Pilot

A thrilling sound. One of horror some would say - but fear not - no one is dying, not yet.

*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*

"Now shut your mouth, stupid. Only making it worse..." the man said with frustration in his voice. Wait. Man? Woman? Human? This was yet unclear. 

"Jackalor! It's going fast, I don't think we still have hope. Let's think about-" Another voice resonated in the room, interrupted soon after it started speaking.

"You don't understand, Mongrel. We cannot simply stop here. Put the finger in the nose and we're done for. Even if we make it out alive, somehow..." said Jackalor, irritated - and soon after: "Why did no one put a silencing button in the first place?" The sour beeping and screeching was still going on.

"Look forward, you two! We're getting closer to the impact. Mongrel is right, Jackalor. The mission has no future. This nonsensical struggle has to stop," someone behind the front seats yelled.

"Be what you may, I'm crashing with the ship nonetheless if I must. You'all can save your sorry asses if ya want," Jackalor said. His voice seemed steady, and yet with a slight sense of nervousness.

"All right Mongrel, get your ass here. That bastard can cry all he wants," he said, followed by "...in his grave;" after a short break.

"We, Advin Crestipher and Mongrel Salmonter request the mission's abolishment and respectively, the permission to use the emergency capsules," Mongrel said, holding onto the futuristic ball floating above the control panel.

[Acces permited. Initiating emergency protocol.]

*DING DING DING DING*

A door opened, revealing three huge capsules, packed with dilly-dallies, red lights, and whatnot. The kinds you'd see in most Sci-Fi movies that involved emergency spatial departures.

The two of them stepped foot inside. Mongrel tried to glance at Jackalor's face - to say goodbye one last time - but he didn't look back. Mongrel was about to say something but was interrupted by Advin, who firmly kicked his back to quickly get inside.

'This is it with the mission, and with Jackalor too,' Advin thought. "Hey, if you still make it out alive after landing..." He started saying but couldn't bring himself to finish the sentence.

"Got it," Jackalor (or Jack for short) replied.

The two comrades set off. Where? It didn't matter, somewhere where they'd still be alive. They'd figure it out from there.

With a little less weight on the ship, it seemed that the situation had gotten better. But Jack knew that that was simply a short feeling. Like a falling star that comes and goes.

'Maybe I should've gotten away too? There's still time, maybe. I could get to it in a flash and maybe, just maybe, it would be for the better,' Jack thought. In that moment he remembered. The words "family" and "comrades" flashed into his mind. Experiencing more emotion than his kind was used to. But it mattered not much, for he was ready to live or die before even stepping foot on this ship.

[Warning! Impact is imminent in: 120,.. 119,.. 118,...]

And then it stopped.

"..." Quietness unveiled all around.

It was like time itself had stopped outside the cabin. Trying to make sense of what had happened, Jack started inspecting.

In front there was light. Blinding light. Sunshine of a diety if there even was one that Jack's kind believed in.

Stunned, he got up, moving his head and body erratically. Looking, searching, trying to make sense out of it. But he could not, for it was something beyond his understanding.

While the extraterrestrial ship was falling to Earth, (the planet Jack's kind examined from a distance for thousands of years in secrecy) it hit something. Or more like, he thought he did. But there was no impact. Like a magnet that simply floated in the air after trying to collide with its same pole.

And then the light disappeared. It was now dark. Darker than it had been before the light. It felt like the light changed its color from white to black.

"Where is this?" Jack said as if awaiting a response.

No voice replied.

Jack did not know if his ship was floating or falling very so slightly or not at all.

*Thud* *Thud*

Jack was startled. Did he get himself into a meteorite shower perchance?

Something was thumping into the roof of the ship, violently. Trying to open it like brute forcing a can of tomato soup open.

"This strange planet of theirs is driving me crazy. A second ago I was falling, now I'm being hit by meteorites. Give me a break already!" Jack said, shouting at the last part.

*Bvup* *Boop* *Schree*

The ship was screeching, thumbing, making sounds like a woman in labor. And then: *Fvshh*

Water started dripping out. Albeit in small amounts at first, it soon started pouring down harder.

Jack, almost in a daze did not act at all at first - for the concept of water was only familiar to him through textbooks, for he did not have it on his planet - but then, it hit the top of his head and it woke him up.

"Water? I landed on Earth?" A sense of amazement, followed by ecstasy befell him for he landed successfully.

"Hell yea-bfgh" Jack began to shout but was interrupted by drips and drops flowing in his throat.

*BOOM*

It finally made a hole big enough for it to go through.

"Is that... Oh boy, it is! A damn whale! Come at me baby, I'll mess you-AgHaUb." Water had once again interrupted Jack's monologue.

[Water - 2] I [Extraterrestrial - 0]

This time it was serious. Aliens needed air too. That was their main source of nourishment (as a matter of fact).

"Crap, I have to get out now. If only it weren't for the ship's barrier malfunctioning..."

He jumped and got to the roof where he made eye contact with the beast but soon submerged back down. The concept of swimming was alien to Jack.

He tried once more, harder. Above and beyond, he floated and when the whale came at him, he simply grabbed it. Going with the flow.

After a long and fierce battle of holding on to the creature, Jack could finally see light. And *Poof* the whale had taken him right to the surface. He could now let go. But the whale didn't intend to just give him a free taxi ride. It opened its mouth, revealing ferocious teeth. Jack was not afraid, his mother had a more terrifying pair. He simply kicked, jumping high, dozens of times higher than a pole vault athlete, greatly injuring the whale's head in the process.

A little further he saw a fishing boat and Jack made that his next destination.

He fell and fell and then finally stepped foot among humans. So delicate, so complex, little creatures.

Before they even got to react properly, one was gone. Then another and another and so on... Their headless or heartless bodies thumbing on the floor. Screams and shouts, words and sounds... Until only one was left. Jack had figured that was enough.

"WhEre iz thiz, human?"