Per Aspera Ad Astra:
(Malcolm Johnson POV)
You are Malcolm Johnson, a spokesperson for NASA, a man who at any other time, would have ignored everything and gone home, just moments before announcing to the World, that everyone was going to die. That all of Humanity's collective hopes, prayers, dreams, and futures were soon going to be coming to an end, in a sudden, mad cosmic event that no one could have predicted.
Your heart felt like it was going to burst out of your chest, in a simple way that no one could even fathom, perhaps since Niel Armstrong told the world that the Eagle had landed. It was a feeling of joy or wonder.
Of the possibility that you had only ever seen on video and in history class. Humanity was on the way, to a brave new world, in a galaxy that was far beyond it. It was the first step outside of the cradle that was earth.
Then the Neutron Star: Codenamed Sauron was discovered. There were other names for it, but you always stuck poetry for such a thing. Why wouldn't you?
It was the Dark Lord coming to destroy Earth. Only there was nothing you could do, but sail off on the White ships into the unknown.
Earth… the World… Home was going to die. But that did not mean that Humanity had to die with it.
It should not become a period, a full stop in history. Not, it would just be the next chapter in Mankind's collective story.
You sighed as you looked at the script. A load of PR bullshit from the feds wanting to maintain order, to not cause panic. To not create something that could not be stopped.
So you dropped the papers on the floor and looked only at the calculations that you could not even understand.
And you began to speak before a single person could realize what had happened.
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"To the People of Earth, my fellow countrymen, and all the people of the world. My name is Malcolm Johnson. I am a Junior Astrophysicist from NASA, someone who in any other circumstances, would never be in front of a camera."
A few brief chuckles happened from everyone in attendance, those that did not know the horror.
"The news we bring today, is without question, the most important news that NASA will ever deliver to the People of Earth, and the most important event in the history of all Mankind."
You pressed the slide button to show an image from LUVOIR space telescope. The same image that had all but created you being here. You were the only one who could be talked out of the room, anywhere in NASA to tell the world.
"Twenty-six hours ago, at-" You stopped to look at your watch. "0942 Eastern Standard time the LUVOIR space telescope, the most advanced telescope ever made by mankind, discovered NRT-134, a rouge Neuron star. We here at NASA call it Sauron."
There was some laughter from the audience, from a reporter that was having a ball at the event, not really appreciating the gravity. No one would.
"Twenty Five minutes after we discovered The Star, our mathematicians at NASA proved, without any error, that Sauron, is on a collision course with Earth."
At that, the flurry of questions and panic sucked out any sense of calm and decorum in the Room.
Hands went up, shouts were let out, and even a few people tried to rush the podium that you were standing on. Including a few of the suits that were there to keep it quiet.
Instead, your fellow Nasa security members, and a few other reporters, actually kept them off, to allow you to keep talking.
"I have come here today, with the simple message for all of humanity." You paused, before seeing more people rush you, men with guns. "So that someday, we will be able to see our future in the Stars, instead of the glass among our broken planet."
"The Earth is a Cradle, but mankind cannot stay in the cradle forever. So reach for the stars. It's the only thing we can do to survive now."
And you knew that the feed cut off.
But mankind would soon perish. Or through hardships, reach the stars.
AN:
@ProjectUnidad here is the Omake. instead of the hope for the future with the potential survival of humanity, I decided to write the immediate aftermath of the discovery, with a single person, unqualified as he was, being brought into the spotlight, and telling the truth, and nothing but it.
Because why not? It makes the survival of humanity all the sweeter, that a single man decided that the World needed to have the gauntlet so that mankind saved itself.
I used the final lines from Tsiolkovsky, and of course, Per Aspera Ad Astra as the title.
In the end, We aspired to reach for the stars.
And in the end, we reached them, at the last possible second.