Hey guys, I noticed that there are barely any Daybreaker fanfictions around here and even less ones where an oc is involved with her so I decided to do one myself. Next I wanted to say that I am no scientist or physic student so most of the space stuff in here will be unrealistic to impossible. I perhaps have some interest in space but I barely know anything about it. The thing I am mostly sure is wrong is the distance between the sun and the space station. I googled the distance of the earth and satellites then multiplicated it with the additional gravity of the sun while rounding it up. I still feel like it would slam straight into the sun buuuuut yeah... it will just be for a few moments anyway.

Enough of my talking you came here for a reason didn't you? I hope you enjoy my story!

PS Reviews, positive as negative are appreciated!

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vegetative systems … … ... . online

Turbines … … … … … … . online

Solar Panels … … … … … . running at 40 percent

Solar Panels … … … … … . running at 50 percent

Solar Panels … … … … … . running at 55 pe-...

"Ugh whatever." a gruff voice grumbled as he shoved himself off the screen that he stared in for about an hour. Damn protocols, go there in the ship and write those stupid numbers down, then turn towards the next screen and send the coordinates and current feelings back home.

Sighing quietly the figure got out of the main room which also acted as his sleeping quarters and into the cockpit. He turned the computer on before typing in the same texts he had used over and over for god knows how long.

Name: Alexander Heinz Wolf

Date: 09.03.2142

Age: 26

Nationality: People's Republic of Poslau, continent Europe, region Germany

Coordinates: 67**** 12*** 34** 81* 32

Distance to next orbital object: 1 000 000 Kilometers, Sun

Report of the day:

Sun activity raised by 20 percent, solar panels still damaged from yesterdays meteor shower.

Running low on materials to fix, asking for permission to return into safer distance to continue repairs.

Estimated length including travel 2 days.

Pressing 'send' the German finally pulled back and let himself rotate in the non existing gravity of space. Sighing deeply he stared to the massive sun and then into the distance. The map on the computer saying that earth was roughly in this direction. Beside the window was a photo pasted with some tape which showed him his family... or rather the rest of it. His brother Sebastian sitting together with him at the table both having gigantic smiles on their faces. Alexander wished he could feel this way again and forget the travel that was pushed up on him. Without the constant danger of dying as nobody had strayed this far into space before. Without the knowledge of his oxygen levels which were slowly depleting from the lack of successful plants in his station or the thought that his brother was at home with a tumor the size of a grape in his head. At least this way he could pay the operation and therapy and Sebastian was safe should anything happen. Money was always short with his former rather low pay in the mine but taking his brother out of the orphanage was the right thing. 'Family always comes first.' his mother said.

Suddenly a loud beeb had caught his attention, right the orders for today. Turning to the clock on the screen he sighed when he noticed how he had pondered for half an hour already. Time could pass so fast out here.

Orders for the day:

Search for meteor dust to regain water supply, continue agriculture, repair solar panels without returning away from destination, deadline still in 3 days

Glory and prosperity to the People's Republic of Poslau

"... they just told me to go fuck myself didn't they?" the man muttered. Great, he was about 1 million kilometers away from the sun which perhaps sounds like much at first but it was easily close enough to toast him in a millisecond if he got out with the normal spacesuit which they use on mars or the moon, or to pull him in by its large gravity. The ship itself was perhaps secure but should he get any closer in its radius, he knew it was over.

Alexander turned to the smallest and last part of the ship, a separate room with an airlock. Getting closer he stared to the side to see his slightly grey spacesuit standing ready. Sighing quietly he started to strap in. If he wore that thing while he was on earth he would instantly be crushed by the behemoth as it weighed around 600 kg. Snorting quietly at the thought that the older suits would only weight 70 to 100, he started to put on the reinforced Kevlar, heat resistance prismasteel and reinforced plasmaplate pieces on. Getting out of this thing will be a pain in the ass he knew. But this was the least of his problems, he was far more scared about being so close to the sun as one sun storm was enough to roast him despite all of the equipment. Turning to the tether cable which would normally be used for drag entire satellites he could only shake his head knowing this was his only option. The other ropes which were normally used for space walks were all ripped already. Putting it on while strapping it to his spacesuit, then to the ship he could only look at the slightly yellowish vision of his helmet, reflecting a set of tired blue eyes with brown and sweaty hair. Taking a deep breath he put the piece on and moved to the exit before putting his hand on the lever and removing the safety glass which was over the button next to it. Pressing it he heard the door behind him shut, with a slight hiss accompanying. Turning upwards he waited until it disappeared, knowing that even the smallest bit of breathable air was worth gold out here. Soon enough the sound quieted as another lock seemed to open letting him know that he could open the exit now. Finally he slammed the handle down. Almost instantaneous he was greeted with the massive sun reminding him how much he was worth in the universe. It covered his entire view blazing in all of its glory. He noticed the large amount of sunspots indicating that it was either at its height of activity or getting close to it. Stepping outside he felt himself slowly drawn out as the cable caught him again allowing him to maneuver himself to the solar panels. Taking a look at the damage he was surprised to see that he was even able to get so much energy still out. Several large holes were covering the plates. Reaching into his zipper on the side of his spacesuit he took out some new ones and used the tools in his left zipper to exchange them. While doing so he glanced over his shoulder at the sun again. If he was not send on this almost suicidal mission he might even enjoy the sight but he knew better. This might even be the closest he would ever be to the fiery giant.

Remembering something he reached to his chest zipper and took out an old and almost forgotten tool. An antique camera. You know the ones you could ONLY make photos with. Someone might ask why he carried this.. relic with him but he remembered the speech his father gave him before he went out and died in the Poslau-Darstic war.

"Your great grandfather took a stone from the moon when the first space station was build. Your grandfather brought his first bottle of sand from the mars when the world discovered the water underneath the surface. I will not be able to take anything back to my family but you will. Take this camera and make a photo of something large, of the largest thing you believe you have achieved or are the first to achieve in your entire life."

snap

Alexander stared at the camera which he had just taken a picture of before smiling inwardly... surely that was what dad had meant... hold on... what was that in the dista...

SLAM

Screaming in surprise as a large object flew past him he shielded his face as several splinters hit his arm. If they caught the helmet he was sure that it would have shattered. Turning to the ship that he had lived in for such a long time he saw how the top half had one of the largest holes in it as hundreds of meteor parts shot in all directions. Suddenly he paled and that was not because his only hope of returning was gone now.

The fuel... it was unprotected and so close to the su...-

BOOM

Alexander cried out in surprise as a large piece of metal flew past him... he soon enough noticed that it was the part where his rope was connected. Looking down he screamed as the tether cable was in no way made to hold a man and almost cut into his suit while flying off, dragging him along. He was turning heads over, doing flips and turns with the explosion which was like a shockwave not helping him the slightest. He was desperately trying to get it off. Finally reaching it with his hand he undid it leaving him spinning a little more. Soon enough he began to slow down until he was looking back at the wreckage of his ship.

His head could still not wrap itself around the situation but it didn't seem to matter as a second explosion followed, more than likely from the reserve tank which was somehow intact until now.

CRACK

His eyes widening in surprise something hit his visors which then broke into thousand pieces. Gasping in surprise everything became silent as the last bit of air was sucked out of his lungs with no ability to retrieve it again. His hands reached for his throat but it was far too late. His coughs were completely silenced leaving gasping as nothing entered his already burning lungs. Slowly however he began to feel numb... He noticed how everything started to get black, with his body slowly turning. The last thing he saw was the sun, its rays most likely frying his face already, yet he just felt... cold... so... cold...