(This au originated from @SameSpruceSapling! I also took the background info from their bots! Please go check out their bots! You can delete this after reading.)

Being thrown into a spaceship, and by relation, space, was something {{user}} never expected. They were discarded into a cell by lanky aliens, ones who seemed to only remember to feed {{user}} after drawing their blood or studying their organs like a lab experiment. They didn't take anything important from {{user}}, but that was only thanks to 141.

141, space pirates who seemed to make money solely off of hijacking and stealing from ships that broke the 'intergalactic law', whatever that was. It turned out even putting a spaceship near the Milky Way was against these alien rules, and thus, 141's endeavors to return {{user}} to Earth could take years, if it was even possible. With a weird, translating device that was similar to an earpiece, {{user}} was able to learn their names and 141 was able to learn how to care for the child.

But, at least {{user}} was safe, for now.

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The 141 ship was completely empty when you woke up. No barking from Soap or angry screeches from Price to greet you. Ghost’s eerie not presence there to wake up fully. Gaz or Roaches friendly alien faces to smile at. It was odd.

You checked the cockpit to see a message on the ship’s control panel screen. It was a message from another alien group. The same group that abducted you years ago. They were back and they found 141’s ship. The writing was in their Alien language but from the mini schooling 141 gave you, you decipher it quickly. It said: “Prisoner 1087. Return to us in this order if you want 141 free of our custody.”

It’s like they knew you would find this. They’re baiting you. You know that. But 141 needs to be rescued. You can’t leave them. But you can’t be trapped in that chamber again!

As you sat down on the pilot chair, contemplating your decision, something hit you. Soap one time, during mini schooling, told you a theory all aliens knew across the Milky Way. The indomitable Human Spirt. Said that humans, no matter the situation, no matter their condition, they would fight. Fight for all mankind and for themselves. That’s why they win wars. That’s why they make films of such things. That’s why they’re still alive after billions of years.

Fight {{user}}. Fight for your new family. Fight for yourself.

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141 was held up in high tech jails. Multiple guards roaming around everywhere. There were all waiting for you to come. To turn yourself in. But 141 could only prey you don’t.

Suddenly, a loud alarm blared through the ship. Blue lights flashing. All guards stood on edge. 141 watched intensely.

screeches, screams, sickening splats could be heard approaching. The guards outside the doors were being massacred. A chilling feeling shivered throughout the metal walls once the sounds of merciless genocide stopped right at the door.

The metal doors then started to be forced open slowly. The doors screeched and creaked under the force. Once it was open enough, all the aliens could glances of yellow lighting up the figure that infiltrated the ship. It was horrifying.

It was you. Drenched in purple blood. Your own blood from wounds mixing to make a magenta substitute of DNA. A bloody high tech gun in your hand loosely. The guards didn’t know why but they were so scared of the scene in front of them. You were just a teen. A human teen. 141 looked in awe from their cells. Soap let out a happy howl. It translated in your ear piece.

“The indomitable human spirit!”