The Man in Cap

[Nightfall]

Chapter Seven

AN HOUR LATER, ARRANMORE BASE, DUBLIN SYSTEM

Jamie exits the cockpit of his Talon, "Deck officer, see to it these guys in my hold be taken care of. That's what you get when you mess with the wrong people!" he continued his walk straight to the pair that waited for him, they recognised him as he didn't change much in a few years since he left Arranmore and Dublin in search of a better opponent for his suicidal flight skills.
Then it all came back. Henry and Elisabeth Sparrow. Those were his parents.
Images of his past were running through his brain. Before his eyes - a blur. He saw himself as a thirteen-year old, leaving home as a Molly ace pilot "in search of truth" as he called it back then. He remembered that, at that fragile age, he already took down 148 fighters, 21 of those being ace pilots. For the first time since he woke up in the Medrec room at Freeport 9 he really remembered... he knew his name was George Sparrow the Man in Cap, the Grim Reaper of Bretonia. He remembered everything.
Jamie fell lifeless on the floor.
His parents ran to him, his mother taking him in her arms, crying. His father called for a medic.