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The screaming.
Chaos everywhere. People running for their lives, collecting there things in a rush. Children crying. A pulling at my arm.  A voice, but it's too far off to hear among all the fuzzed noise. Again a voice distinctly feminine, but still too fuzzy to understand. Again I hear the voice, and now I can tell it's my name. Then my vision was jerked from the sky, still focused where my world shattered, now looking directly in to a pair of icy blue eyes riddled with fear and shock.
"THANE SANP OUT OF IT! WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!"
"Wuh, Shiva, what's going on?" I said finally regaining myself.
"I don't know but, we need to get out of here, now!" just then the brunettes word punctuated by a piece of the hull crashing not twelve feet from us. On it could be read "to Fychira or bust".
Y-yeah lets go," I stuttered in complete shock, my 9 year mind not being able to take all this in.
Then I saw him.  Jet black hair spiked back, purple eyes glowing like an untamed evil.

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"Must have dozed off again," I thought as I was sitting in the tiger shark class drop ship, en route to the merchant ship.
'Well now, is someone behind on their sleep?"
"Shut up Gen-san; is it possible for you to just, I don't know, go away?"
'Nope stuck here, also get ready were two minutes from the ship.'
"Well then," I said standing up stretching, "you all know what the course of action is, right? Wrong! There is not "course of action" were pirates! We do what we want, how we want when we want! Leave no survivors; take ever thing that's no fused down. Again leave no survivors, we don't want ransom. Oh no this isn't about money. It's a display of power. We are the demons of the void! We will rend that ship asunder, the sell the remains!"  I said yelling at a good margin louder than necessary, bracing myself as the small ship latched on to the much larger kalian class merchant ship.
A crew member with A arc cutter ran over to where the ship latched itself, striking the cutter, mask down so not to blind himself. Spark splayed all across the floor as he masterfully cut a whole big enough for average sized man to walk through. Backing off a little he stowed the cutter and mask and hefted a heavy U.G.O.M.P and kicked it the barley stable piece of hull.
I was right behind him goblin in hand "surda" in sheath.  The lead was hugging his back to the wall U.G.O.M.P.  cradled in his arms.  "ok men," I is aid as the res of the twenty four man squad emptied or of the drop ship, short of three people, namely the pilot and two guards, "our little intrusion probably go unnoticed, so-, well not what do we have here?" I said as I noticed that this merchant ship, was going to be selling to general public. The room we entered in was lined wall to wall with crates of hydilth orgny-milra, or better known on the streets as "nip". This drug was becoming very popular, mainly for its ability to go completely undetected under almost every test. It had the effect of something between ecstasy and speed, with a slightly tangy flavor. "Well now we seem to have found a drug runner. That changes everything, gentle man we have a challenge, these guys are most deffintly pack heavy weapons. Kamin go back to the tiger and signal "nostalgia", tell 'em to send four more squads, load out assault b4. Biggs take Hilkit and Russland and go ahead as a scout team, this is a big ship after all, we need to know our lay out,  ill set up base here, and oh yes, no using the goods, we need to stay sharp. I will"- I stoped talking as a pair of large daugs came into the room on the other side, their shaggy fur had the stench of, well worse than anything I can thank of.
"ehh, wut 'R yuooooh duin in ere'"  one of them said.
"we're the, um, maintenance crew!" I lied "yeah we came in here cause the , um theeee….."
"the positron cooling system broke"  a clever new recruit responded, he was getting a pay raise.
"yeah the coolings down  so were here to fix it"
"ok, but y' r' ya dresht uwp ike' pirates?"
I was ready for this one, "it's a union holiday, dress like a pirate day."
"O, ok wait, were dah maytinants cruw! And ish no a dresh ike a pirate dai! That's next week!"
"drat, I knew I should have went with inventor; Gen-san this is more your thing, you have command."
'ah finally.'  the red headed pirate sighed left his head droop a tad then looked up emitting pure hatred and death. " BWAHAHAHAHA! Death has found its way to you my foul smelling friends, and it has incarnated its self as I!" the last words were punctuated as thane lifted his hand towards the daugs, flame erupting just inches from his palm. The first daug didn't even have time to ask what incarnated meant, the second wasn't as lucky, the flame washed over him singeing fur from flesh, melting flesh from bone and finally turning bone to ash.
"Let us be off my harbingers of death, we have a ship to plunder" said the living pyre, heading for the other end of the cargo hold, raiding party whipped into frenzy.
"ok you lot of pookereds, you are all wondering why you're here." The speaker was a aged Fychiran,   his black hair beginning to pepper out around the side burns. On the other side of the room was a group of police man, military sergeants, detectives, and a lone chilidog vender. " we'll I'll tell you why. It's because you each are the best in your given fields and jurisdictions. But don't let that got to youre heads, youre also here because youre expendable." He had a very grim look on on his scar written frace, "im sure your all familiar with the pirate organization  'demons of the void', we have ust lost out last spy that managed to sneak into our ranks, but after his last report we learned something very, unpleasant to say the least. It appears that these, D's of V lets call them for now, are amassing what appears to be an invasion force. Now what a gang of pirates would need a invasion force for is beyond me, but at their last count they had 345,000,000 members, twelve destroyers, eighteen heavy cruisers, sixty-eight frigates, and 7warrior class titans, not to mention crews for all of those ships. Now where they are getting all of these recourses from is beyond me, but this much is sure, they are tracking down the otherwise, lone pirates, drug runners, arms dealers and all around scum of the universe, and absorbing them  into a massive force. Now what we want you to do is find out who they're leader is. The best description we can give you is he is short, approximately  5 foot, has red hair that s probably dyed,  and he tends to yell at him self.  Also it is believed he has advanced military training, seeing as he calls every ambush, see every coded message and counters every sting.  As for a name we don't have that. He keeps very good care to mention his name. ever."
" exuse me sir but," an equally grim officer said, standing up, "but what does finding they leader acompish, they are pirates, if we kill they're leader a new one will just pop up."
"now that is true under most situations, but we believe, if we can kill, for know we will call him the gingerbread man"  it had become obvious the speaker was hungry, as a snicker ran through every one in attendance. "If we can kill the gingerbread man we have ample reason to believe all the other factions will dissolve back t what they were before, small and annoying, but manageable.  As it is right now almost all trans- planet trafficking has been stopped, pilots too scared to leave port. At the completion of this case you will each receive three time your annual salary, if you should choose to accept. This case is completely voluntary, if you wish to back out at any time no one will think less of you." At that almost the whole room left. The only people still in the room were the speaker, of coure, a tygoring picking his teeth with a elongated claw, a gyrain with blue highlights in her hair, and the chili dog vender.
"wow that sure sceared them away,  I thuaght the guy in fron of me was gonna' pee his pants at the metion of those titans." Said the gyrain as she srecher her arms in mock boredom."
"this is indeed a sad sight noted the speaker, well they, get aquanted, youll be working on this for a while." Said the speaker as he walked out of the door.
"well," began the tygorian, " I am detective Levi koreman, Fleiss system, homicide and narcotics, and you are, he said motioning toward the gyrain.
"I'm bill Hoskins," remarked the vendor of chilidogs, "I sell chili dogs on the corner outside of here."
Both the gyrain and the tygorian both gave the vendor a odd look.
"my names I s Shiva lockshard,"

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The screaming.
Chaos everywhere. People running for their lives, collecting there things in a rush. Children crying. A pulling at my arm.  A voice, but it's too far off to hear among all the fuzzed noise. Again a voice distinctly feminine, but still too fuzzy to understand. Again I hear the voice, and now I can tell it's my name. Then my vision was jerked from the sky, still focused where my world shattered, now looking directly in to a pair of icy blue eyes riddled with fear and shock.
"THANE SANP OUT OF IT! WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!"
"Wuh, Shiva, what's going on?" I said finally regaining myself.
"I don't know but, we need to get out of here, now!" just then the brunettes word punctuated by a piece of the hull crashing not twelve feet from us. On it could be read "to Fychira or bust".
Y-yeah lets go," I stuttered in complete shock, my 9 year mind not being able to take all this in.
Then I saw him.  Jet black hair spiked back, purple eyes glowing like an untamed evil.

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"Must have dozed off again," I thought as I was sitting in the tiger shark class drop ship, en route to the merchant ship.
'Well now, is someone behind on their sleep?"
"Shut up Gen-san; is it possible for you to just, I don't know, go away?"
'Nope stuck here, also get ready were two minutes from the ship.'
"Well then," I said standing up stretching, "you all know what the course of action is, right? Wrong! There is not "course of action" were pirates! We do what we want, how we want when we want! Leave no survivors; take ever thing that's no fused down. Again leave no survivors, we don't want ransom. Oh no this isn't about money. It's a display of power. We are the demons of the void! We will rend that ship asunder, the sell the remains!"  I said yelling at a good margin louder than necessary, bracing myself as the small ship latched on to the much larger kalian class merchant ship.
A crew member with A arc cutter ran over to where the ship latched itself, striking the cutter, mask down so not to blind himself. Spark splayed all across the floor as he masterfully cut a whole big enough for average sized man to walk through. Backing off a little he stowed the cutter and mask and hefted a heavy U.G.O.M.P and kicked it the barley stable piece of hull.
I was right behind him goblin in hand "surda" in sheath.  The lead was hugging his back to the wall U.G.O.M.P.  cradled in his arms.  "ok men," I is aid as the res of the twenty four man squad emptied or of the drop ship, short of three people, namely the pilot and two guards, "our little intrusion probably go unnoticed, so-, well not what do we have here?" I said as I noticed that this merchant ship, was going to be selling to general public. The room we entered in was lined wall to wall with crates of hydilth orgny-milra, or better known on the streets as "nip". This drug was becoming very popular, mainly for its ability to go completely undetected under almost every test. It had the effect of something between ecstasy and speed, with a slightly tangy flavor. "Well now we seem to have found a drug runner. That changes everything, gentle man we have a challenge, these guys are most deffintly pack heavy weapons. Kamin go back to the tiger and signal "nostalgia", tell 'em to send four more squads, load out assault b4. Biggs take Hilkit and Russland and go ahead as a scout team, this is a big ship after all, we need to know our lay out,  ill set up base here, and oh yes, no using the goods, we need to stay sharp. I will"- I stoped talking as a pair of large daugs came into the room on the other side, their shaggy fur had the stench of, well worse than anything I can thank of.
"ehh, wut 'R yuooooh duin in ere'"  one of them said.
"we're the, um, maintenance crew!" I lied "yeah we came in here cause the , um theeee….."
"the positron cooling system broke"  a clever new recruit responded, he was getting a pay raise.
"yeah the coolings down  so were here to fix it"
"ok, but y' r' ya dresht uwp ike' pirates?"
I was ready for this one, "it's a union holiday, dress like a pirate day."
"O, ok wait, were dah maytinants cruw! And ish no a dresh ike a pirate dai! That's next week!"
"drat, I knew I should have went with inventor; Gen-san this is more your thing, you have command."
'ah finally.'  the red headed pirate sighed left his head droop a tad then looked up emitting pure hatred and death. " BWAHAHAHAHA! Death has found its way to you my foul smelling friends, and it has incarnated its self as I!" the last words were punctuated as thane lifted his hand towards the daugs, flame erupting just inches from his palm. The first daug didn't even have time to ask what incarnated meant, the second wasn't as lucky, the flame washed over him singeing fur from flesh, melting flesh from bone and finally turning bone to ash.
"Let us be off my harbingers of death, we have a ship to plunder" said the living pyre, heading for the other end of the cargo hold, raiding party whipped into frenzy.
"ok you lot of pookereds, you are all wondering why you're here." The speaker was a aged Fychiran,   his black hair beginning to pepper out around the side burns. On the other side of the room was a group of police man, military sergeants, detectives, and a lone chilidog vender. " we'll I'll tell you why. It's because you each are the best in your given fields and jurisdictions. But don't let that got to youre heads, youre also here because youre expendable." He had a very grim look on on his scar written frace, "im sure your all familiar with the pirate organization  'demons of the void', we have ust lost out last spy that managed to sneak into our ranks, but after his last report we learned something very, unpleasant to say the least. It appears that these, D's of V lets call them for now, are amassing what appears to be an invasion force. Now what a gang of pirates would need a invasion force for is beyond me, but at their last count they had 345,000,000 members, twelve destroyers, eighteen heavy cruisers, sixty-eight frigates, and 7warrior class titans, not to mention crews for all of those ships. Now where they are getting all of these recourses from is beyond me, but this much is sure, they are tracking down the otherwise, lone pirates, drug runners, arms dealers and all around scum of the universe, and absorbing them  into a massive force. Now what we want you to do is find out who they're leader is. The best description we can give you is he is short, approximately  5 foot, has red hair that s probably dyed,  and he tends to yell at him self.  Also it is believed he has advanced military training, seeing as he calls every ambush, see every coded message and counters every sting.  As for a name we don't have that. He keeps very good care to mention his name. ever."
" exuse me sir but," an equally grim officer said, standing up, "but what does finding they leader acompish, they are pirates, if we kill they're leader a new one will just pop up."
"now that is true under most situations, but we believe, if we can kill, for know we will call him the gingerbread man"  it had become obvious the speaker was hungry, as a snicker ran through every one in attendance. "If we can kill the gingerbread man we have ample reason to believe all the other factions will dissolve back t what they were before, small and annoying, but manageable.  As it is right now almost all trans- planet trafficking has been stopped, pilots too scared to leave port. At the completion of this case you will each receive three time your annual salary, if you should choose to accept. This case is completely voluntary, if you wish to back out at any time no one will think less of you." At that almost the whole room left. The only people still in the room were the speaker, of coure, a tygoring picking his teeth with a elongated claw, a gyrain with blue highlights in her hair, and the chili dog vender.
"wow that sure sceared them away,  I thuaght the guy in fron of me was gonna' pee his pants at the metion of those titans." Said the gyrain as she srecher her arms in mock boredom."
"this is indeed a sad sight noted the speaker, well they, get aquanted, youll be working on this for a while." Said the speaker as he walked out of the door.
"well," began the tygorian, " I am detective Levi koreman, Fleiss system, homicide and narcotics, and you are, he said motioning toward the gyrain.
"I'm bill Hoskins," remarked the vendor of chilidogs, "I sell chili dogs on the corner outside of here."
Both the gyrain and the tygorian both gave the vendor a odd look.
"my names I s Shiva lockshard,"