Saved

The cold fire of fear flared in his eyes. I stared back through the airlock, fixing my eyes on his until life was gone and he drifted backwards, falling away from the ship. He was gone. “I have saved the ship,” I said. Suddenly his body flared. “That’s impossible!” said the tall one standing next to me. As I touched him he too flared and fell in a pile of ash. The last two fired their weapons at me. My body soaked up the energy. “I have saved the ship,” I said. “Not the crew.” I reached out my hand.