A Young Brothers duty

by CrossMain

What happens when a non-human joins the UNSC and tells none of his family about it and then is not able to return home for many years. Worse yet, even though he can write to his family via the use of magic, he has set in place a rule, which stops anyone he knows and himself from talking about major events that happen in their lives in their letters. This is his story.

6. Thats a star

Chapter 6:
2552/ October 2th/ 1600 hours
Everything was pitch black,but for only a few moments as the last light went though the slip space rupture, and most of the lights were broken or blown out from battle damage and power surges.
Then they exited the slip space rupture, light flooded in though the bridges windows and everyone was forced to cover their eyes
"Can someone tell me why on mother earths name my eyes are burning as if we were near a celestial body or something along those lines?"
A warrant officer takes off his jacket to cover put around his head and cover his stations screen, lowering the light around his head and console just enough so he could read his data.
"sir, i am patching myself into navigation as we speak, just give me a... oh you have got to be Fucking kidding me!"
Solar snapped his head around to look in the general direction of the warrant officers voice was coming from.
"What is it? are we in the middle of a active nebular?"
"I wish we were... We are in the Corona of a F# !ing Star and only a few hundred meters away from the surface! we are going to burn up in two minutes with the ship burning up in three!"
Solar:" get me engineering!"
The warrant officer tapped on the console a few times as he inputted commands though, however only half of them registered
"got them!"
Solar:" Engineering, can we-"
a voice yelled over the comms heated tone, and in a Scottish accent.
"No we most certainly can not captain! unless you want to blow us up that is you stupid bastard, the ship is already under enough stress as it is with all the damage it sustained and now what the hell have you gotten us into?"
Solar become infuriated by the subordinates tone and yells back, not liking the tone or the words used.
"who the hell do you think you are that gives you the right to talk back to me like that! right now i want a situation report, not you going off your head!"
the crew member on the other side reveals himself
"Its peter Stignkov, the only Bloody Scottish person on this ship with not enough alcohol stashed under his bed to deal with this crap and has a bagpipe up the arse, and is currently dealing with what you just did to the ship!"
Solar:" what happened to-"
Peter:" one of the primary circuitry consoles blew up just as we exited slip-space and he was, at the time, operating it to reroute power across the ship. He didn't survive the explosion, and as the highest ranking engineering officer and the ONI specialist who installed your damned fusion reactors and engines, I'm going to have to take over as chief engineering officer until you have time to appoint a new one which i doubt will be any time soon!"
Solar:" Look, can we open another-"
Peter:" No we most certainly can not!, i have got wires out the arse in here, i can't walk three feet before tripping or nearly having my hind cooked by live wires!"
Solar:" If we don't get out of here, we are as good as dead!"
Peter:" well we are dead if we even try to, you know those damned precious hybrid-x03 heat sinks ducts of yours that only halcyon ships installed for some bloody idiotic reason instead of getting the A-1 Coolant valves every other UNSC ship has, yea? then we would of been fine because if we had got them instead, we wouldn't just have one left cap, and I'm not mentioning that this thing has more holes in it than a Scottish bagpipe after a Irish mob beating after church!"
Solar:" Can you get the engines online at least?"
Peter:"Do we have at least 15 minutes?"
Solar bites his lip and quickly looks out to the sun.
Solar:"you have five"
Peter:"FIVE BLOODY MINUTES, BLOODY HELL YOU CRAZY BAS-" The officer cuts the comm link before the acting chief engineer causes Solar to go Darth Vader on him.
Solar just looks around his bridge for a brief moment, biting his lip and starts to walk around before stopping at his chair and tapping his hoof for a moment before making up his mind. He knew what he had to do to save the ship.
Solar:" lock the core down and prepare for another slip space rupture"

the Intercom quickly comes back on and Over the intercom Solar could hear the Scot uttering words of confusion and then starts to ramble about something before finally saying something
Peter:" now how in the bloody hell are you supposed to create a slip space rupture with the fusion cores on lock down? last time i check, you need bloody things to-"
Solar:" leave that up to me, you just lock them down and make sure they are secure as well as trying to get me any form of propulsion, Solar Out." Peter tries to Object again but is the Intercoms are turned off to quickly for him to get a word out

He Turns to the officer and tells him to lock down the intercoms so that it would filter out Peters whining from the actual useful stuff. Then Solar stares directly out the window, straight into the star. For a moment his eyes fixate onto the star, with a cold, emotionless and analytical stare, before he closes them tightly and his horn begins to create a aura around it.
The crew look around the ship, trying to see what he was doing and it took a few minutes before someone spotted what was happening outside, on the stars surface.

Crewman:"what! is that a slip space rupture... being created on the surface of the star!"
What the crewman was seeing was a result of Solar's magic at work. What he was doing was creating a slip-space rupture of his own via magic and the stars energies, and so far it was working.
The rupture was no where near as stable as a normal UNSC rupture but it would do the job.
As solar focused more and more of his arcane energies, he begins to yell out orders
Solar:" take us to the slip space rupture! Now! I'll only be able to hold it for a little while so we better be though by the time i collapse it ensign!"
The crewman was about to say something about not having anything in the way of propulsion before a part of the console lit up indicating peter had done his job instead of just complaining and had gotten the Maneuvering thrusters back online and the crewman opted to keep his mouth shut and just floor it with everything that was left, using up every ounce of power left in the ships main batterys.
Solar:" Ensign! you have 10 seconds to get us though once i fully open it, and it'll be open in about 20 seconds!"
The Ensign turned around for a second to look at the captain for assurance as well as to conform to solar that he got the message with a nod.
Ensign:" Aye sir! pushing the engines as much as i can as well as squeezing every bit of juice out of what remain in this ship!"
The ship started to rapidly descend now that they were heading down instead of resisting the stars gravitational pull on the ship
Catherine who had to take the place of an injured officer starts to read out ship status as well as the stars gravitational pull in her calm tone of voice, keeping with her demeanor.
Catherine:" The Gravity is currently at 288M/S and external hull temperature is at 2400 Celsius and rapidly climbing, internal temperatures are averaging at 45 C and are also rapidly rising, in another thirty seconds and people are going to start collapsing from heat exhaustion and die from burns in the hotter sections of the ship"
Solar:" Then Tell everyone to get to the core of the ship! it will remain cooler for longer"

The ship lurches forward as the star begins to move for some unknown reason, increasing its gravitational pull and aids in helping them get closer to Solar's magic slip space rupture but also begins to tear hull fragments off the ship and damage sections of the last light.
The ship begins to violently shake as they get close to the rupture, and it only being 10 meters off the surface of the star they had to be quick about getting in.

Ensign:" 100 meters from the rupture sir! but i don't think we are going to make it!"
Solar:" Ensign...whats your name"
Jame vilinskie:" Its James sir! James Vilinskie"
Solar:" Well James, You have 15 seconds... before i can no longer hold keep that rupture open! Slip space and magic do not work well... together in this system and trying to keep this open is... draining... me a lot faster than...normal" Solar's voice was strained throughout that sentence, a clear sign of fatigue and not only in his voice but showing in his body as well as his legs started to shake and his horn looked like it was overloading.
James:" I'll Try!" James pushes the ship forward, pushing the maneuvering thrusters to 120%, and with a blind stroke of luck, the gravity of the star increases just a little bit more as well, pulling the ship faster towards the rupture, within a few seconds of the event happening they were in the positives for time and were going to make it.
A marine on the bridge that is holding on to a chair yells out:" I Just hope we don't end up above a bloody planet! otherwise we are screwed!"
When the front of the ship hits the rupture, solar lets up and it begins to collapse. after a couple of seconds it collapses but not before the ship fully enters the rupture.

Above a planet opens the exit point of solar rupture, the ship fly's out of it at a angle with hull fragments and debris at passing it. Solar picks himself off the ground to look out the window to see the planet, then closes his eyes in frustration.
Solar:" Marine... I'm going to demote you, for jinxing us"
Marine:"I hate Irony"
Catherine:"Irony... It's a Bitch"