fear.
He turned away from the ugly black tidal wave of death. The little pod's light-speed drive maxed out. As soon as it hit full bars, he engaged it and shot blindly into the universe.
Finally, he caught his breath, and his mind latched onto a certain truth he couldn't escape: the darkness would find him. It was coming for them all.
Part One:
The Darkness
“Rysta, there isn’t a species in existence that could battle the Dark One. We will be stuck here forced to watch the end of existence.”
“Patience, Mykia. Apparently, you know little of the human race.”
Chapter 1
"I can get used to this." Swaying gently in the breeze, a young man lay sprawled out in a hammock. Clad only in swim trunks, his human body had warmed evenly in the day's supply of sunlight. His medium-length dark hair sprang out of his head in all directions. His cool green eyes hid behind black sunglasses. An arm's distance away hung his gray flight suit and leather flight jacket. In his line of work, it was necessary to plan ahead. Propped against his clothes was a sheathed sword; it was an ancient weapon he never let out of his sight and didn't how to use.
Beyond him unfolded the island world of Aquaria. Even through the dark shades, he could see the purple waves crashing into the blue undercurrents, both lapping onto the red sandbar under the golden sky.
He heard the familiar squeak of tires as a robot rolled to a stop next to him.
"Boost, I'm moving here." The sun was just starting to cast the sky into reds and purples as it set. "This planet is gorgeous."
The small robot considered his words. "You're right, Trevor. It is." The little robot paused as it processed the colorful scene. "This planet has most naturally occurring colors, like Io and Earth." It blinked up at him for reassurance.
Trevor winced every time he mentioned Earth. "Boost, c'mon."
Boost tilted his head, unable to comprehend the unspoken rebuke.
"What do we not talk about?" Trev inquired.
"Oh…right." The robot rolled its wheels into its body and dropped out two legs. It sat in another hammock, mimicking the young man.
Trev rolled his eyes. Even though they had picked up Boost after escaping Earth's destruction, the robot knew enough about it to draw similarities. The years had been hard for him and his uncle, flying across the galaxy, scraping by, and not once in all that time had they ever brought up Earth again—not since meeting up at Bastion.
"You better watch it, Booster. I think I hear your master coming."
Boost spun his head around, blinked, and then spun it back to look at him. "I do not believe you are correct."
Trevor laughed and turned back to the sea, glad to get his mind back off the past. After so much time drifting through space, this moment was truly one to enjoy. This world was at peace. No one was trying to cheat them, betray them, or kill them.
Wave after soft wave lapped up the beach to greet him. The smell of blooming pink lavender floating on the ocean breeze filled his nostrils with the promise of living in this peaceful state forever.
In the calm, he felt his hand twitching. It moved violently and fast from side to side.
Not now, he begged himself.
He refocused on his breathing and took another drink of alcohol. The taste was drier than whiskey, but sweet like an earthy orange. The shaking subsided a little until it eventually stopped altogether. He looked to see if Boost had noticed and was thankful he hadn't; the robot was preoccupied with tightening the screws on his upper body, finishing the look. He was trying to make himself into a robotic Salarian, including a gray metal tail. What he ended up making himself look like was a junk heap of mismatched parts. They had got him on the cheap since his program
He turned away from the ugly black tidal wave of death. The little pod's light-speed drive maxed out. As soon as it hit full bars, he engaged it and shot blindly into the universe.
Finally, he caught his breath, and his mind latched onto a certain truth he couldn't escape: the darkness would find him. It was coming for them all.
Part One:
The Darkness
“Rysta, there isn’t a species in existence that could battle the Dark One. We will be stuck here forced to watch the end of existence.”
“Patience, Mykia. Apparently, you know little of the human race.”
Chapter 1
"I can get used to this." Swaying gently in the breeze, a young man lay sprawled out in a hammock. Clad only in swim trunks, his human body had warmed evenly in the day's supply of sunlight. His medium-length dark hair sprang out of his head in all directions. His cool green eyes hid behind black sunglasses. An arm's distance away hung his gray flight suit and leather flight jacket. In his line of work, it was necessary to plan ahead. Propped against his clothes was a sheathed sword; it was an ancient weapon he never let out of his sight and didn't how to use.
Beyond him unfolded the island world of Aquaria. Even through the dark shades, he could see the purple waves crashing into the blue undercurrents, both lapping onto the red sandbar under the golden sky.
He heard the familiar squeak of tires as a robot rolled to a stop next to him.
"Boost, I'm moving here." The sun was just starting to cast the sky into reds and purples as it set. "This planet is gorgeous."
The small robot considered his words. "You're right, Trevor. It is." The little robot paused as it processed the colorful scene. "This planet has most naturally occurring colors, like Io and Earth." It blinked up at him for reassurance.
Trevor winced every time he mentioned Earth. "Boost, c'mon."
Boost tilted his head, unable to comprehend the unspoken rebuke.
"What do we not talk about?" Trev inquired.
"Oh…right." The robot rolled its wheels into its body and dropped out two legs. It sat in another hammock, mimicking the young man.
Trev rolled his eyes. Even though they had picked up Boost after escaping Earth's destruction, the robot knew enough about it to draw similarities. The years had been hard for him and his uncle, flying across the galaxy, scraping by, and not once in all that time had they ever brought up Earth again—not since meeting up at Bastion.
"You better watch it, Booster. I think I hear your master coming."
Boost spun his head around, blinked, and then spun it back to look at him. "I do not believe you are correct."
Trevor laughed and turned back to the sea, glad to get his mind back off the past. After so much time drifting through space, this moment was truly one to enjoy. This world was at peace. No one was trying to cheat them, betray them, or kill them.
Wave after soft wave lapped up the beach to greet him. The smell of blooming pink lavender floating on the ocean breeze filled his nostrils with the promise of living in this peaceful state forever.
In the calm, he felt his hand twitching. It moved violently and fast from side to side.
Not now, he begged himself.
He refocused on his breathing and took another drink of alcohol. The taste was drier than whiskey, but sweet like an earthy orange. The shaking subsided a little until it eventually stopped altogether. He looked to see if Boost had noticed and was thankful he hadn't; the robot was preoccupied with tightening the screws on his upper body, finishing the look. He was trying to make himself into a robotic Salarian, including a gray metal tail. What he ended up making himself look like was a junk heap of mismatched parts. They had got him on the cheap since his program
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