A warning flashed on-screen:
Incoming Object — High Speed — Close Range.
His eyes narrowed. "No… not now."
He quickly pulled the ship's controls to the side, dodging sharp through the air. The stars twisted outside the windows. The engine gave a loud WHRRRRRR as the ship leaned hard.
But just as he turned—the incoming object turned with them.
Sakudara's face darkened. "Who the hell"
Through the foggy front screen, another ship appeared. Fast. Shiny. Reckless.
And inside it…
"BOBOOO!!!" Lyra screamed.
"Yaaaahooooo!!!" Boboboy shouted, standing half on the pilot seat, arms wide. "I'm flying, Lyra! I'M THE WIND!!"
"YOU'RE AN IDIOT!!" she yelled, trying to steady herself, half-floating in the air. "DON'T HIT THE OTHER—!"
"Too lateeeee—!!!" Boboboy grinned.
BOOOOM!!!
The two ships smashed into each other with a thunderous impact. Metal cracked, panels burst, and sparks flew in every direction.
The force of the hit knocked both ships off course. Pieces of wing and metal scattered across space. Both crafts spiraled downward—screaming toward a massive floating rock covered in crystal growths and old ruins.
CRAAASH!!!
They hit the rock together, skidding hard across its jagged surface. Screams and metal grinding filled the air as the ships merged, smashed, and finally came to a smoking stop—half-embedded into the side of the floating rock.
Silence.
Smoke rose.
Inside the wreck…
Sakudara's head lifted slowly. A line of blood ran from his forehead, but his eyes were burning with shock and rage. "What the... hell... just happened...?"
From the other side of the ship, a groan echoed.
"Ughhhh… I think we landed!" Boboboy coughed, popping up from under a pile of broken wires and snacks. His hair was full of chips and crumbs. He looked around, dazed. "Lyraaa? Did we win?"
From somewhere in the dark, Lyra growled. "You absolute MORON…"
Sharmitha blinked through the smoke, confused. She turned her head and gasped.
"Wait… is that a kid??" she cried. "Another ship? Who—who are they!?"
Sakudara stared through the broken glass window… and locked eyes with Lyra.
And Lyra… stared right back.
There was a beat of silence. An eerie stillness.
Fate had done something strange tonight.
Four people from different lives. Different stories. Different dreams.
But somehow…
They were meant to crash into each other.
Literally.
And Yes This is the beginning of the Epic Journey that they don't even know, what they gonna go through here on.