you going to go?" Lyle grumbled. Ayn sat back down on his throne.
"I can't bear to leave this place. I and Thea will stay here. You go." he said. For a brief moment, a look of concern washed over Sean's face. Even if he didn't like his parents much, he couldn't stand the fact that they wanted to stay here and die in the imminent explosion, if one was even going to happen.
"Dad, you can't! Are you crazy? You could be killed!" Sean snapped, just as a rumble and a loud bang opened a crack in the floor. It separated Ayn and Thea from Sean, Lyle, Mieu and Wren.
"Just go! We'll find another way!" Ayn yelled over another deafening explosion. Sean was about to leap over the crack, save his parents and leap back again, but Wren stopped him.
"They're my parents, you stupid robot! I can't just leave them here, even if I don't like them!" Sean snapped, trying to wriggle free of Wren's grasp.
"You won't be able to rescue them now. Look!" Wren said, pointing at the crack. It had widened so much that Sean would never even make it halfway, even with the biggest leap he could manage. The cyborg then ushered Sean away from the crack and down the stairs, where Mieu and Lyle were waiting.
"Don't look back! Don't even slow down! Just run for your lives!" Mieu shouted as the ground behind them buckled and cracked, and explosions made the walls crash down. Walls of erupting, crackling flame slowed their progress, but never enough to send them into the arms of oblivion.
"Look, there it is! The spaceship! Come on, let's RUN!" Lyle yelled, pointing at the spaceship. The explosions were becoming more frequent, the damage more devastating. The remains of the walls were covered in searing hot flames, and the last of the solid ground was covered in cracks. Mieu and Wren finally made it onto the spaceship, and so did Lyle, but Sean was lagging behind!
"Where is Sean?" Mieu asked. Wren pointed to a figure in the distance, trapped between a wall of flame and a very steep drop.
"Come on, Sean! Hurry!" Wren shouted as loud as he could, but there was no reply.
Meanwhile, Sean had been trying to figure a way out of his predicament. There was a wall of searing flame in front of him, and a very long vertical drop behind him. He couldn't go to the left, as there was no floor. He couldn't go to the right, because the blazing inferno of flame prevented him from doing so. He was well and truly trapped. Unless...
"I'll save you!" Lyle yelled. He shot a beam of blue light from his staff, and it quelled the flames in front of Sean just long enough to allow the prince to effect his escape. They made it onto the spaceship, and Lyle quickly started the engines and took off. The spaceship had just about cleared Satellite's atmosphere when a massively devastating explosion startled everyone inside the ship.
"Satellite... it's completely obliterated!" Mieu said. It was true. Satellite had been reduced to a pile of rocks and floating space dust. The wave of the explosion was still travelling, however, and it caught the little spaceship, causing its engines to splutter and die. It pushed the ship nearer to Samesina, which was where they were headed.
"That huge explosion's just messed up the engines! I can't get them started again!" Lyle panicked as the gravitational pull of Samesina sent the spaceship hurtling down. As it entered the atmosphere, the ship started to burn up.
"This is the end! We're all toast!" Sean shouted. There was a loud resounding thud and the crumple of metal against hard ground.
The spaceship had crashed.