Ion-Trailer

Jumping the last wall to kill the Pirate King, Warrior Turk Sabullah, glanced up at the Lor fighters swooping in overhead. In that instant of distraction, the pirate discharged an Iontrailer transporter and caught in its vortex of swirling ions, Turk was transported unconscious, spinning through space and time to an unknown destination. However, the Pirate, Ughler, in a panic about to be killed by Sabullah, had keyed in seven random numbers and pushed the trigger. So, the pirate did not know what coordinate he had chosen. Within the ion transporter, Turk traveled far through the cosmos until the transporter reached the programmed coordinates and dumped its passenger, awake, on his back in a muddy field, staring at spitting liquid drops hitting his faceplate. He lay there looking at the pebbly liquid and hoped it was rain, not acid. Realizing what had happened and angry at his carelessness, he resigned to his fate and rolled to his feet. He checked his sim-suit armor, grateful to find no rips. Scanning his surroundings, he saw a solid wall of black clouds moving toward him at a fast pace. He knew an Iontrailer would punch through a planet's atmosphere, and its Ions would disrupt the normal weather pattern causing a great storm, and that storm was now headed his way. In his weakened condition, he needed shelter. He spotted a building across the field. He started to run and felt like he was wearing lead boots. He quickly learned this planet had a heavy magnetic core. He made it across the field and stepped through a wide opening into a large building just as the storm swept in full force. Ice pellets hit the metal roof like bullets. Inside, there were no beings, only horses, and they were looking at him curiously over stall gates. Horses? Horses, breath oxygen. He had ridden horses on Sombriah, but this did not look like Sombriah. He muttered, "Where the space junk, am I?''