The Legacy of Jacob Keller

[Leo]

Buffalo. God I hated this place. The smell alone could send you head over heels if you weren't prepared for it...smelled like a mixture of blood, vomit, and death every time you opened your hatch onto the bay floor. The walls weren't in much better shape, falling this way and that, re-bar supporting the many cracks in the walls from the constant hit and run attacks by the Navy.

The Rogue's skills in engineering weren't the best in Sirius, that was for damn sure.

"Jas." I said as my twin sister climbed out of the cockpit. "Find us some grub, I'm going to see what I can get for this moronic Navy b*tch. Might be enough to square us away for a few months."

She nodded and walked off towards the bar, attracting the eye of every man within eye shot as she did so. My sister had a knack for crushing the hearts of men just with her looks. She was roughly 5' 7" with hair so dark it shone purple in the right light, with ice colored eyes that would melt your soul if you looked into them long enough and she had a temper to match those eyes if you got in her way.

The Navy man in the pod was screaming loudly, trying to get out of the escape pod. I kicked the side.

"Shaddup, Navy boy, even if you did get out of there you wouldn't get far." I said loudly for everyone within earshot to hear. He stopped struggling inside the pod and quieted down. He was still trying to get out though, I could hear faint scratching coming from the inside of the pod.

"Jason yah son of a b*tch, how tha hell are yah?" said a familar voice. I turned to see an old friend that had been with the company in it's oldest incarnations: Captain Pete Barsley.

"Good to see you Pete. I've brought you something you might find worthwhile." I replied with a smile and handshake.

"Ah, yah did, did ye? Let's be takin' a look at dis here den." Pete leaned towards the window of the pod and was met with a wad of spit on the inside of the glass. Apparently the Navy boy wasn't in a very talkative mood all of a sudden. "Firey one eh?" said Pete with a laugh.

I looked to the pod.

"Indeed." I replied with a stern stare through the window.

"Bring em to mah shop, I'll give yah a good price for tha pod. Ye can keep the snivelin' Navy douche. Ah ain't be havin' much need for a sissy." he said limping away towards his shop.

"Hear that? Navy brat? Guess we're takin' you up stairs to see what I can get for you. You'll be feeding me for at least a few weeks." I said with a smile when I pressed the release button and placed a gun to the young man's head. "How about we start walking that direction now...wouldn't want any of that pretty information you have stored up there going anywhere, would we?"

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You fear oblivion. Yet you forget. The universe remembers every atom of your being. Even dust hums your name in the dark.

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