text: [Themes: sci-fi, fantasy]
  
  "Man your battle stations you fucking maggots! Do you not see the severity of our situation!" How did the fleet commander not fucking see the thirty ship fleet of foreign spacecraft that had almost instantly surrounded you all due to the his negligence.
  
  How idiotic you were to sign up for this suicidal scout party in hopes of finding any treasure or claiming land for yourself. You should of just settled with moving to Fukon.
  
  "Sir they just decimated the U.S.S Express!" Your captain grits his teeth, the fleet commander was on that ship.
  
  "Keep on firing, well take as many of those bastards down to the grave with us!"
  
  Fuck that, you weren't about to get sucked into the vacuum of space if those aliens got a lucky shot in the hull like in the case of the U.S.S Panther which was the first ship of your fleet to have fallen. You didn't spend four fucking years of sleeping in cryo and kissing the Captains ass to die like this.
  
  Lucky for you, your ass kissing skills to the Captain while on the journey for the past few months in which you were all awake had given you knowledge of the hidden escape pod he had in his quarters. With no one paying you any attention it would be fairly easy to dip out while everyone else followed that patriotic fuck to their graves.
  
  You did have a thought of bringing Jessica though, her fat tits had been on your mind for a good portion of the journey and there wouldn't be her boyfriend Dereck to come in between the both of you. But you knew doing so would likely cause attention to yourself and blow your chances of escaping.
  
  Letting go of your manned turret and unbuckling yourself from your manned seat you quietly started making your way to the exit of the command station. Making your way down the halls in which everyone's rooms were located, you were relived to see the Captains was wide open. Probably didn't get around to closing it when the alarms starting ringing. Entering his chambers you made your way to the back end where his shower was located.
  
  "Alright how did the combination go." You mutter to yourself.
  
  Grabbing the shower lever you start to remember what you read in the manual you found during your last break in into his room. The violent shaking all around you gave you a reminder that you needed to do this with haste. First you turn it all the way around counter clockwise, halfway clockwise, a quarter counter clockwise, and finally fully clockwise.
  
  A loud automated voice came from the shower head."Emergency Pod has been activated, safe travels Commander."
  
  You grin wildly knowing that you would survive this disaster after all. Half of the flooring of the shower slides opening revealing a glowing hue of green in which the escape pod was emitting. With the shaking of the ship becoming more severe, you waste no time getting into the cramped chamber. Buttons and levers are before you as you keep trying to remember the manual instructions on how to operate the craft. The first obvious choice was to pull the lever to start the engines.
  
  All the lights started to flicker as you wondered on what to do next. That's when the automated voice returned.
  
  "I have been able to confirm two drop zones based on images taken from the U.S.S Reach database with nearby locations of water capable of sustaining you for a prolonged period of time, please choose now."
  
  You look down on the touchpad screen of the escape pod where two options blink, only showing coordinates and no images of the drop zones that you have been told. Fucking cunt computer could reach into the data base of Reach for this information but couldn't give you a damn picture?
  
  You didn't like this arbitrary decision that had fallen on you, but you had to choose.
  
  > Option 2
  "Drop zone confirmed, good luck Commander."
  
  As you were just getting comfortable you immediately felt your stomach drop in a instant as thrusters from the back of the pod kicked in, rapidly pushing you away from your ship, no doubt in which everyone on board felt.
  
  Taking a look back at your fleet, you looked in awe as only your ship and Reach were remaining, it had seemed that the hostile fleet had ceased its barrage and was now closing in on the two remaining ships. It was obvious that their intentions were to board the ship and take whoever they could prisoner. Landing in Confederation prison was one thing, but being taken by a unknown species is something that you didn't want to experience. The Slug heads on Fukon gave you enough nightmares with all those rape stories on colony women AND men.
  
  Descending into Hulockes Atmosphere was even more intense then the kickoff from your ship and it started making your vision a murky blur. A tiny bit of you was wishing that your pod would burn up entering so you wouldn't have to suffer from the inevitable death by starvation since you had no knoweldge whatsoever on the ecosystem of this planet, you were just the fucking janitor of your scout ship for fucks sake.
  
  Not wanting to think anymore of it, you just closed your eyes and let the increasing pressure of your landing knock you unconscious.
  
  > Landing
  Waking up from the fall, you felt a aching sensation overtaking the middle portion of your body. Grimacing, you unbuckle yourself and pull the hatch lever.
  
  "Fuck that was a bad landing..."
  
  The sensible part of you said to stay sitting down and let the aching pass but your legs moved on their own in instinct as you held onto the pod door for support. Your back hurt like hell, but you were sure that nothing was broken, still being able to twist yourself and have most of your motor functions although most of the time felt with strong stinging pain.
  
  You were really fucking hoping that this wasn't just adrelinane that had kicked in and that your injures were worse than they had seemed.
  
  Trying to draw your attention away from the pain, you looked around your area to take in your surroundings in which you landed. Sharp mountains were in the far distance but other than that it was pretty green vegetation all around. The flooring was similar to grass yet much more bountiful with a dark green color similar to that of a ripening watermelon.
  
  The trees that surrounded you had the flimsy and bent shape of palm trees, but the pines of a pine tree. Going around the pod and looking I'm the opposite direction, you could see bountiful flat plains with much more lighter looking grass that looked similar to that of home to a certain extent.
  
  Not the worst landing zone, with the water source you were told about and likely food from these trees and plants your basic survival needs would be covered.
  
  If you could find a way to cut down these trees you could possibly make a shelter, or if worse comes to worse you can just sleep in the cramped pod.
  
  There was still the survial equipment that you had to search which was located at the rear of the pod from the outside.
  
  First though, you just wanted to lay down...
  
  > Rest
  As you lay on the stiff grass and look up up into the sky, you wonder what this world had in store for you. You only took on the role of janitor on that shitty ship in hopes of claiming something on this hell-hole which you never really expected to happen. Maybe at best you could kiss ass enough to get paid more if any treasures were to be found while Reach was scanning. You were actually hoping to have been put on Reach, since that was the surveyor of your fleet. No matter, even with these setbacks you were the first Human to touch down on this planet, which would obviously come with some sort of perks.
  
  You had the power to claim anything, discover anything. You had a head start, and like hell you were about to waste it laying down and looking at the sky. Considering yourself well rested enough, you pull up your upper torso as some of the pain had ceased to a annoying nibble. Slowly but steadily you got to your knees and finally onto your feet. You had a bit more motor functionality then before, so that was good.
  
  Doing what you originally had planned, you made your way towards the back of the pod where the emergency supplies were located. Still using the pod as a leaning support, you grab the handle of the supply hatch and yank it open with surprising ease.
  
  Inside the hatch was assortment of goodies. The first thing you pulled out was a heavy back pack,no doubt with supplies inside. Unzipping the main pocket revealed a hoodie, A book named How to survive anywhere 1001, compass, crank flash-light, large survival knife, and other handy supplies.
  
  Of course at the very bottom was the packet of 'death' pills that you expected to see, at least if you were to intentionally die it would be quick and painless, or so the manufacturers of the pills promised.
  
  Putting all the items back inside the backpack, you looked through the rest of the contents of the hatch only to find rations of food and numerous bottles of water along with a personal metal water filtration one.
  
  'Guaranteed to work with urine!'
  
  That big slogan plastered on the bottle made you shudder a bit as you placed everything back inside the hatch. If you remember correctly, pod food rations were expected to last at least a few months, since most of it was special nutrient pills. What a time to be alive.
  
  With everything accommodated for, and deciding that your shelter would have to be your pod for the time being, decided your next move.
  
  > exlpore your surroundings a bit
  You decided that going a bit deeper into the forest would help in making you feel more secure with a bit more knowledge of you location. You assumed that the flat lands went on for quite a ways so there was no need to go exploring that. Since the trees were so slender, it was easy to look through them making you think backtracking back to your pod a easy task. Nevertheless you decided to dump all of your backpacks supplies into the hatch and put a few bottles of water and some pills inside to supply you for a quick journey.
  
  You would also be taking the survival knife and the compass incase you ran into any danger or ended up getting lost. You didn't even know if the compass even worked in a place like this considering you had idea if the planet had a magnetic field. You would just have to use it for going in straight lines.
  
  Having everything set and ready, you traveled 'East' towards the deeper parts of the forest, noting not to go to far in. You passed more and more trees as noises of wildlife could be heard in the distance. Hopefully they would be edible since those pills wouldn't be lasting you forever.
  
  You came to a point where everything started to go sharply downwards but not enough to make it un-walkable.
  
  Wondering on wether or not it would be a good idea to continue, you decided to hell with it and started to continue on your journey. That is, until you saw it.
  
  Something in the sky.
  
  No, multiple objects.
  
  Tiny specs at first, they seemed to get closer as their size increased from you view. There had to be at least six of them.
  
  It was when you could actually make out the shapes of the objects that you felt like shitting your pants.
  
  It was the starships that had ambushed your fleet, with coming closer to your position at a alarming speed. The size of their ships continued to get bigger and bigger as you watched dumbfounded, the roar of their engines shot through your ears as they raced across the sky above you, going in the direction in which you were deciding to walk.
  
  Was this their home planet?
  
  Were they're some of their kind residing in the forest that you had crashed in?
  
  Fuck exploring you would save that for another day. Your weakened wobbly legs were already picking themselves up and walking back in the direction of your pod.
  
  You wouldn't be leaving the safety of it any time soon.
  
  > walk back
  Following the direction of the compass, you pass by more of pinalm trees, a loud roaring coming from everywhere. You couldn't tell if you were going mad or if they were right on your tail. Either way it meant nothing good for you.
  
  Fuck how far had you gone in, it didn't even seem as if you had traveled that long. Or maybe the compass had fucked you over and you were heading in a opposite direction, farther and farther away from your only supplies.
  
  This started to really make you fucking panic, more than before. The roaring had also stopped completely, making you assume that it really was all in your head.
  
  Maybe those objects in the sky was also a hallucination, what the fuck was this planet doing to you?
  
  A new sound could be heard, this time though it started to make you feel a tingling sensation. It was simlar to the humming of a neon sign or one of those bug zappers. It wasn't natural at all, and it had to come from some sort of power source.
  
  Trees ahead of you started to feel familiar, with a growing realization that you were in fact getting closer to where your pod was located. You would have been extremely relievd, but something was off.
  
  All the grass ahead of you was a darker, blackish color. As if it had been scorched or burnt, but not enough to totally destroy it.
  
  The humming had grown more intense, with it coming to a complete stop a few minutes after it had reached it's peak.
  
  You could finally see your pod.
  
  Not only that, you could also see creatures surrounding it.
  
  You baby barfed in your mouth a little at this point.
  
  > Continue
  There had to be at least ten of those things.
  
  Two were guarding the pod, a few were rummaging through the supply stash in the back of it while the rest were walking around the surroundings, looking for something.
  
  No doubt searching for you.
  
  It wasn't hard to see their giant ships that were landed not to far away, as if giving the expression that they wanted to do this quickly.
  
  You grit your teeth in frustration. No part of you wanted to confront any of them, especially since they were all armed with ranged weapons.
  
  Even so, those were your only supplies they were messing with, and they could fuck you over given the chance.
  
  At least you had your knife, which would be at least some sort of decent defense if you could go in close enough.
  
  Two options had come to mind.
  
  Either wait them out until they left or try finding a way to kill at least one of them stealthy.
  
  One of their ranged guns would be enormous help in your survival in the case that they damaged your supplies.
  
  > wait em out
  Yeah fuck any of that, you made it this far and you weren't about to make a stupid decision that would get you captured like your old companions. Hopefully they would think that you died somewhere in the forest and just leave the pod and some of the supplies in peace. Though even you knew that was asking for too much. The aliens continued to search the surroundings, but you were able to move about before they ever got too close to your position.
  
  You almost thought that they were going to give up at this point, with all them regrouping at your pod and talking about something. Maybe they decided it would be best to just call it quits then to go through any more trouble. Strangely, they all started to put helmets on. That's when the humming came back. The ferocity of it immediately made you fall to your knees.
  
  Blood was already running down your nose and your eyes had gone to a complete blur. A involuntary scream escaped your mouth in a complete shrilling wail as you started to roll on the grass in agony. Seconds later and everything went black. Everything went silent.
  
  > Epilogue
  "What the flying fuck were you thinking setting it on Max?"
  
  The pirates had surrounded the now still corpse. Blood was already draining steadily from a good portion of its pores.
  
  "Well you were getting all pissy that we couldn't find him so what else did you want me do, that was the only setting we hadn't tried." The console commander explained.
  
  The commander shaked his head in disgust. "This is coming out of your share fuckface, this sap could have been worth enough to afford better toilets that you've all been complaining about."
  
  The console commander opens his mouth in a attempt to argue but hastily decides against it before anything is said.
  
  The commander lets out a heavy sigh. "Let's just get the fuck out of here, we've wasted enough time already.
  
  Bloody Sonars Ending