~Starblade~

1.

Earth 2068.
Earth has evolved a lot in the past years, Humans have mastered the art of creating Space Ships.
They have been trying to make one which will let them investigate the galaxy.
Today, They were about to test their latest ship.

All TV Channels broadcasted the launching of the ship, all countries prepare themselves waiting excitedly for the ship to launch.

Inside the ship, the Twenty Year old Tom Nork sat on the pilot seat.
Tom had Short, messy, black hair, he wore the pilot's outfit, but beside him he had a backpack with clothes.
He had a burn scar in his left hand.

Tom sat anticipating, waiting for the order to start the ship.
His boss started doing a countdown.

"5...!"

Americans were shown holding tightly to their seats.

"4...!"

Some Russians watched the countdown in a small TV on a bar.

"3...!"

Chileans watched the broadcast eating their lunch.

"2...!"

Japanese people watched the broadcast on a billboard while walking through the crowded streets.

"And....! ONE!"

As the countdown ended, Tom activated the ship and A loud sound came from the ship, as fire came from the ship, before it launched to space.

Tom felt the excitement but also the fear as he now left Earth.
He thought to himself "I'm doing this... I'm ACTUALLY doing this!".
Satellites recorded the ship and how it was doing but then...

*Crash!*

The ship Tom was in crashed against an asteroid, the asteroid destroyed most of the ship.
Tom's smile instantly faded as he activated quickly his mask to breath in space.
The now broken ship sucked Tom out of the ship, and Tom felt the cold of space.

Tom was now floating in space, The oxygen in his suit slowly draining out at each breath he took.
Desesperated, he started searching for something to help him.

Tom - "Oh god, Oh God, Oh God.... Please Commander tell me you added something to help me-"

"Hello Mister Nork."

An emotionless and robotic voice spoke, seemingly from nowhere
Tom got startled by the voice, his suit keeping him alive from space.

Tom - "What the-?!"

"I would advise you stop speaking that much Mister Nork, speaking will make you waste oxygen."

Tom reluctantly shut up, now extremely confused

"Permit me to introduce myself. I am
U.C.P.A.I, Or Useful. Compannion. Powered. By. Artificial. Intelligence.
Or you can always call me Pai."

Tom spoke a bit more relieved, now knowing it was an AI his commander surely put on his suit

Tom - "O-oh, well Pai... Can you... I don't know, Save me from my death in space?"

Pai - "Of course, activating Repulsor boots and hands.
We will take at least 3 hours before we reach an alien planet, the repulsors can get Approximately to 157,683,333,333 km/h."