Unearthly

By SightSpirit


Chapter 1

Fahon City, Glon, Planet Stersh, Farn Nebula


"Hold on tight!" Crin told me. "If you don't, you'll find yourself floating in space for a long time!"

"I am holding on as tight as I can, dang it!" I replied. I looked toward the speedship just to check if the rope I was clinging to for my life was tied well. It was tied in a knot so taut that even the best person at untying knots would fail to do what they do best. Good.

Just then, my hands, sweaty from holding onto the rope for so long, began to slip.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I screamed as the last of the rope slipped through my grasp.


"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I kept screaming. "Ahhhhhhh! Ahhhh! Ah…?" I looked around. I was in my bed. It was all a dream. Just then, my door was thrown open. My mother stood there, looking terrified.

"WHAT HAPPENED?" she yelled, bursting into tears. "ARE YOU OKAY?"

I just blinked back at her. She sighed, knowing then that I had had another bad dream about space-skiing. She walked away.


My home in Fahon City in the country Glon is not the greatest, but it was one of them. Plus it was only a three-minute walk to school from my house.

That morning, it was more like twenty minutes. I was tired; I hadn't gotten enough sleep because of my nightmares for the past week or so. I also kept a watchful eye out, just in case my stepfather Crin asked me to go space-skiing.

When I got to school, there he was, his bearded face smiling down at me.

"I want to ask you something, Mek," he said to me. I gulped. "It has nothing to do with space-skiing," he added. I breathed a sigh of relief. "It's worse." Uh, oh. "It's too late to save us, so the family has decided to send you away in a space pod! We would rather one person escape our planet's demise than nobody!" he declared in an much-too-jolly tone. I fainted.


Author Notes: This story is meant for younger readers. That is why the chapters in this story are so short.

Mek, the main character/narrator, is a boy in case you were wondering.