A life of stories

[Mr_3ppozz]

Seven days later, Planet Denver, Colorado system

Patrick had been working for his father once again, as soon as his new freighter was ready, he went back home to show it to his parents. When he wanted to leave Freeport 2, his father called him back and made an offer to supply Freeport 2. All he had to do was bring some passengers from Freeport 2 to Planet Denver and pick up some consumer goods and pharmaceuticals to bring back. It was a great way for Patrick to learn the ways of a understanding how transporting goods worked.

It was a busy time for Patrick but the credits started coming in, he felt good about what he was doing and even felt that he was doing a useful service. It didn’t take long for that to change and Patrick was heading towards a tough life lesson. He left Planet Denver with his hold full of goods and plotted his course back home, to Freeport 2. The auto-pilot was docking with the tradelane to the New York jumpgate while Patrick was filling out some paperwork for the delivery, until he suddenly was alerted.

Warning tradelane disrupted detecting 3 hostile vessels

Patrick switched the autopilot off and tried to run from the hostile ships, just as he engaged his cruise engines, another warning sounded *Warning: Incoming missile* He tried to evade the missile, but it was too quick, it disrupted his cruise engines and made his ship a big bullseye for the attackers.

Xenos pilot: Stop right there! Turn off your engines or be destroyed!

Patrick was scared beyond his imagination and did everything he was told, he cut his engines and opened a comm channel.

Patrick: Alright, please I’ll do anything you want, I don’t want to die! Please let me live!

Xenos Pilot: Don’t worry chump, as long as you do what you are told, you’re in the safest place you can be right now.

Patrick: Alright alright, whatever you want, but please don’t hurt me...

Xenos pilot: Ok, listen up, I will ask you some questions, you are going to answer me. If you don’t or if I think you are lying, you’re going to be in a world of hurt. got it? Good, first, Where are you taking those consumer goods?

Patrick: Of course, I’ll do anything, these goods are going to Freeport 2, everything I take from Planet Denver is meant for Freeport 2.

Xenos Pilot: Well, okay, what company do you work for?

Patrick: Company... company...no I’m not with any company, I was born and raised on Freeport 2, my father runs the commodities warehouse there and he asked me to do some deliveries for him, so that’s what I’m doing here.

Xenos pilot: Hmm, fine, now I am only going to say this to you once, dump your cargo into space and get the hell out of here before we change our mind!.

Patrick: Of course, thank you sir, thank you *sigh* thank you. I am releasing the goods now

*Cargo jettisoned*

He then engaged his cruise engines and ran like there was a entire fleet chasing him. Patrick hurried to the New York system and landed on Planet Manhattan to get some rest and a few drinks.



**//This is only half the story so far, I will update it and try to reach the “present” asap//**

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