{"sf1_id":152582,"sf2_id":"Rm09r2Zn","title":"Prologue to F.U.R.","author":"The Red-Ringed Umbreon","words":426,"posted_at":"2010-06-09T21:03:00.000Z","tags":["Adventure","Story Progression","Story Series"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/152582-prologue-to-f-u-r","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Rm09r2Zn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/71/e3/71e3df51-87eb-4986-843f-08f2aea05e12","description":"#1 of F.U.R Part 1","content":"This is my ongoing series of...well you'll find out.So, I hope you like F.U.R., and no it doesn't stand for anything.  \nAll Characters © of me. Any likeness is probably just a coincidence\n\n}- - - - -{ }- - - - -{ }- - - - -{\n\nPrologue to F.U.R.\n\nThe Alarms all go off, the ship was going into a nose dive into the planet. All of the screens, all over the now abandoned command station, were flashing «ERROR!!!» over and over. The large vessel was missing a wing, and parts of the hull were chipping off. The clattering of boots echoed the halls as the crew headed for the ECPs, or Emergency Crash Positions.\n\nCaptain David Alexander gets into his seat as the door starts the air-locking sequence, \"Men, this will push you past your breaking points, so try to stay strong.\"\n\n\"Captain,\" the guy in the front, near the computerized navigation system, turns to him, \"Most...well all of the cargo will be...lost.\"\n\nHe looks at the heads of his 12 crewmates and he sighs. He wouldn't be seeing most of them after the crash too, he knows this, \"If you don't survive...It's been good serving with you. So to those who do, I will need to see you as soon as you come to...that goes for you too, Bones\" The young private in the front flinches as he knew what he meant; it meant that this was going to hurt like hell.\n\nThe on-board computers start counting down to the crash:\n\n«1 MINTUE»\n\n«55 SECONDS»\n\n«50 SECONDS»\n\n«45 SECONDS»\n\nSitting away from the crew members, in another part of the ship, lays a man in a metal cage.\n\n«40 SECONDS»\n\nNow this man had nothing to lose, and all to gain.\n\n«35 SECONDS»\n\nHe was a gambling man, of sorts. And this was THE biggest gamble of them all.\n\n«30 SECONDS»\n\nHe hits the sawed bars of the cell open and he jumps out of the hole.\n\n«20 SECONDS»\n\nHe runs down the hallway of other cages and makes it to the first group of emergency seats he could find and sitting there was his four accomplices, ready for the crash.\n\n«10 SECONDS»\n\nHe breaks his chains around his wrists, along with theirs.\n\n«7 SECONDS»\n\nHe fastens on his straps.\n\n«4 SECONDS»\n\nHe nods his heads to the other jump suited guys.\n\n«IMPACT»\n\nA flash of bright light rips through the ship.\n\n}- - - - -{ }- - - - -{ }- - - - -{\n\nTo Be Continued...Sometime later...Maybe...Yeah, Later\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"F.U.R Part 1","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/152880-f-u-r-part-1.json"}}