that he would have to remember to take extra precautions at night. Strangely enough, he could sense one moving lifeform, an anomaly, that was traveling towards his ship above surface. It didn't appear to be a threat but he decided to examine the life-form further.
... a lone female. He took his attention away from the giant bugs under the planet’s surface and solely focused on the girl moving his way. This is an interesting development... how does a female end up on a rock like this?
He could tell from analyzing her movements, heat signature, and heart rate that she was young and that she had to be Earthian. Unlike any other female he encountered in the past, this one was alone and unprotected.
The closer she got to his ship, the more he could sense her presence, her erratic heartbeat, and her uniquely scented pheromones.
It must be something on this planet.
The surface climate was hot and dry, a blistering, undisturbed heat that sat stagnant over the landscape. The female would have to be Earthian to withstand this amount of heat and lack of water. Jack could sense an underground network of springs below the planet surface but no bodies of water above ground or clouds in the sky to indicate a change in weather.
He decided to keep half of his processors, which he knew was overkill, to track her every movement while he went about preparing his ship for maintenance. He reconnected himself to his flyer and ran several diagnostic reports on all his ship’s vital parts.
Filing away the pieces that needed to be repaired, he realized he would have to salvage metal from other parts of his flyer to properly repair the damage to his impulse drives. It frustrated him to think he would have to harvest from his own ship.
The girl must have come from somewhere. Maybe he could take what he needed from her vessel so he wouldn't have to take apart his. His ship was his home, an extension of himself and taking apart hers would teach her the age old lesson ‘ Survival of the fittest. ’
Scanning the rest of the planet's surface nearby, he found no other heat sources, no other recently active ships.
The female may just be as stranded as I am right now, or maybe her ship has heat signature cloaking. Shit, for all he knew there could be a hidden colony of humans thriving here and she was sent forth as a trap.
The girl was close enough now to his location that she would be able to see his ship and its minor details. Her heat signature had stopped moving and he could tell she was now crouched down between the rocks and dunes outside.
Jack decided it was a great time to leave his ship and get a visual on his drives. He headed to the hatch and opened the capsule door to step out.
A blast of dry heat assailed him. It’s a fucking wasteland.
Straight ahead of him was a desert that gradually turned into a forest of rocks that morphed into giant dull brown mountains in the distance. There was no color on this planet unless you counted every shade and hue of brown. The only thing that could make this rock a paradise for him was a splattering of blood red and an active battlefield. His favorite color and pastime.
Above him the meteor shower was ending and the vibrant colors it had caused were fading away. Jack pretended he didn't know she was there as he casually looked around at the terrain, covertly keeping an eye in the direction of the female and wondering what move she would make.
After several minutes of waiting for her reaction, he gave up and half turned toward his ship to assess the damage.
Chapter Three:
---
I t had taken her hours but she had finally managed to get within viewing distance of the ship. Excitedly, Allie realized that this had been the most interesting day that she has had since leaving the crash site to make her way out into the planet; and each day that preceded that terrifying day had been a stale state of existence, a blur of days, weeks, months, years of just surviving, of having
... a lone female. He took his attention away from the giant bugs under the planet’s surface and solely focused on the girl moving his way. This is an interesting development... how does a female end up on a rock like this?
He could tell from analyzing her movements, heat signature, and heart rate that she was young and that she had to be Earthian. Unlike any other female he encountered in the past, this one was alone and unprotected.
The closer she got to his ship, the more he could sense her presence, her erratic heartbeat, and her uniquely scented pheromones.
It must be something on this planet.
The surface climate was hot and dry, a blistering, undisturbed heat that sat stagnant over the landscape. The female would have to be Earthian to withstand this amount of heat and lack of water. Jack could sense an underground network of springs below the planet surface but no bodies of water above ground or clouds in the sky to indicate a change in weather.
He decided to keep half of his processors, which he knew was overkill, to track her every movement while he went about preparing his ship for maintenance. He reconnected himself to his flyer and ran several diagnostic reports on all his ship’s vital parts.
Filing away the pieces that needed to be repaired, he realized he would have to salvage metal from other parts of his flyer to properly repair the damage to his impulse drives. It frustrated him to think he would have to harvest from his own ship.
The girl must have come from somewhere. Maybe he could take what he needed from her vessel so he wouldn't have to take apart his. His ship was his home, an extension of himself and taking apart hers would teach her the age old lesson ‘ Survival of the fittest. ’
Scanning the rest of the planet's surface nearby, he found no other heat sources, no other recently active ships.
The female may just be as stranded as I am right now, or maybe her ship has heat signature cloaking. Shit, for all he knew there could be a hidden colony of humans thriving here and she was sent forth as a trap.
The girl was close enough now to his location that she would be able to see his ship and its minor details. Her heat signature had stopped moving and he could tell she was now crouched down between the rocks and dunes outside.
Jack decided it was a great time to leave his ship and get a visual on his drives. He headed to the hatch and opened the capsule door to step out.
A blast of dry heat assailed him. It’s a fucking wasteland.
Straight ahead of him was a desert that gradually turned into a forest of rocks that morphed into giant dull brown mountains in the distance. There was no color on this planet unless you counted every shade and hue of brown. The only thing that could make this rock a paradise for him was a splattering of blood red and an active battlefield. His favorite color and pastime.
Above him the meteor shower was ending and the vibrant colors it had caused were fading away. Jack pretended he didn't know she was there as he casually looked around at the terrain, covertly keeping an eye in the direction of the female and wondering what move she would make.
After several minutes of waiting for her reaction, he gave up and half turned toward his ship to assess the damage.
Chapter Three:
---
I t had taken her hours but she had finally managed to get within viewing distance of the ship. Excitedly, Allie realized that this had been the most interesting day that she has had since leaving the crash site to make her way out into the planet; and each day that preceded that terrifying day had been a stale state of existence, a blur of days, weeks, months, years of just surviving, of having
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