Warriors of Time: The Stallion (Book 1)

The blue box was moving frantically through the black hole, getting faster and faster as it spun in all directions! The only occupant in it was following the boxes lead as the metal box went through the black pit that would soon lead to the creature's demise. It was strange on how just a little space outing led to this disaster. The creature had tried desperately to escape and get somewhere safe, but to no avail. There was nothing that could be done; the blue box was out of control, and it's passenger would not slip out of fate's grasp this time.

   It was hopeless. The creature braced himself for death, just wanting to get it over with and join his friends in the stars. At last, the box landed. Not in its graceful, smooth, fade-in and fade-out, sort of way though. It had fallen at a parallel angle, skidded across the soft earth, flipped all the way over at least six times, and then gradually slid to a stop in an open field.

    Inside of the box, its passenger lay unconscious, but in a completely different form than just a few seconds ago when he was still spinning in the galaxy.