Creation --- Development (DISCONTINUED)

Removed: Chapter One, Edition One

This is the original first chapter of Creation during it's first stages. Some features here may be used in the story, others will not. This IS NOT the first chapter of Creation, and it will not be, as it has been changed. 


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[{Chapter One}]

The Observatory shot straight ahead in a wormhole. It took far too long to cross the universe when it wasn't. I was at my chair at the ship's control room. My Exus, "Tryanus", floated besides me. He was a flame creature, using telepathy to communicate with beady black eyes and a magenta head. He had a body, but he never used it. "Why tire yourself out walking when you could just levitate?" He told me when I asked him a few years back.

I looked at the terminal on top my desk. The large screen of the ship showed signatures of bandit ships trailing us. "Oh, wonderful," I pouted. "Tryanus, they're shooting missiles." I rolled my eyes dramatically and shot lasers back at them, disabling their ships. A loud BANG rocked the Observatory, then the lights flickered. My left eye lit up in magenta flame, producing a light glow, enough to allow me to see better.

I scanned my terminal screen. "The shields absorbed the blast," I said. "How long till' we reach the station?" The flickering stopped and my eye went out.

<-A few seconds.-> Tryanus looked at the ceiling, then floated over to the ship's throttle. <-Slowing to impulse, dropping out of the rift...-> The ship slowed quickly as the wormhole rift opened up, creating ripples like a rock thrown in a lake.

As the Observatory emerged from the wormhole rift, the (Tekenhalmian Space Exploration and Research Space Station) T.S.E.R.S.S. came into view. Almost six times larger than the original space bunker, it now hosted as a home, trade stop, and a place to send communications for over 25,000 planets, blocking out the red giant Goliath. People from all over come to visit, even those in other galaxies. One time the station was swarming with Terrans after one of their massive warships, a Xifer, took heavy damage in a large-scale battle with the Astro Rebels. Quite obviously the Terrans won, yet it was surprising that the AR managed to deal so much damage.

I had to take control of the station after the Rebellion, an eighteen-year long battle of the Tekenhalmians with the AR. I saw a few parts of it, when the Rebel ships first came, and at the end when the Tekens, Astrophisons, and Frontier evicted them from the planet when they were defeated. After the AR, the Tekens finally went into space, a bit later than they should have had.

Tryanus was typing something into the terminal of the ship. <-Alright, we're good to release,-> he telepathized.

"Got it. Come on, let's go home." I went to the Observatory's docking bay, hit a red button and got in the hornet space craft there, a small, one-person fighter. Tryanus floated in, dissolving away but his mind still there. I pressed a few buttons in the hornet, closing the cockpit lid. A countdown continued.

5... 4...

3... 2...

1.

The forward airlock opened up, showing the T.S.E.R.S.S. In all its glory. The star behind it let off a bright luminescence, evoking a glow to the ships coming in and out of the station. There weren't too many ships at this time, we'd been getting word that space pirates were plundering a large amount of merchant ships from lesser Factions.

I flew forward to the landing bay of the T.S.E.R.S.S. I brought my Hornet to a halt, landing it lightly into the Reserved – Commander spot. Popping open the cockpit lid, I jumped out of the ship and walked into the station, getting immediately welcomed by the shiny, Platinum Alloy floor, ceiling and walls. The smell of different drinks and foods filled the air. I walked over to the bridge, the sliding doors opening as I got near. Inside were my top–ranking people and friends. Blizz, my head engineer and translator, sat near the doors. He had two terminals on his desk, and he was pure black and inky. His eyes shinned a violent, crimson red, although he himself was preferred not to fight. A dark mist surrounded him, so seeing his body wasn't possible.