Humans

Crash

The mission was routine at best. Study Earth and it's inhabitants while maintaining cloak. We were piloting the newly created Y-C-7, an exploration craft devised for almost this exact purpose. It has three power cores and three core systems, not very complex. The systems were cloak, shields, and thrusters, each assigned a max of one power core. All I had to do was manage possible system failures. Hopefully the cloak admitting blinding light has been fixed, the amount of human reports on balls of light before we got that fixed are shocking.
"Derg." The voice of a well known friend spoke at me.
"Hey Tert What's up." I replied relaxing on the command chair at the front of the ship. It really was a nice view from here, the rooms walls were one way see through that allowed me too see the space through our ship. I could see the ship through the door my friend just opened, the complex tunnels of wires a stark contrast from the cleanness of space.
"Really, 'What's up'. You've been picking up on human dialogue quite a bit." He sarcastically replied. It was the kind of thing to sneak up on you though, human dialect.
"Yeah I might want to let you take over for awhile." I said stretching out of the command seat. I took one last look at space before returning to the ship, the door closing behind me with a whirl and an almost silent thud.
I took a left then a right after exiting with hopes to maybe pass by Hok, or John as he calls himself now. As luck would have it I came across him looking into the reactor as he tried to achieve something with his data pad. Occasionally frustratingly tapping the screen to seemingly no avail.
"Derg, what are you doing here?" He asked not looking up from his tablet.
"My shifts over. having problems with the generator?" I questioned, Looking at the green mix of sparks and fluids inside a clear cylinder that was the generator.
"No, just trying to connect this tablet to the generator. Unfortunately it's just not receiving my inputs." He answered after another round of tapping. Eventually he sighed and shrunk the tablet, planting it back into his right arm.
"You know I recently got another signal from earth." He said as he began rummaging through his pile of human signals he collected and stored in his left arms deployable screen. Usually the signals weren't important. And usually he didn't find them, he tended to seek out human things. A few interesting movies, maybe some games, he collected all of it.
"What is it?" I asked as I peeked over his should to see him rummage. The speed with which he flew through these and the amount named signal only served to make it more astonishing that he could find anything.
"Found it." He finally exclaimed as he selected a signal.
"It's a movie about aliens invading earth." He explained as he began walking towards the quarters. I followed him close behind taking a right at the first Turn.
"Sounds interesting." I exclaimed as he gestured for me to take a left into the quarters. The quarters were usually empty, aside from "night time" as the mandatory rest period was dubbed. But luckily Olop was already in there, using the screen to play chess against an A.I, He was losing terribly. Chess was an interesting human game, it quickly gained a following in the colony, it being both simple and complex. Before I could try against the A.I a report came in through the coms.
"Kitob ship exiting cloak near us evasive measures necessary." Olop cursed and rushed away from the table past us and straight forward towards the laser turret and the central power core. I made my way a similar direction passing him as he reached the turret. Shortly after I reached the command center where Tert was already making pre-combat measures. I sat down to his right at the plane shift station.
I tapped a button on my stations screen. The screen swiftly shifted into a three dimensional model of the space currently surrounding us. This was for plane shifting, it was a simple process of shifting between planes of existence to "teleport" or move "faster than light," when if fact we are doing none of those things. Our brains simply interpret rapid teleportations as moving extremely fast. Luckily our ship had two thrusters which are slightly altered from each other, this allows for plane shifting, safely at least.
The Kitob ship opened fire using plasma weaponry, rather slow but it's almost acidic properties allowed it to melt through ships and shields alike. Luckily it was easy to plane shift out of their fire. Jumping to the left and right to evade blankets of plasma fire.
Unfortunately the Kitob ship picked up on this rather fast plane shifting right up to us in an attempt to ram. The ship had stronger shields so a ram would be devastating, our ship being a scout class had improved mobility allowing us to dodge. Although with the Kitob plane shifting I had to be constantly watching the screen.
I just barely evaded another ram when the Kitob ship fired a energy discharge hitting our ship. The breadth of the discharge prevented evasion, on top of that the discharge temporarily disabled our power cores.
Tert cursed as he attempted to get the systems operational again. Cursing was mostly a human thing although it was a great way to quickly express great anger at something or someone.
"The right engine has taken damage. We can't plane shift, go back and help John with the cores." Tert told me as he attempted to use thrusters to evade plasma for with less preferable results.
I ran down the hallway hearing the distinct hiss of plasma melting through metal. Even before I took the right to right to see John I could look into space. I got a good look at the Kitob ship as green balls were flung off of it landing on another part of the ship I couldn't see. The ship in question was mostly an orange blocky blade, with green accents I could only assume were plasma cannons.
My passing glimpse was cut off as John charged me shouting something I couldn't make out. He deployed his left arms shield and had it facing away from me, in the blink of an eye he closed the distance to me. Slamming into me and landing on top of me.
Shortly after an explosion raged out from the core, traveling down the tunnel and mostly being sucked into space. However the shockwave still hit like a truck, as the humans would describe it. John rolled off of me and called out to Tert. I got back up only to see small chunks of debris careening through the ship.
"Divert all remaining power to the thrusters, bring us down to earth." John shouted to Tert as a piece of debris caused the door to open. I looked through The hole in the ship and thought how lucky we were to all have our armor on. It was almost always on a mandatory requirement for space travel. Another thing I saw through the hole was glimpses of earth and the sun as we spun into earth. The hissing of plasma silenced by the distinct groan of shields booting up as we entered the atmosphere. Soon after the ship was coated in flames, only stopping to review the ground which we were rapidly approaching.
Once we hit my vision turned black, and I could only barely make out the sounds of our ship being skid across the ground.