"Commander Star!" yelled sargent Joey,"Engines one and three are offline, and there isn't enough power to warp using two! What are we going to do?"
The sound of warping was a screeching, pulsing sound, almost maddening.
"Convert all power from engines four and two to Portal X. it will bring us to Earth timeline 831915." she explained
"O-ok" Joey stammered.
*CONVERTING POWER TO PX379*
A sort of swirling mist formed at the base of the doorway, and Star jumped into it but Joey hesitated. Suddenly a huge vibration shocked the spaceship 'Comet Dust IV' knocking Joey through the mist.
And all that they knew fell away, falling, falling through a seemingly endless sleep, a never-ending dream, a dream of reality, the hope for a better world. Of sadness and loss, and the beings, people worse off than itself. This world, 'Earth' was falling apart. As they fell through their dreams, they felt the hopes and emotions of a billion beings, cramped on this small world. It felt sacrifice and war and fear. A world falling into a hellish chaos. Then they felt something new. Peace, kindness, love, joy. This world needed more of that.
Joey never liked the sensation of having their atoms separated. They were always scared that it wouldn't reform the right way.
"Come on Joey! We have to fix the portal!" Yelled Star.
"Coming Ma'am!" replied Joey.
And they started the long journey home.
