Hacking noises are heard from around the corner. A Station guard walks around the corner to see a tall man. he looks of a slight Liberty/Hispanic background. The man is on his knees leaning over a corpse. the corpse is looks to be a woman, or a small man. The man leaning over his hacking with a large bladed weapon. The guard peeps around the corner and watches what is going on.
The man then gets up and picks up a piece of flesh and begins to gnaw on it. The guard vomits, as the the vomit hits the floor making a splashing noise. The man stop gnawing and begins to run for him. The guard pulls out his side blaster and tries to get a shot off. He fails and fails back as the Tall man pushes him down and begins to repeatedly stab him in the chest and face with his already bloody blade. The guard screams for a small bit and then all is silent.
The man, Malak Gneisenau. Former Cardamine plantation owner on Malta. His beautiful wife killed by a Bounty Hunter he captured and used a a house slave. His son, killed by a Corsair in his first battle. Gneisenau had come back from escorting his trade ship from Liberty to discover that his family was all gone.
Now with no loved ones and nothing holding him back, he went Psyhco. He fled to Freeport ten in Tau-37 where he took his rage out on a small family. He watched them as they walked back to there compartment housing on the fifteenth deck of the station. When they turned the corner into a dark hallway, he slaughtered them in cold blood. Stabbing and Stabbing them until their bodies were unrecognizable.
The killing of the family was not enough for him. The sight of the blood made him crave death more, he needed to kill more people. He went back to his plantation and sold everything off. Everything he owned save for his wife's wedding ring and his sons baseball cap. He went and got himself a Sabre. and took it into a small garage and had his vessel outfitted to last long times in space without docking.
He then thought to himself, he must travel to the corsairs place, to get revenge for his sons death. Taking the back way from Eta. he made it to Theta and docked on Freeport Nine. where he spied out several potential targets in the Bar. One, a small corsair man looked to be a satisfactory target. he followed the man into the halls, keeping a safe distance until the right moment.
The Corsair walked up to a room, possible a rented room for a couple night and walked in. Finding this his moment Gneisenau ran inside and hit him in the head with the blunt side of his side blaster. The Corsair fell to the ground in a lifeless thump as Gneisenau fell over with him and began the hacking of his victim. the adrenaline ran through him like some unknown rug he had never had before. the feeling was too intense for him to handle and he passed out on top of his bloody mess.
He woke up several hours later to find that he indeed had passed out over the corsair, who's body was now stiff with rigomortis. He got up and took a shower in his victims compartment. after, he searched his place for anything he could transfer in for credits at the pawn shop. Stilling his Corsair ID card as well, he thought, would come in handy someday.
For several weeks he preyed Corsairs and Random Bounty hunter pilots on the stations of the Freeports in the Omega and Omicrons. He was on his way back to Theta when he caught a small convoy on his scanners. Kishiro transport and two escort fighters. He quickly sped up and intercepted them before they left the cloud to get in Sigma-19 jump hole. Quickly taking out the two fighter and giving the Transport a good beating before the ships core went into overload and ruptured the vessel.
He tractored in the two pilots of the fighters he took out and ran down into his modified cargo hold. the one pilot, a small Kusari man, jumps out of the pod to only be meat with multiple blasts from Gneisenau's side blaster. the man, roasted and smoking falls to the floor as he walks over him and up to the next pod. The pod opens and a very beautiful woman leans out and coughs from the smoke that had filled her pod.
Gneisenau leans over and grabs her by the neck. Frightened, she begs him not to kill her. He looks her in the eye and then licks her cheek. the woman begins to cry, begging him not to do whatever he is thinking of doing. He then kisses her as he slits her throat. the blood gushing out of her freshly ripped neck. The blood runs over the place, the scent of it making a unknown trigger click in his head. Slowly he brings his head down and begins to rip apart the flesh from her arms.
The flavor was something he had never had before. This indeed was greater then anything he had ever had. It made him feel like he had made an impact on his sorrow and pain. Bringing himself up from the depression, this new psychotic behavior would be his new way. He could not wait until his next victim came, to see what they would taste like.
Today I left for Malta. Have been lost for quiet sometime. Just found a trade lane that took me to planet Leeds.
Lost my ship, lost everything. Stole some guys Dagger after killing him, he had a small amount of credits. I loaded up the small fighter with extra H-fuel, Oxygen, Food rations and Water. I ripped the IFF transponder out so i could try and slip buy the Britonian and Kusari forces. Now jumping into the Tua-23 system. I hope the IMG will not notice me. I'm going to try for Cali base.
Vita brevis breviter in brevi finietur,
Mors venit velociter quae neminem veretur,
Omnia mors perimit et nulli miseretur.
Ad mortem festinamus peccare desistamus.
Ni conversus fueris et sicut puer factus
Et vitam mutaveris in meliores actus,
Intrare non poteris regnum Dei beatus.
Ad mortem festinamus peccare desistamus.
I have arrived on Malta. Time to find my old house. The family Crypt under the house has the vast treasures of my family. I'm thinking that i may find several million credits worth of treasure. I also believe that there is a vault at the bottom of the crypt. Should be several more millions in credits there. Hopefully i can find something to eat as well. It has been over a week since i last feasted on human flesh. I'm beginning to start my satanic thoughts again. I need to suppress these feelings and thoughts before i end up doing something terrible here.
The pain was growing. I couldn't hold in the urge to kill. I just had to kill someone i had to see the fear in there face. Their screams filled me with over enjoyment. I went to a small town near the large plantations on Malta. i Waited at a local bar and scoped out the place. The Police for the small town seemed to be small in numbers and more concerned with gambling the policing the small town. Typical of my people, Gambling and drugs. but not all of them. I found this one guy there. As i sat in the corner drinking this new item called "wine". This guy was a jerk, everything i saw him do was ignorant. He looked to be the type that thinks he is better then everyone.
I watched his every move, he looked weak, a smart mouth. The night ended and he left. i waited a few seconds then followed him. He was walking to the back were he had his hover car. The time to strike was now. I quickly ran up to him and stabbed him in the kidneys in his lower back. I ran my blade up the back until i hit the bones from his rib cage. Blood spurted out everywhere. He screamed and i pull the knife out and stuck it in the back of his head, his screams stopped.
My blood lust was not over, his loud screams made me end his life quickly. What a tough guy he was. couldn't take the pain so he cried. As I pulled out my knife from his skull someone else was coming our way to the other car next to his. I walked around and spied on this guy. He was big, burly, tough looking. So i decided to test him.
I walked back over to the guy i just killed and cut a finger off. Then walked back over to the other side of the car, still hidden. I tossed the finger at the new guy and it bounced off his shoulder. i tried my best to keep back my laughter. The man stops and bends over to see what the item was that hit him. he looks down and then jumps back, Clearly frightened.
He looks around, i could see the fear in his eyes. I snuck up behind him and jabbed me knife into his kidneys as i did the other guy. this guy turned around and pushed me away and came after me. Luckily for me, i had an extra knife and i pulled it out. He came down on me to punch me in the head but as he did so i stabbed him in the throat several times. He then fell to the ground and rolled over under the vehicle.
My blood lust was over, i had cured it for the moment. I still craved to eat human flesh. But these men were disgusting and i would never think of consuming their flesh. I quickly left the area and headed for the next town. I arrived at a much larger town, the population must have been at least 30,000.
As soon as i reached the city limits. i found my victims. i pulled over and got out. There were a group of three females. They ha just walked out of a house and started down a street. they were very beautiful. they looked young, maybe in their late teens or early twenties. I gave chase, Grabbing one of them by the arm while pushing the other two out of the way. The girl screamed, so i hit her in the head until she became unconscious.
I ran back to my hover car and sped away. I found a run down farm house several kilometers out. I looked at it for a small bit and realized that it was abandoned. Hid my car near the barn and the took the girl out. She was still unconscious. Her skin was smooth, her smell was nice, although, she was not a beautiful at the other two. It was no big deal anyway, she was merely food for me. So, I chopped her up. The leg meat is usually what i desire. nice think muscles full of flavor.
I decided to stay here for the night. this place is quiet dreary, but i do not care so long as i am safe. Tomorrow, i will head for my old house. i hope to heaven that no one is living there. I feel for their lives if they're.
It has been a couple days but i finally found the old plantation. I scoped the place out and it is empty. no one here. Walking in the house brought back many memories of the past. The House is now empty, void of furniture and wall hangings.
I decided to give one last tour of the place. I walked to my boys old room. The window was open and letting in a small breeze. The carpet all ruffled and torn. In his closet was an old picture of him and I. We were on one of the tractors that we used for cultivating the Cardamine plants. I began to tear up. I miss him so much.
Those damn corsairs. He was only 17 and they killed him! His first combat patrol. I was so proud of him. He was to be my heir to the family plantation. Now, my only thing in life is gone. Everything i done was for him, Everything.
Then that rotten wife of mine. Spoiled and no good whore. They only reason i even kept her around was because she was a good cook. That and her father owned a Farmer Service station near the closet town.
System error. 21GHTAM232490-GHET Main executable override........
Blasted Log. this thing makes me so mad some times.
Anyway, back to the events for the day. After grieving for a small period of time i figured it was about time to get a move on finding the old family crypt and the hopefully large amount of credits stashed away. I had found the old door in the basement of the house. i readied my side arm, for i have a superstitious fear of Zombies. I know they do not exist, but you never know.
The place was very dark, as expected. I walked down the hallway to the first large room. The alter where my 8th great grandfather lay was beautiful, glad in gold and jewels. My family liked to make ourselves seem important. I unstrapped my back pack and began to pry the jewels and strip some of the gold off.
I can't believe i am doing this. Never would i of thought i would be grave robbing my own families crypt. On that matter I never thought i would be robbing any ones crypt for credits or anything that could be bartered for them. After doing the sinful deed. i prepared to go for the hunt on the vault.
After about an hour of roaming and looting the some half of the rooms, I finally found the vault. To my astonishment, i found a small console that required blood from my family to open. I sat there thinking to myself. "is it really this easy?". Yes, yes it is. I opened up the vault and ran inside. several wall mounted shelves held massive amounts of gold and credits. Must be tens of millions in here i thought. It took me two trips to carry everything to my hover car.
I sped back to the spaceport and loaded up my stolen Dagger. Time to hit the Freeports and sell this crap.
i reached Freeport Ten in Tau-37. i walked around the bazaar for at least two days selling everything I had. After the last day was over i rented a room and decided to sleep at the Freeport for the night. I counted up the credits and discovered i had a ground total of 42.7 million credits. of course, i already had a good bit on my neural net account anyway, around 36.2 million. So, i had found a good bit of credits then. but less then what i thought was there.
I heard about a new ship that a company has come out with back in Alpha. I'll be headed there tomorrow.
Been a couple of day but I have been very busy. The new ship that i had heard about is a new Gunship class vessel. I dropped my hopes just then when i had heard about it. Clearly a military only vessel. I left for Malta anyway.
Upon arriving at Malta i found that a man was looking for me, said he had something to give me. I didn't care so i never left to find him. So, I found where they were selling this new vessel and bought it. Took me several hours of good talking to get the damn thing. almost gave up and bought a Falcata or Sabre.
Anyway, i stocked up on much needed things and left for the Texas system. I have no idea why i decided to go there. After the long journey was to an end i started to gain the need to eat human flesh again. That very day i docked at the base i left for the lower decks, Dark and poorly maintenanced, the beggars and bums, cardamine/synth mary addicts and thieves lived there. I sat in a run down bar and watched the people of the place as i always do.
Most of the dirty scum bags wore old, torn clothing items. a few wore dirty newer clothes. They talked in and out about the new war with Liberty and Rheinland and how recent smack downs on junkers near Manhattan and Pittsburg.
A small lady was in with the crowd, taking drinks from all the men who would buy her a round. She was beautiful, so I decided to call her for some company. I waved at her and she came over. her smell was disgusting. i nearly vomited on my self. How could a lady as beautiful as her let herself go so badly.
Oh well i said to myself. i shall clean her before i consume her flesh anyway. The lady was completely drunk, she hung on to every word i said. I told her about battles with the Corsairs and Kusari forces. After about a half hour i decided then time was now, i could not stand her smell any longer. I told her we were going to a room to have some fun. and she agreed and let me lead her away.
On our way to find an empty room she said she rented an compartment near the bar. So we left for it, finding it in about a minute and a half. We entered her small place and the smell was even more horrible then just her. I couldn't hardly bear it. I threw her to the ground and she looked up at me smiling thinking about something that was going to happen but i had no intentions of doing it.
I pulled out my Dagger and fell to the floor on my knees and placed her body between my legs. i knelt down to her face and asked her . "You want some some girl?" and smiled. She tried to kiss me but i intercepted it with a blow to her lower torso. Her smile quickly turned into a face filled with so much fear and pain.
I stabbed again a bit further from her first wound and drove my dagger up until i entered the chest cavity. By now she was screaming hysterically. I grabbed her face and scrunched her mouth closed as tears ran down from her face. Blood began to pour out her mouth and she began to gurgle as she tried to breathe through it.
I smiled at her and withdrew myself. Asking her. "Are you having fun now?" She looked at me with a plain look and slowly fell onto her back. Breathing desperately to give oxygen to her lungs that were rapidly filling with blood. She gurgled her last words to me as i stood over her looking down on her face with a slight smirk. "Gubnt-t-t uhgbum-m-m yo-yoooou b-b-bas-s-s-tard B-burn i-in he-hell"
The deed was done, my kill had satisfied me somewhat but i still hungered for the flesh. As disgusting as she smelled i cut her up and saved the select pieces of meat i wanted to take with me. I left her body laying there on the floor, cut up and strewn across the place. In hopes that i will have some excitement in the future.
I headed back to my ship with my new food. I unlocked my slave and handed her the food. She is a quiet one. never bothers me at all. It is why i bought her to stay with me on my ship. To keep me some "good" company.
It's been a long time since i have even thought of putting anything in here. I have much to write and not much time. I am on the run. I have taken refuge near liberty. I am not welcome back home, they found out about the murders and me grave robbing my family crypt. So, i was hiding on Rochester, some outcasts roll in and notice the OC gunship in the holding bays. They also notice it is mine, and began to look for me. I was in a bar at the time, One that over looked the loading bays. I saw them Moving around and Scanning the ship, at first i thought nothing of it, but them i realized who they were. Outcast Mercenaries. Must of heard that i was staying here, Dirty junkers.
So, i did what anyone would do in that situation. I took off and ran to my ship. Blasted through the bay doors and ran for it. I ripped my Transponder out and jettisoned it into space, along with my ID card. i had to make a choice fast. I decided to run for California and find a place to hide there.
The journey was quiet, until i came near Riverside Station. i was a far 12km from the station, well out of the lock on radar, but still within scanner range. Out of the blue, a Liberty Naval patrol shows up. Where they came from i do not know. Was a small fighter wing of four Executioners. My gunship "was" equipted with solaris turrets. They engaged me. pounding me with each pass. Soloing the ships movements and trying to lock on to multiple targets was one of the most stressful times i have had. All in all i managed to destroy them, my vessel was badly damaged, no Bots or Bats to help, Life support was failing and engines could not reach cruise. As sat there in the cockpit as the fog began to engulf the area. drifting along in impulse speed.
I was beginning to think about taking my life. Thinking back on everything i have ever done. All the people i have wronged, eaten, killed. I am a thorn in the peoples side. I had no friends left. My people were hunting me down, the house governments wanted me dead. at that moment i fell asleep. stressed from the battle and the failing life support.
I awoke Several hours later, my vessel was drifting near Planet Los Angelas. About 34km out, for once i had a gleam of hope. i decided to try my escape pod. i decided to do just that, rook my neural net card and ID card. my side blaster on my waist and in my self atmospheric suit, ejected from my craft. Looking back i stared at my gunship. Two of the three main engines had been totally ripped off. the only one left was the right one, the back loading bay was torn open, fuel and gases spewing from it. Blaster stains all over the hull. Junkers will love that, i thought to myself.
I was not in the pod very long when another wing of craft fly up, Hackers. Crap., i thought to myself, I'm a gonna now. But for some reason they had no idea who i was. They took me to Mactan Base. I stayed here for several months, help around here and there. Not many Outcasts came here so i was able to keep my secret. I finally got me a nice little apartment, and a pet, a fury little kitten. Also, i have saved me up enough credits to procure a new ship. the scimitar or whatever they call it here. it does not have the armor upgrade as the gunship i had did. but everything else is top of the line in the light fighter area.
I believe i will try and get a new Hacker ID. I am planing on getting surgery to change the look of my face. Might help me in some ways. Recently all i have been doing is growing a beard and dyed my hair.this is all i have for now. I'll add more later.
Well, i have done it again. i almost got killed. A lot has happened since my last entry. I received a new facial. i look different and they even altered my teeth a bit. I heard word of a special system that the hackers owned, near Mactan. So i decided to take a gander at it. Vespucci, was the system. i went in, massive battle ship met me there. they did not seem to take notice of me as i was emitting a lane hacker iff. i found a large base near an asteroid field and docked. They had several high tech looking fighters there. witch one caught my fancy. i sold off my scimitar and stole it.
I was almost back to the jump hole to leave, when i got stopped by a gunship. The vessel asked where i got a new ship from, as they were no new fighters to be out that day, or something of that sort. I was slowly drift nearer to the hole as they did not notice. while they were questioning me. i jumped. As i came out i let the engines roar. and quickly sped off to the California gate. They jumped out behind me but by the time they did, i was already out of lock-on-radar range. This crap is getting old. i thought to myself as i made the jump to California.
Upon entering California, i was met with a volley of fire from that blasted border station. i had no bots or bats on that fighter. hull was at 10% and one of the engines blew. 'For the love of god!' i yelled, 'why is this happening to me!' i thrusted to the tradelane to cali-minor. jump in and sped away, i assumed that the patrols new C-minor new i would be coming, so i popped out of the lane before i got there. Amazingly, i still had cruise, despite having one less engine. i engaged it and took for Alcatraz.
Once i finally got there, i was met with a few emergency craft. Attempting to stop my leaks and the flames coming from the blown engine. I docked. I went to the nearest junk dealer and sold him the piece of crap. I'm getting rather tired of all these vessels i own being ripped apart. For now, I'm going to be some poor chap. 100,000 credits is all i have left to my name.
So last night, i stayed at a hotel. It has been a long time since i have eaten human flesh, and now, i have no urge to do so. i nearly vomit at the thought. How could i have done such a thing. I was once a very respectable man, had a plantation, beautiful wife, hard working son. What more could i have wanted.
Them, my wife and son, that is all i wanted now. With my journeys i have had, i don't even have a picture of them now. Save for the memories i once had. oh how i longed to see them again. Then, it came to me. i took the wrong path. I went left when i should of went right. I should of took my families dieing and made something of it. I could of started a new one. i could still have my plantation and my business. i could still have the family . i could still be sitting on the back deck, drinking the finest imported wine from Gallia and enjoying the view of my cardamine fields.
So, i have decided. i am going to change. change for the best. So, the first thing in the morning when i get up, is seek passage to Rochester. Buy some cheap vessel and attempt to start anew in the universe. it may be small. but i figure, anything will be better then the life i have been living.