Lights and sounds blared loudly at me, while I tapped desperately on a control panel that was directly in front of me. My fingers typing away with lightning speed reflexes. Though I wasn't super special or anything to do something like that. It was all practice, and my soon to be demise that pumped me up to type so quick on the console.

My heart hammered in my chest while my forehead pounded with anxiety. My head started to hurt from an intense pain my mind going into overdrive. I grit my teeth trying not to blink as it might have me lose some precious time that I had left. Sparks flew towards my face instinctively forcing me to slam my eyes closed for a couple of valuable seconds wasted that I had left. Having me curse under my breath. Quickly opening my eyes just to look up to see the ground coming up fast.

Then a few seconds later a mountain came into view and I was about to crash into it! My ship not having a pilot stick but instead having me type commands on a console that was previously damaged touching this world's unnatural cloud cover. The Shipmaster warned me about coming too close to the surface but I just got curious. . . STUPID ME!

And another thing; I wasn’t supposed to be down here in the first place. I was originally supposed to be in the maintenance wing fixing up old beat up bots. And staying in bed for an expedition accompanied with a shitload of scientists and researchers. . . but I kind of got carried away wanting to see the surface as soon as possible. I heard that this used to be our home world. Since humans abandoned it so long ago. I was just so curious examining this small ship. Fixing it with my mentor. . . but he went for a drink. . . and I sorta. . . took it for a ride, but thank god for simulation training! I almost pressed the self-destruct button twice on accident! Why didn’t they color code this thing!?

Obviously, I didn't listen touching the cloud cover though. That kind of screwed me over, and now I was going to crash a ship like an idiot! I might have even effectively postponed the expedition! I’m so getting it back up there! All of us were looking forward to seeing “Home” and I probably. . . most likely screwed it up for everyone else.

The ship started spinning in circles doing a number of barrel rolls making me feel sick all over this just wasn’t my day. I was about to crash into the mountain but had just enough time to slam a struggling hand into the console on accident hitting a random jumble of keys. As a feminine synthetic voice came on “Sorry but you are currently screwed, Traitor.”

I groaned before my random commands made the ship change its trajectory slightly heading straight into a slope full of trees just barely missing the dirty green colored mountain. “Oh. Fuck.” The synthetic female voice said. As we crashed having me jolt in my seat. Lucky to have my seat belt straps on over my chest. That made an “X” holding me securely in my chair. I could hear the screeching sound of metal slide against the rocky ground as my ship decapitated trees that were in the way. My head whipped back against the cushion of my comfortable white chair. The inside of the ship rattle violently as compartments holding exploration gear started flying about spilling out. Some of the equipment even hitting me ruthlessly bruising me up badly.

Just then the console in front of me exploded into a shower of sparks. Shrapnel rained down on me cutting into me. I cried out in pain just as the ship came to a halting stop. I panted my heart racing in my ears coughing for breath starting to breathe heavily trying my best to keep myself calm. I looked down at myself seeing my white jumpsuit soaking up in a red color. I raised an eyebrow confused on what it might’ve meant.

“Well. . . yyyouuurerr. . . fuckkkkeeddd. . . ttt . . .” The synthetic voice spoke again garbled up. “T-t-trati-!” The power of the ship went out. The red emergency lights not coming on.

“The backup generator must have been fried by Homes. . . clouds. . .” I said aloud wistfully trying to ignore the pain coming from my stomach. As my white jumpsuit was now drenched red. I looked away not used to feeling such a pain. Sure, I was used to the occasional cuts and electric jolts from working with service bots and maintaining the ship sometimes even a console or two or just some electronic gadget in my room but right now this… this was like nothing I had ever felt before. . . and it sucked. . . tremendously.

I shook my head trying to distract myself from the pain as I looked out the cracked and nearly shattered the "viewing glass" of the ship. . . well. . . my fried paperweight now. I officially am screwed by the Captain. . . I wonder what they’re thinking about me right about now. . .

***Inside The Mothership***

Three human males were playing a game of holographic cards. While drinking cups of coffee. “So you taking the kid for an expedition to Home?” An old man with glasses asked as he stroked his snow-white beard. His face a pale white color from not being exposed to the sun. Though they made ways to get the vitamins they needed but he refused saying; that he wanted to do it the natural way. He enjoyed doing it like the old ways when humans would go outside and get some good old-fashioned sunlight. Until they had to leave Home and find a new planet to live on. The sun growing too large and hot for “Home” to sustain life anymore. But that was hundreds of thousands of years ago. Well, that’s what the history servers said anyway. Who really knew anyway?

“Yeah, he was going with the chief scientist. Having been selected at random the poor sap… hope he doesn’t cause trouble for the science division. . . damn that boy. . . always touching what doesn’t belong to him. . .”

“I know what you mean,” The snow white-bearded man agreed taking a sip of his coffee just then the emergency broadcast kicked off scaring all three of them half to death. Effectively forcing them to drop their coffee all over the table making the holocards malfunction having them switch off. They all groaned having they’re game ruined.

“Attention! We have an unauthorized crew ship missing in hangar bay A7! Someone has stolen a ship!” The Captain blared in the coms system making all of them jump to their face.

“Oh, no! THAT CRAZY KID IS AT IT AGAIN!” The man with the snow-white beard cried out as all of the men looked at each other. “I dun… fucked it up this time. . .” He dragged out looking down his friends looking towards him sympathetically.

“No. . . we all did. . .” The one that hadn’t spoken at all finally spoke up patting his friend on the back reassuringly

***At The Bridge***.

“Who would have the audacity to STEAL ONE OF OUR SHIPS!” The Captain screamed out at the officers on the bridge. They all flinched from his rage alone. The scream was just a bonus.

One of the officers working on a control panel licked his lips nervously fiddling with his thumbs as he looked up at the Captain. The Captain wore a pure white uniform that you could distinguish from the rest as he wore a hat that looked like a Sea Captain hat but with space insignia minus the sea stuff

While the officer in question had a light gray uniform being a bridge officer he also wore a matching gray cap. That was meant to help the captain and crew pilot the ship and be of assistance with transmission relays. “S-sir!” He stuttered out as the Captain’s head snapped towards him with his eyes bleeding out anger. That made the whole bridge go completely silent as everyone stops typing on their own consoles.

The Captain’s lips twisted as he spat out. “What is it?” Only making the grey bridge officer flinch at the Captain’s tone.

“W-well-” he quickly said trying to regain his composure as much as possible. “-He seems to be at it again sir. . .“ Gulping nervously assuming that the Captain will snap out at him to blow off some steam, but instead, he smiled nodding his head knowingly with a smug smile.

“Is he now. . . well alright! It isn't that bad!” The Captain cheered folding his hands behind his back making his way back to the viewing window to look out to planet “Home” Seeing most of it covered in white cloud.

A woman in the standard grey bridge officer uniform cocked her head to the side. Lost on where the Captain was going with this. “What do you mean Captain?” She asked curiously wanting him to fill in the gap of his thought process so that everyone on the bridge could totally understand what he meant.

Continuing to gaze out of the view glass he said with a wide smile. “We now lost a rat on our ship. . .” Everyone nodded their heads knowingly starting to smile with him until he spoke again. “And I’m postponing all future expeditions to planet “Home”,” He said with an evil smile as everyone started to frown upon his statement all going back to working on their consoles. They all just wanted to know what their “Home” was now like. No one has ever set foot or explored planet “Home” before.

But it seems that idiot got to be the first. . . only if the Shipmaster were here to see it...

Author's Note

Please tell me any mistakes you see so I could learn from them. That would be helpful. Because I can't seem to learn on my own.