Night on Jakku was pretty much like one would expect of such a dry and hostile desert planet, shivering cold which contrasted with the scorching heat of the day. It was kind of pleasant given how unforgiving the day heat go, at least Kyle thought so as he creeped through the junkyards of the Niima outpost, careful to not draw any attention as the infamous militiamen of the local constable patrolled the empty tarp stands and derelict buildings, looking for stragglers who would attempt to break into the space port. Kyle for his part didn't intend to break into the port but rather into the concession stand of Unkar Plutt, the long hated big shot of Jakku who just happened to possibly have the pieces needed for Kyle and his newly found partner in crime, Polina. That mysterious little girl who seemed to have a knack for conniving, in most circumstances Kyle would question such but he didn't have the luxury of picking allies at this moment.
Sneaking past the militia was not hard by any means, an easy enough job compared with other situations Kyle had found himself at such as when infiltrating the Doomgiver. He still couldn't quite believe there was no Galactic Alliance, no New Republic, and by all accounts no Jedi Order, this world was either truly secluded from the galaxy or something very wrong had happened, Kyle didn't know what to make of the whole thing. The Jedi battlemaster couldn't stop to ponder, that was more Luke's style and he was definitely no Skywalker, the main goal was to get the pieces, get out of this sand heap and then see what the situation truly was like.
As he approached the concession stand he could hear faint conversation close in, two militia members stood guard at the entrance of the stand.
"Um vizbir, wez fulat?" One guard said as if questioning the other.
"Chezula waztula, Mando kaz zier…" The other replied. Their language was a strange one but not one Kyle hadn't heard before, judging by their appearance with the large hats, slit yellow eyes, slim tall figures and the way their voice sounded somewhat deep due to respirators he assessed they were Kyuzo's most likely, though the language was not one that he was in any way fluent or even knowledgeable about. You spend years traveling the galaxy yet can't be bothered to learn more than basic and a few miscellaneous tongues, droidspeak at least was useful, Kyle thought.
After waiting behind a pile of crates for the guards to leave Kyle continued to sneak through the darkness of night and moved closer to the stand, he inspected its perimeter. It would seem rather frail and easy to break into at first glance but from what Polina had told him the cargo crawler turned blockhouse had a sturdy security system which made breaking into the stand near impossible, even touching the structure could activate it. Kyle was careful as he circled the blockhouse and found several peculiarities, when looking at the stand from an angle he could make note of a subtle rift at the perimeter, you could make it only slightly but it was easy to spot at an angle with the moon's light which peaked through the top tarps surrounding the stand. The rift was of a bluish tint and transparent to the stand's darkened and rusty exterior indicative of shielding not unlike those used in starships.
"Ah I see… motion deflection shield wall, impressive," Kyle murmured to himself as he scratched his chin, conjuring up ways to somehow bypass this security system.
Usually these systems relied on either a power terminal activated from somewhere nearby, or it could use a system reliant on a user's code, voice, or other kind of personalized input. Either way Kyle at least knew what he was up to and as such he began to look for whatever cable or any indication of where the wall's power was coming from. It didn't take him long to find one which led to a tower connected at the gate separating the outer junk village from the bay three platforms. If he acted fast enough he could possibly deactivate the wall without drawing any attention, get into the stand and find the parts and be gone before anyone noticed.
"Easy enough," the Jedi said as he made his way towards the tower, he avoided the various searchlights around the perimeter fence. Their patterns were easy to break through as he moved quietly and closer to the tower, he looked up and noticed one of the militia members standing guard at the very top, Kyle readied himself to leap up but found himself coming down with a deep headache followed by a nauseating sensation within his body. He wasn't sure what to make of this but he nonetheless committed as he jumped up using the force to exert himself and as he rose up he came into view of the guard whom he simply pushed back with the force causing the Kyuzo guard to drop back onto the rails of the tower. As the guard regained his composure he got ready for a fight but suddenly found himself stopped midway by a manifestation outside of his understanding.
"You will deactivate the shield wall," a soft voice compelled him, the guard could do little more than acquiesce as with a mere touch on his wrist pad the terminal powering up the concession stand's security system shut off.
"You feel tired, take a rest…" with those words the guard fell into a deep sleep, dropping down onto the floor of the watchtower.
As he stopped making use of the force Kyle let out a tired groan as he looked over to the stand, he felt exhausted for reasons unknown, as if his body would give up on him and the force felt anomalous and even hostile to him. He couldn't stop to make any note of it as he knew it was a matter of time before the other guards notice something was off, regardless he knew the force around him seemed disturbed. Making his way down from the tower the Jedi battlemaster made his way back to the stand, taking a handful of sand from the ground he tossed it at the structure and found that the shield wall was indeed deactivated. Cutting through the long depleted armored steel wall was no problem and Kyle found himself inside a true treasure trove of parts, loads of them all neatly stacked within racks and carts of various sizes. Kyle couldn't hold a chuckle as he quickly began to look for the parts needed for the U-Wing, that ship's design still perplexed him and so did the Alliance's emblem. Polina had mentione that many ships of the Alliance had fallen during the battle with Imperial forces here long ago, Kyle just couldn't recall such a thing ever happening during the galactic civil war, at least not in a planet such as this one. He still felt that weakening sensation but he knew he had to power through it.
"Stabilizing coils… Cyclers… Come on where are you," Kyle murmured as he looked through the racks and storage crates, nothing but useless parts ranging from a crate full of microvalves, band limiters, and even some power capacitors, though those seemed to have run out of charge.
"Lots of useless stuff here, so much for this being easy pickings…" Kyle scoffed as he set his hands on his waist, thinking of what to do. He tried to breath, tried to feel the force around him but all he could sense was a nauseating affliction, it was like his connection to the force was not cut off but more so confused and chaotic. It made him drown in a cold sweat as he struggled to think clearly, frustration started to turn into a sense of dread followed by anger as Kyle slammed his boot onto a crate, then a second one and then an entire rack, the sudden impact made the rack fall apart as an entire portion of the wall within the stand broke down and unveiled a hidden stash of more components, it seemed the so called Unkhar was smart enough to hide the more valuable pieces away from prying eyes.
"Jackpot," Kyle said excitedly as he hurried to move the broken rack out of the way and began scrounging among the hidden cabinets, this truly was the treasure trove. Shield boosters, ion dispensers, even some components which Kyle didn't know much about. What truly did catch his eye was a rack with several coils and modules, he approached and looked through each one, it was difficult to tell which was the adequate one for a U-Wing.
"Alright, if what she said is true then Incom must've designed that ship," that made finding something compatible a bit simpler but still, he was completely barren of knowledge on the U-Wing.
"This one will have to do," he said as he picked a piece shaped like a ring the size of a hand and set it inside a small burlap, it was smaller than the space for the stabilizing coil back at the ship's reactor core but it would have to do.
Next was finding the energy cycler, and finding it was not the hard part as there was a small glass container on the wall with several of them as Kyle noticed, but the problem was that they were noticeably strapped to an alarm system, Kyle could see the infrared motion detectors within the container, getting any cycler out would not be easy.
"Just as I thought this place's security was not that good…" the Jedi approached the container and inspected it carefully, one wrong move, even touching it could trigger the alarm system as any movement within would be detected. He had to be careful but he had some idea of what to do.
"Alright steady," Kyle reached out with his hand, the despite his shaky connection with the force he concentrated enough to lift the container carefully. The action took quite a toll on him but he knew he had to endure it if he wanted to escape this planet. Letting out a breath as he managed to keep the object stable enough he took the wrapped up coil with one hand and kept the container floating with the other. It was a pain on his body to keep it up for so long but again he reminded himself of what was at stake.
Exiting the hidden storage room and the stand proved little challenge for Kyle despite the tight space, though the pain he felt deep within didn't subside he knew he could hold it off until getting to Polina. He took careful steps on the sand, engaging in a slow but ever so constant walk leading back to the wrecked U-Wing, little by little the Jedi made his way towards his destination. The cunning plan would go without a hitch as Kyle made his slow progress back to the ship, it would seem as if it had been too easy. And it would've been had it not been for the sudden reappearance of the two Kyuozo's who had stood guard at the stand beforehand. The two had come from right across a corner of a shop and into the way of the would-be thief, the rigged container still hovering above his hand.
The two guards and the Jedi locked stares for what seemed like an eternity, the former needing time to process what was unfolding before their eyes and the latter gulping nervously while trying to keep a balanced hold on the object in his grasp.
"So… I guess you two can't just forget this happened right?" Kyle asked with a slight uncomfortable smirk.
The two guards looked at each other then at Kyle and subsequently raised their blasters aiming them at the Jedi, the two began to bark orders that though in a language that was unknown to him, Kyle could put two and two together.
"Hey listen, we can work som-" Kyle was cut off by a guard advancing onto him and continuing to issue commands at Kyle, which he could not quite understand.
Kyle knew he had to think of something fast, "Alright at least let m-" a guard suddenly shot at the ground, an obvious warning sign for Kyle not to move. It was now or never, all other guards would've heard that and he was exposed either way, Kyle knew he had to act.
"Fine, fine," Kyle said while slowly letting the sack with the stabilizer down, the pain of holding the container began to take a bigger effect as he could feel the cold sweat on his brow, his bones trembling and his mind engulfed in a pain of indescribable proportions, he had not experienced something like this since perhaps retaking his force connection at the Valley of the Jedi and even that was tame compared to what he felt now. He couldn't keep it up anymore, he had to act and he had to do it fast or both him and Polina would never get out of this planet.
"Zizeana Zo Wi-" Before the guard could even finish his command he only caught a glimpse of an object headed right at his head, the second guard approaching was surprised but nonetheless fired his blaster at the thief but to no avail as Kyle lunged forward and rolled away into cover, the security container having been the object he had force thrown at the first guard. The remaining Kyuzo kept his weapon fixed onto the Jedi's hideaway as he continued to fire sporadically in hopes to keep the stranger in cover, little did he know that within the security box laying now on the floor the infrared detectors had triggered and with a slight delay the box blew into a blaring somewhat ear drumming alarm which caught the guard unprepared as he felt his ears ring with the piercing sound of the alarm system.
This was Kyle's chance as he acted fast, igniting his saber and vaulting over cover he sprinted towards the stuttered guard and kicked him out of his way before quickly slicing the box containing the energy cyclers. The cyclers dropped at the sandy ground and Kyle wasted no time as he took a hold of one of them and forced pulled the sack with the coil back to him, it was time to scram. Guards began to inundate the entire outpost as sleeping scavengers and other locals looked in confusion of what was unfolding.
The Jedi ran as fast as he could, each step sinking him slightly into the sand but nonetheless he kept a brisk pace while guards crawled all over the outpost, at every corner there was two or more with their flashlights and blasters ready to kill. Kyle knew there was only once chance out and he could not possibly take on the entire militia, at least he didn't think it was something he could do without putting innocents in danger.
"Sithspit, this Jedi code often feels like it's more harm than good," Kyle expressed in annoyance as he sprinted past tents, workshops and other parts of the outpost hurriedly towards the junkyard of Polina. He could feel how more and more guards were pilling up behind him, following his tracks as he had made no effort to make his exit discreet.
Unkar Plutt couldn't help but laugh, offering New Republic credits had to have been some kind of joke, of bad taste but a funny one nonetheless upon reminiscing. To see such a level of tomfoolery made him a tingling within his bloated self that caused him to crackle as he inspected a binary motivator, probably the only half decent item he'd collected throughout the day.
"With some tweaking it could work on a star speeder, for perhaps 30 rotations," he chuckled while taking a hold of a meiloorun fruit and bitting a large chunk of it, contrary to all others in the outpost the blobfish was doing quite well for himself selling scavenged parts for more than they were worth, all while just having to give away lowly rations. Indeed Plutt made a good living for himself despite the oddness here and there, though he still couldn't help but sulk at how it all had nearly come crashing down due to that wretched girl and the stromtrooper.
It was then that Plutt's reminiscing was cut short by a banging on his door followed by a ringing at his nearby terminal. It would seem that the alarm system of his stand had activated.
"Blasted thieving vermin, they never learn!" the bubblering alien groaned as he had to push himself from his hover chair and towards the door, the Crolute opened up the door to find one of the Nimaa constable Zuvio standing tall right at the front.
The constable only had a second of a glance to see within Plutt's precinct, a large tank filled with some kind of blue substance could be made out in the dark, as could hundreds of pieces of scrap and other ship components adorning the walls. Fur matts of different types adorned the floors as did a collection of rare trinkets and other valuables within a tabletop at the far end of the room, signs that Unkar was not in dire needs of funds if he could afford to let such things as beskar ore and Nabooian marble sit around collecting dust. Despite the seemingly decrepit state of the place from the outside it was ten times better than anything anyone else could ever dream of in such a place like Jakku, Zuvio couldn't deny he sometimes felt the urge to riddle the blobfish with blaster holes and just take the place for himself, it wasn't as if he'd be missed.
"SO, who is it!" Plutt screamed out, making Zuvio refocus back on the situation.
"Ezzuto zazesu kaza" The constable stated coldly.
"I know that very well already, I want his head on a plate!" Plutt screamed out in a rage.
The time was here, everything was ready, at least most of it was. The foils were fitted with new plating, the controls oiled and recently changed from parts of an X-Wing, and the sealing was functional, at least she hoped as much. What was more of a wildcard was the quad engines, if at least two of them worked they'd theoretically be able to at least fly out of here, but that was already a big if. She had high hopes regardless that this would work, it had to work otherwise she knew the fate of those that stole from Unkar. For 5 years she had been working on this, five long years that seemed like an eternity after countless days of scouring through ships, reading manuals and having to rely on pure speculation and a lack of two vital parts which were the ultimate blockades to her escape.
And yet a new hope had fallen from the sky, quite literally, Kyle was either truly who he said he was and he'd be the key to their escape or perhaps he'd get them killed. Either way was better than wasting away further in this hell hole for any longer. She had lost too much, too many people to not go through with it. She inhaled deeply as she felt her heart race, it was one thing to wish for something for so long and then another entirely to finally be at the gates of it as one could feel the fear within making them question if they truly wanted to go through with it.
"Polina!" The voice of the Jedi rang out, "Polina let's go!"
The little girl didn't have the time to look back anymore, she realized fast this was it and there was no more going back. She turned from the pilot seat to find Kyle frantically entering the gunship, frantically looking behind him as if he was bringing with him the entire Nimaa militia. And that was exactly what he had done.
"Didn't you say you'd be quiet?!" Polina said with frustration.
"Look I said I'd get the part as quietly as I could, now quit yapping and give me a hand here!" Kyle said with a hurried voice as he opened up the reactor block of the ship. Polina meanwhile hurried up to get the ship ready to take off.
The reactor core of the U-Wing was not unlike that of other ships Kyle had seen in his lifetime, certainly didn't have the top notch modularity of the Moldy Crow or the more refined engineers of the Raven's Claw but it was something still serviceable. He first introduced the stabilizing coil into the adjacent cog right at the middle section of the core, though smaller than the original piece it still fitted well into the mesh.
"Alright, energy cycler, the most important part…" Kyle said under his breath as he took a hold of the part, inspecting it quickly he looked around inside the core compartment, the core's emitter on but it needed the new cycler in order to power up the entire ship but to do so he'd have to be fast, too slow and the entire thing could blow up from an short circuit. He felt the cold sweat drip down his brow as he readied himself to take the old cycler out and had the fresh one at the ready, he took a breath.
"Kyle, you done back there!?" Polina asked with concern, she could see the lights of the incoming guards fast approach, she herself began to break a sweat of nervousness and fear as it seemed that doom was approaching.
"KYLE!" She sounded off even more worried.
"Do it now!" The Jedi clapped back as Polina didn't hesitate to press on the activation handle and start up the ship.
Suddenly a few sparks flew out as Kyle had just barely switched the cyclers, the main core spinned up and though at first seemed unstable it quickly began to transmit a steady flow of energy. The entire thing gave Kyle a sigh of relief as the ship turned on, the lights of the cabin turned on as the engines began revving and expunged dust and sand from within as the pink ion energy began to emit from them. Kyle couldn't hold but smile.
Polina was ecstatic, she finally felt the years of hard work be worth the entire thing as the U-Wing slowly began to ascend from the grounds of Jakku. From afar the suns of the desert planet began to unfold across the horizon and for the first time Polina could see it all from up top, at least higher than she'd ever been able to be.
Kyle for his part began to make his way to the front but suddenly he felt the urge to stop as a blaster bolt lande right at the ceiling missing his head by a few inches. He looked down and could see dozens of guards, their blasters aimed at the ship, they then began firing volleys of blaster fire at the run-down Alliance gunship. Kyle hurried to close down the side door as he fast approached the cockpit.
"Alright kid, time to get out of this dump of a planet," he said as he took a hold of the controls, he was unsure how to properly work them all at first but it was time for him to relearn Incom controls fast. The hyperdrive computer seemed to be almost in pristine condition, weird considering how used up the rest of the ship looked like. The two S-foils which had initially been positioned in a forward manner suddenly began to retract back, in a wing like position which Kyle was completely bedazzled at how to bring back to configuration, if that was even how it was meant to be.
"You gonna get us out or not!?" Polina's voice rang out, breaking Kyle from his momentarily uncertainty. He held onto the wheel and pressed onto the throttle, the U-Wing initially began shaking and trembling, sparks flying off from one of the nav displays and for a moment Kyle feared the worst. Then suddenly the ship soared forward with awesome speed, more than Kyle ever expected as he felt his body tense up and the force of the speed kept him strapped onto the seat for several seconds.
On the ground, Zuvio and the other constables saw as the decrepit metal husk of a bygone era soared through the night skies like a shadow in the night. The gunship's shape with its wing fully spread out cast a terrifying shadow down onto the outpost as it flew rapidly under the moons of the planet and suddenly it turned in the direction of them, clearly in an attack position. Zuvio's eyes widened as he gestured his men to take cover, the ship came in fast as it grazed the outpost's tents by only mere meters, the sudden force drawing sand and dust all over the place as tarps flew around. Zuvio looked up with a perplexed gaze, unsure why whoever the pilot was had not blown him and the others to smithereens.
Unkar for his part was in complete rage as he witnessed the wretched U-wing fly up once more into the night sky. His teeth gritted and his blobby hands turned into fists of anger as he then looked at his utility gauntlet and pressed on a red button which opened up his commns to an unknown listener.
"I want that piece of junk blown out of the sky!" He ordered coldly.
Suddenly within the fenced up town secluded from the junk posts of the outpost, two large doors opened up on top of what would appear as an abandoned building and a platform slowly ascended to reveal a pristine starfighter, a Kihraxz light starfighter to be precise. This type of model had been used once by the Black Sun but like many of its type it had found itself in the service of Unkar Plutt. The blobfish chuckled as he saw the starship activate its engines and quickly take off from the platform.
Within the cockpit of the renegade U-Wing Kyle found himself at odds with controlling the sheer speed of the vessel, the two S-foils shaking violently as they opened up wide. The throttle was completely stiff as he tried to pull back, the stabilizing was all over the place as the ship kept rocking and shaking whenever it tried to go in a straight direction. Worse of it all it seemed that the weapon systems of the ship were completely degraded and who knew how the hyperdrive would turn out given how shaky the power cycler was.
"We would've been better off just stealing a ship, or making one from the damn scraps all over the place!" Kyle grumbled as he held onto the control wheel and kept the ship in a drifting direction, whenever it seemed to be maneuvering the stability increased.
"Hey, I told you I only fixed the basic stuff!" Polina shot back as she held on to dear life on the co-pilot's seat.
Amidst the bickering of the pair they had failed to notice the terrifying Black Sun starfighter creeping behind them, it didn't help that the ship's warning systems were completely nonfunctioning.
"We're gonna need at least 10 minutes before the hyperdrive powers up," Polina said while looking at the console, Kyle pursed his lips and before he could speak the ship was rocked once more, this time it made him lose his bearing as he felt the tell-tale impact of blaster fire hitting at the ship's rear. His eyes scrambled back and he could barely see the silhouette of something following them.
"Great, just what we need…" Kyle immediately went into full dog fight mode as he began to swift the ship's control in multiple directions, the ship's backup shields had barely held after that impact and he knew it would only take a couple more to bring them down. Polina meanwhile felt her heart race as she looked at the hyperdrive console once more, the power up was at fifty percent, she gulped.
The two starfighters engaged in a frantic chase as Kyle led the U-Wing in a zig zagging action, trying his best to anticipate the chasing assailant's targeting system. Red lasers kept narrowly missing the rebel ship which the pilot found to be surprisingly faster than his own, surprising given the state of the ship. Nevertheless the contending pilot had a mission and he would not be outdone by a relic as he prepared to fire a concussion missile.
Kyle felt his body tense up as he knew flying on open air was not going to cut it, he had to either get low, get to cover, or better yet behind the bogey. He looked at Polina, the girl was terrified as she had her eyes closed, her face was completely pale and she held tightly onto her seat. He had a duty to make it through, not only to return to the Praxeum but to keep this child safe and get her out of here, as he had promised he'd do. But this was dire, the odds were stacked entirely against them, outgunned and outmaneuvered by this pursuer.
He remembered the words of Luke, the story of the trench run and how Luke had achieved the near impossible by trusting the force. Kyle knew he had the force but his connection kept staggering and breaking and he was unsure of himself for that moment as he felt fear and anxiousness cloud his mind. Many times he had questioned his abilities and this was one of them but like many before he had to bounce up and go beyond his doubts, this was one of those times.
"You better hold on!" Kyle said as he held onto the throttle, it remained stiff but he held onto it tightly as he then straightened the ship, immediately the interior began to shake and tremble and it would seem as if they were done for as Kyle knew they were easy prey, he then closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Kyle felt the immense pressure of the force, how it kept piercing at his bones and churning into his stomach, causing him friction at the neck and making him sweat profusely from the brow. The immense pressure made him wince and grunt from the pain and Polina noticed this with worry as she felt that they were both done for.
Kyle wanted to recoil back, to break his connection but he pressed on and with all his might he pulled the throttle back and quickly maneuvered the ship to a spinning motion which caught the enemy pilot completely by surprise as he tried to avoid the spinning S-foil wings of the starship but it had been too late as one of the foils pierced right onto the Kihrax's nose and the ship began to lose control with smoke chugging out of it's engines it began to descend uncontrollably in direction back to the outpost.
Unkar saw as his priced starfighter began to quickly sink in the direction of the town and found cover within his so-priced loft as the ship impacted right onto the main gates of the fenced up space port. The ensuing crash had left the entrance wide open, it was unguarded and worst of all the local junkers had been woken up by the commotions and had witnessed as the electrified fence around the outpost began to power down and the entrance was entirely exposed. A few of them quickly became a dozen, and suddenly it was hundreds who began to sprint and rush at the entrance, though Zuvio and the other constables initially attempted to keep them at bay they had found themselves overwhelmed as the junkers passed by them fearless and uncaring of their orders. Zuvio was left unsure of what to do as he lowered his blaster rifle and so did his men, allowing the mob to descend onto the space port.
Unkar looked over to the holo cams in his loft and saw as hundreds of the scavengers who he had stiffed for years began to crawl into the space port like ants. The blobfish began to sweat and breath heavily as he saw how many of them were coming inside and most of the constables were outside of the gates. The blobfish darted clumsily to the exit of his loft and towards the hangar where the Kihraxz starfighter had taken off from but the fat and slow junk boss was quickly intercepted by dozens of angry scavengers who surrounded him and though Unkar attempted to fight off the horde it was a futile effort as he was gagged and tied up, the rebelling scavengers celebrating as they all lifted him up as a sort of victory prize.
Meanwhile up on the skies Kyle and Polina found themselves once more in an uncontrollable ship which seemed to be poised to crash at any moment as had their pursuer. Polina felt how the ship kept turning and now seemingly diving downwards and she kept her eyes closed expecting this to be the end… but it wasn't.
"You can open your eyes now," the voice of the supposed Jedi asserted, Polina was hesitant but she opened up her eyes slowly and saw that the ship was now flying calmly and unimpeded, right above the outpost that she had called home for so many years. They were actually flying with ease as she looked down to the space port, all kinds of chaos was unfolding down there, her fellow scavengers had made it inside and seemed to be waving up at them. She was amazed, overwhelmed with repose as she looked over to Kyle who held to the controls of the ship with a calm almost casual expression to her.
"I told you I'd get us out…" He said with a coy smile, Polina was perplexed, only a few minutes ago had it seemed that they were headed to their unceremonious deaths.
"B-but, how?" She asked.
"Trust in the force, it guides you even in the darkest of times…" Kyle's coy smile turned into one of assurance as the girl also smiled. She looked over to the spaceport once more as they began to ascend, she waved back, though her fellow scavengers would not know it she knew now they too had a way out.
"Now, let's get out of here," Kyle said as he looked over to the hyperdrive console, it had powered up and it seemed to have enough energy for one jump. He pressed onto the board and inputted the calculations, the ship had begun to break out of atmosphere and into space proper at last as it sealed up and the life support systems powered up, the right S-foil was completely torn but regardless the ship was stable for now.
"Alright kid, not a lot of options for us… But at least I know one place we can go to," he inputted the coordinates and took a breath. He hoped that the hyperdrive wouldn't blow up on them but this was their way out and anywhere else was better than this planet.
He looked at Polina, her face was one of trust as she looked at him with a smile once more. He smiled back and finally activated the hyperdrive, the ship initially shook but suddenly the portal opened up and the ship entered into the bluish contour of hyperspace, towards a new destination, through worlds unknown.