Edge of Freedom.

Chapter 2

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It all happened to fast: Daniel entering the escape pod, releasing all of his pent up emotions, and the outburst caused the pod to activate and lunch. Now as it speed up, the Monarch was now nowhere to be seen.

Daniel tried so hard to gain control of the pod. He pressed every button, pulled levers, hell he even tried to steer it. Nothing. Absolutely nothing worked. It would seem that his venting episode has made this impossible to control. It was like being in a rocket with no pilot.

Of course Daniel would try to blame it on the people on the Monarch. He would blame Helga for being such a spoiled snobbish brat. He would blame his father for his heartless personality and his inability to feel love. He would even blame the people for being dead of emotions. But in the end, he was to take blame too for his uncontrollable venting and breaking things. But one would ask: Who is to truly blame; the fool, or the fools that pushed him?

But if the out of control ship wasn't bad enough, Daniel had another problem: The navigation system is starting to glitch so badly from the damage and years of being untested that it was starting to randomly input coordinance. Now It was speeding up towards to wherever it was taking him.

"No no no! STOP!" He shouted, even though he knew it was useless. "I SAID!!!" He couldn't finish as he was strucked by something in the back of the head. It was one of the rational boxes that has broken free from it's storage and hits Daniel to the point where he lost consciousness.

For an unknown amount of time, Daniel finally woke up. His head was pounding while his vision was blurry and is hearing a ring in his eardrums. He can barely make out on what he was seeing. To him, it was like orange movements around the front, and it was starting to spread slowly. By the time his vision, hearing, and sight were all restored, he saw something that made him speak.

"Fire!"

The Pod's control short circuited so much that sparks were igniting small embers which matured into fire. The front counsel was in blaze while the seats in front were engulfed. Not only that, the air was being overwhelmed with smoke and heat. If Daniel doesn't think of something soon, he will not last long.

After regaining his strength, he stood up and rushed towards the hatch to grab a fire extinguisher to help put out the fire. But as he got there, the hatch was already opened. And by the looks of it, it was forced open from the outside. But instead of Darkness or the vacuum of space sucking everything from the pod outwards, there was a light. Light, and warmth, and what looked like grass.

Daniel thought about it for a moment. If the hatch was open, shouldn't he be dead already? If he wasn't in space, shouldn't he suffocate from lack of oxygen?

It had to be oxygen. After all, he learned that fire needs oxygen in order to continue burning. Without it, it would die down. And since the hatch is open and the fire is still going, that means there is oxygen. So is it possible that he crashed landed onto a planet where life is possible?

The flares of the fire soon snapped Daniel back to reality and was getting closer and closer towards him. He quickly grabbed the extinguisher and sprayed at the fire, causing it die down for just a little bit. Once that was done, he soon crawled through the opening of the hatch out to wherever he's at.

As he got out, he shielded his eyes from the brightness above. His eyes tried to adjust in order to see where he was at. But the ground felt so strange. It didn't feel so smooth, nor slippery. It was rigid and filled with small debris. Plus, he also felt something soft and wet. He tried to look down, but was soon interrupted again by the fire. Using his extinguisher again, he moved away from it to be in a safe distance.