Ghosts of the Past...

[Chucc]

The Don looked at the man's back as he walked away. Smiling to himself. "I take it the device has been planted?" He asked the bodyguard at his right.

"Yes. And a note left so it will not interfere with his normal routines. Mr. Nightfall might have missed it actualy. They were very discreet in their work. None the less, his main radio's transceiver has been replaced with one of our proto-types, along with full encryption software. Left the manual under his seat as you requested. Channel 420 is a direct link to Nicky's personal COMM." the man ducked as he entered the fighter bay. Standing at 7' 2" he was an enormous man, with the strength of 5 men. Intense training made him hard as nails. The lifetime of support and caretaking after the murder of his parents, made him feircely loyal to the Don. The man had treated him better than his own children. Looking for perhaps the last time at his adopted father, he frowned slightly. "What if Twin can't handle this? I mena even AW has no real affect on the aliens. They are supposed to be the most powerful group in Sirius, with the possible exception of the Order. Any word from our man there?" The giant asked quietly.

"No, your brother has sent no word in many weeks. I am about to send someone to investigate. As this is your brother I will leave it to you personally. Report to me when you have news. Godspeed my son." The Godfather looked at his adopted son for a long time and then embrased him and kissed both cheeks. Reaching into his coat he pulled out a knife. It was fancily decorated and gave off a strange blue glow. it seemed to pulsate as if it was alive. Holding it out the the man he called son, he said, "Here, take this. it is an ancient relic, from the homeworld, Earth. It is supposed to have magical properties, the ability to heal, and to allow you to breathe while in hostile atmospheres. I have carried it since my father gave it to me. Maybe it will help you in your journey." He hugeged the man again and went on his way with the rest of the guard team.

Frankie Dombino was no fool. He knew his brother had to be dead. They talked everyday till a week ago. His wing was out in gamma, on its way back from harvesting Nomads, and their weaps. No word in a week? had to be dead, but he would find out for himself. He went to the launching pad, got in his Avenger and went out to find his brother.

Freelancer Alpha nine seven two, flying 'CHARGE' you are clear for take off. Have a sefe trip. Manhattan out.

"You may have gotten my brother, but now there is a Second Coming." The Giant muttered into his cockpit as he took off towards Conneticuit.

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Looking into returning, maybe.