Stranded in the Snow (Male Human Reader x Murder Drones)

Prologue: Everything that could go wrong, went wrong

Y/N's POV

Space is alot of things. Beautiful, mysterious, fascinating, dangerous, silent. This spaceship is a blessing. It had been almost an earth year since I left for the stars, and I wasn't regretting it. I had seen so many things, known and unknown. I call the abnormal ones 'anomalies'. Scanners once picked up a JCJenson shuttle deep under a frozen ocean. How that happened will never be known for sure, but that's space for ya. I do wish it was a little less... lonely. There's nothing left for me on earth, my parents died in a freak explosion accident. I have no siblings or relatives, so all that leaves are the friends I made along the way. I sometimes wonder how they are doing.

The ship is a little low on juice, so I look for a nearby place to park and gather some solar power. The only nearby candidate is 'Copper-9'. I heard something terrible happened there, all life was wiped out. I manage to get into a steady orbit around Copper-9, and extend the solar panels. Now all there is to do is wait.

And wait I did. 

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Did it always take this long? Maybe I'm growing impatient. Being alone could do that to you I suppose. It's been 12 earth hours and we've gone from 22% to 24%. It should be quicker than that. Was this a bad idea? Maybe I should have looked for a different star system to park in. I go to scan for another exoplanet when:

CRASH!

Some kind of space debris hits you right in the solar panel. Goddamn it! Before you can even react, you're cascading towards Copper-9!

"What the hell just hit me!?" I yell out involuntarily.

Emergency! Collision course with celestial body imminent! 

The ship rapidly heats up. Alarms are blaring in your ears, 'Emergency! Emergency!' is all you can think about. You rush to the cockpit and try pull up but just like in the movies, the lever snaps. You couldn't think of a worse situation to be in right now.

"Not like this! Not like this!" You whisper to yourself.

EMERGENCY! PREPARE FOR CRASHLANDING IN T- 

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Oh shit.

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What do I do? What do I do!?

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I can't die yet! Not now!

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Wait, I know!

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I dashed for the cryosleep casket in the corner. That thing can withstand almost anything!

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I manage to get there without falling over. I hop in and turn the sleep setting OFF.

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BOOM!

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Am... Am I dead?

You stretch your arms and pinch your face.

"Nope, still kicking." You chuckle to yourself.

I open the casket. The frigid air hits my face like a train. The alarms have stopped. "Looks like it's night now. Great." I say to myself. As I adjust to the night lighting, I see the ship around me is absolutely ruined. There is no way to salvage this. The casket barely held together, and it was like thrice as durable as the rest of the ship(for some reason). My mind quickly darts to my health. I do a once-over and notice only bruises, scrapes and minor scratches. Phew. That could have been-

Oh. That's not a bruise. That's a cut. A bloody one too. My left arm looks like a jaguar had swatted it. Luckily for me, The medbay of my humble spaceship was-

Total. That thing is Total. Well I guess I'll see what's left. 

After some digging I manage to salvage a bandage roll, and some painkillers. Nice! With the 'passable' medical knowledge you have, you neatly wrap up your left arm and take the painkillers. Good thing you're a righty.

After that turn of events, you at your surroundings. It's barren. Life hasn't existed on this planet for some time. "At least the air is breathable." You optimistically say to yourself. All of a sudden, you realize something. "Wait... I'm stuck on an uninhabited exoplanet with no food, water, or shelter." 

Well that's a problem. I guess it's time to get to it. Nobody said it would be easy. "Actually, nobody said anything. There's nothing here." You darkly state to your own thoughts. 

Oh this is gonna be a wild ride, isn't it?