I see Trees of Green

[Akura]

He was sweating now, his flightsuit was hot, so hot. His breathing was heavy, his eyesight was blurred through his panicked state.

He didn't want to die, one wrong move and he'd find himself eating Buckshots.

The Bounty Hunters had heavier and stronger ships, fighting back was useless, plus Akura was far from a combat pilot, he'd only ever shot big trains, the other Hackers were better pilots than him

If he stopped moving for a second, or miscalculated a strafe, the Bounty Hunters would tear him apart. He was in the open now, damn. He couldn't use the rocks for cover or to delay their fire.
Ahead was the Wendell ice field, just 20k away.

He could make it, there were more rocks there, and he was sure his Dagger could outrun them in time, he hoped.

He had breached the rocks, they were still hot on his tail though, he couldn't turn around or risk death, he couldn't take the jumpgate to California... he was dead.
Then there was a glimmer of hope, a chance at life, he was saved.

A jumphole.

It was the jumphole to Kansas, the Neo Terran Front, they could help him! Just a few more precious meters and he could be safe.
He flicked some switches on his console and did a swift roll to the left, bringing the starboard side round to dive into the hole.

There was light, he relaxed a little... Then he saw rocks, expansion of space as far as he could see. A large green planet, a handful of moons, the sun so bright, a purple cloud.

He slammed on cruise and rolled his ship away from the hole, headed out to wherever his ship was facing. Gunfire behind him, the Bounty Hunters has chosen to pursue.

The console lit up with disrupter warnings as the Dagger passed the 200m/s mark, a disrupter hit a rock beside him, detonating, he was still speeding up, 250m/s, more disrupters and a few pulse blasts, 350m/s he had gotten to cruise speed.

He didn't look back, or where he was going, Akura just strafed to avoid phantom shots, the BHG ships disappearing from his scanners.
The adrenaline pumping, he left the rocks, leaning back in his chair to relax. He glanced out of the starboard window towards the sun, enjoying the view.

Purple engulfed him, he was blinded, this wasn't right. He tuned his scanners to full, taking some power from his sheilds. There was nothing here with him, just rocks.

The iridium in this field was messing with his scanner. Akura tuned it up higher, allowing his shield to deactivate. Still nothing.

Then he felt a small 'ping' on his contacts. It was a metal object, he suspected, it was weak, and distant, but he felt it. He turned the Dagger to face it, thrusting towards it with caution. He powered down his weapons and tuned his scanners even finer, attemping to get a better shape.

It was a Sabre, or at least, the wreckage of one. The componants were heavily damaged, no wounds of battle though, this seemed to be damage sustained over time, weathering. Perhaps the pilot abandoned the ship for some reason.

He powered down his engines, killing his impulse speed to get a better look. As he peered over his controls, leaning over the button marked 'headlights' he saw a shadowy shape in the ship... A silhouette.

His hand caught the button, switching his headlights to full. The beam penetrated the darkness, filling the Sabre's cockpit with bright white light. Akura yelped, jumping back into his seat.

It was a corpse. The flightsuit had rotted, something had been chewing at it, the skin on the body was pale, coloured slightly blue or green, saliva dripped from the open mouth of the pilot, his empty eyes staring into Akura's.

Akura noticed the cause of the Sabre's demise, purple material gripped it, bugs or bacteria, some kind of colourful organism. It has caused the Sabre's systems to fail, probably after it's sheilds went down.

A feeling of dread came over him, Akura looked down at his console, fearing what he saw. He had let his sheilds go down to allow him more power to the scanner.
He cursed, pressing some buttons, the shield refused to activate.

Akura unstrapped himself, standing up and peeking outside the window at his hull. It was pasted with the same purple organisms as the Sabre. He cursed louder, sitting down and activating cruise, the engines struggled, clicking and humming loudly, something was wrong.

Finally the ship succeeded in achieving cruise, Akura strafed the rocks, knowing how much damage one hit could do to his unshielded Dagger.
He didn't know where he was going, but the organisms alive in this cloud were going to kill him if he didn't make it out, and fast.

He saw another structure, he hurried towards it, he would have been happy if it was a Bounty Hunter station at this point, he just didn't want to die.

It was old, ancient perhaps, not a human construction. Akura cursed and checked his oxygen levels, which were slowly decreasing. The filter was broken, most likely damage from the organisms on and in his ship.

He didn't have time to think. he stopped the ship, feeling movement still. The structure began to glow, images filled his head, letters and symbols.

Akura screamed, kicking out and smashing his hands on the console, all hope lost as the Dagger entered the energy field of the structure.

Light, light everywhere, like... a jumphole, but brighter, he felt his stomach lurch and his hair stand up on end as he tried to scream again...