there's three things that you can easily pinpoint as pillars in your life that have shaped you into who you are today. the first is your mother, she's the one who carried you to term, who brought you into this world and held your hand until you deemed it was too embarrassing to hold your mother's hand. you didn't care if people thought you were weak or soft or whatever 'cruel' word they wanted to throw your way. you treasured your mother because she was all that you had. she helped you with your school lessons, she allowed you to embrace anything you wanted to do. she didn't think any of your ideas were stupid, she pushed you to discover your limits, to find your interests and the hobbies that you loved. she was your biggest fan and in turn, you were hers as well, even when she got sick.
every thing that happened to you before she got sick is inconsequential in the long run. you know, deep down, that she wouldn't be around forever, but you hadn't thought that that time would come so soon. you feel like your entire world is crashing to the ground as you care for her. it pains you to look at her each day and see her grow just a bit weaker, to see the light slowly fading from her eyes as the time goes bye. you play the role of diligent son well - at her side the entire time, passing up opportunities that you know she would berate you for if she were healthy, but you know that she needs you more and that other opportunities will come eventually.
it's hard at first to give up your dreams of having your mother at your side as you go through all the important steps of becoming an adult. at least you know that she's watching over you as you finally take your first steps on your own. it's weird to be alone, to not have anyone in your corner rooting for you. and you were right, more opportunities do come up for you and you're hesitant to take them, hesitant of the change, of leaving the one place that you've known all your life. and yet you have to, it's the only way you can survive now.
the alliance is a great opportunity, you know this. it's the largest space exploration company on earth, even if half of it's goal is to fight against aliens - namely the colterons who are the most aggressive towards humans. luckily it's not all about fighting and they need navigators. bright, young men who are mechanically and technically skilled with computers, robotics, languages, almost any skill that flexed the mind was needed. and of course those who excelled physically were needed as well as fighters, though you didn't want to be one of them. you wouldn't survive if you were one of them. it wouldn't be like how your mother had raised you and you were doing all of this for her after all.
being a navigator, that you know, that you can succeed in. you pass all their tests with flying colors, you're the top of your class because you don't have the luxury to mess around. you're easily the fast worker and you know the most ways to work around problems that arise. it's flattering when your peers come to you with questions and you can help them. for once you start to feel like you're needed again, like you're important and you flourish under that scrutiny. some how their praise and constant eyes make you work harder, you need to prove that you can live up to this image that they've created of you.
you're beyond thrilled when you're tapped to join a mission and be paired with a fighter of your very own. your whole career had been building up to this and you're so ecstatic that you almost cry. this is it. this is finally it, everything you've studied for, planned for, worked for, it's coming to fruition. kepler. that's where you're supposed to be stationed. a huge and beautiful ship who's mission isn't to fight the colteron directly, but to first explore an abandoned ship floating through space. you honestly couldn't ask for a better mission assignment. it's the perfect mission to showcase your skills and show everyone that you know exactly what you're doing.
and you certainly couldn't ask for a better task name either. selene. it's soft and unassuming like you try to be, but it comes from a goddess of the moon. and as you know, the moon can be cold and unrelenting to those it doesn't wish to help. your hopes are quickly dashed as you find out that the navigator abel is on the kepler. if there was anyone who was better than you, it was him. you've never actually met him but you dislike him from the start. your small inferiority complex rearing it's ugly head as you try your best to prove you're just as good as he is. you know that that's not true, abel is leagues above you, able to do things that you couldn't even imagine and he had the experience of being a navigator who had fought colterons before.
at least it seems like your fighter approves of you. helios. the sun to your moon and it's so fitting that you can't imagine anything different. immediately he's flattering of your skills and you don't know what to think. you've heard of the bond that navigators and fighters often form but you hadn't thought that you'd feel it so strongly, so sudden. it's almost a love at first sight type of situation and for awhile you kind of hate that idea. you don't need to be distracted by your work, you don't need someone to pump compliments into your mind with no basis behind them. but slowly, you give in to his silky voice, to his pretty face. it's hard when he's always there, willing to learn what you do and complimenting you on a job well done. plus, he seems to think that you're the best thing that he's ever seen. it's embarrassing.
your first mission onto the abandoned ship was terrible. things had been simple at first, just a quick exploration and collect information. except things went so so wrong. the ship unexpectedly gained power back without anyone tampering with it and while the datapad was collecting information from the ship's database, it short circuited and abel was hurt. even helios was slightly injured with a head wound, but thankfully it was just a scratch that looked worse than it was. abel wasn't that lucky, he was stuck in the medical wing for a couple of days for recovery, but you barely had time to worry.
the datapad had managed to collect some information from the ship, but it was encrypted in some type of foreign alien language that wasn't colteron. the idea that there were unknown alien species was fascinating and at the same time frightening as well. what if they were violent like the colteron? you didn't think humans would be able to fight against two violent alien races. you spent hours on the main deck, wracking your brain for how to solve this puzzling mystery. you had no idea where to even begin, not even the ship's language specialist could decipher what the datapad had collected. you felt like a failure despite all that helios tried to tell you to change your mind. his compliments made you blush and they still brought you a spark of happiness, but you weren't doing your job, so of course you weren't being successful.
your self-hatred comes back ten-fold once able is released from the medical bay and immediately comes to the main deck and starts solving the problem that you'd been slaving over for so long. god, how could he get things so easily and why didn't everyone seem to gravitate towards the blonde. it set a seething pile of jealous coursing through you as you and helios left the main deck to solve another problem in the hangar while every one else fawned over abel. it seems that someone tampered with cain and able's ship and cain is freaking out on the service technicians couldn't calm him down.
at least he seemed to calm down when you talked to him. you don't know how to explain what you're seeing, even after you call helios over to look the ship over with you. it's not until you look over your own ship, the ediface, that you confirm what you believed to be true. all the ships had been tampered with, someone with the knowledge of a navigator had done this. you told everyone in the hangar not to touch the ships, to disable the power cores and leave them alone until you could figure out who had meddled with the ships. it was alarming that someone had sabotaged the ships like that, it was one of the only ways to get off the kepler and now it wasn't there as an option if an emergency happened.
you knew you had to report it to commander hayden, but helios reminded you of the training session that you'd agreed on for today, the idea of the training having completely escaped your mind with everything else going on. you're not sure if it's adrenaline from the practice or helios' constant praise or the stress you've been under or some combination of all three, but something possesses you to join helios in his training pod after you're both done. your cheeks are tinged far redder than you'd ever like to believe as you slide in beside him, the pod leaving very little room with the two of you inside it.
your face is red as you give helios a confirmation about moving fast as you slide a hand down his slick black uniform, making a comment about how helios is already pretty excited too. you think, at one point, you would have been embarrassed about this. would have had enough tact to wait until you two were in your room before doing something so risque, but there's a slight thrill in doing this sort of thing where you might be caught. his weight in your hand is pleasing, almost familiar and you don't want to lose it even after he's finished and you're coming down from that rush of adrenaline. his breath is hot against your skin and you want to feel his touch more, to have more room to move, but you make do with what you have. after all, you're sure this won't be the last time you have helios in your hands with his lips against yours and your face flushed pink with exertion.
some thing has felt off since you examined the fighters. you can't place your finger on it, but the fact that they could only have been tampered with by someone with experience as a navigator, it rubbed you the wrong you. you couldn't place your finger on it until you saw abel coming on to cain basically in the middle of the hallway. you knew the two of them were more than just partners in the normal navigator and fighter sense - like helios and you were - but you'd never seen abel so brazen, so bold. and now that you think on it, he's been acting very strange lately. at least ever since the mission to that abandoned ship and the sudden power surge and everything else. you're not exactly sure what to say or do besides stare at them with a disgusted face and call helios to come with you.
you've got an idea about what's going on, but you're not quite sure yet. it has to be something with that ship. you need to analyze the data log more. the time you've poured into the log isn't merely enough and what you do understand from the information, it's only a part of the whole puzzle and you wish you could delve into it further. but before you could, the communication system was taken over. someone warning that the kepler and all those who are aboard it will die. the escape pods were sabotaged and the air supply depleted as the engines fail.
there's fear in your eyes as you look at helios, he's the last thing you want to see if you're going to die. it sounds sudden and very emotional, but you think that if there's one person that means the world to you now, it's him. you're not even sure if he thinks the same about you, obviously he does physically, but emotionally? you don't know. you would like to hope he does. then suddenly you hear cain say he knows that voice and everything clicks in your head.
you start barking orders to those that will listen, mostly just helios and a couple of the other navigators already in the bridge when you start to figure it out. you need the medical pad, helios grabs it for you and you're able to find the answer to all of this. cain drags abel to the medical bay and you use the information that you've collected to set everything right. it was a type of virus, possibly technological and biological at the same time, you're not too sure, but you found the cure. abel was cured and the kepler was saved and things returned to normal.
there's some type of power rush that overcomes you as you and helios return to your cabin and you can't help but offer him the chance to take things further than you had last time. normally you're very persuasive, in control of everything that goes on and sex is no different. however, you're not quite sure how you ended up fucking helios, but you don't mind it. though there's a small part of you that wonders what it would be like if it were the other way. you're sure the only reason it worked out this way was because you were riding the high of fixing everything, solving the problem with the mystery ship, and finally, finally being better than abel.
you think to ask helios in the morning about if he'd like to try it the other way as you fall asleep wrapped in his arms, but you don't get the chance as you wake up in a strange bed, the heat from his body completely non-existent. you're disappointed, but perhaps this is just a dream or another challenge for you to solve. whatever it is, you'll see helios again. you can't be a navigator without your fighter.