Fallen Angel of Malta

[RavenBlade1980]

Fallen Angel of Malta

My name is Catalina Anna Fernández,. I am the daughter of the late Gunship Capt.Jesus Juan Fernández and his wife Selena Anna Fernández. My mother died the day I was born, so I was raised by my father. He later passed when I was 8 years old. I was left to the streets of Malta, until an old family friend found me and raised me till I was 15. He taught me everything I know about how to pilot a gunboat through virtual reality. An obscure tech that was almost lost on the exodus onboard the Hispania. On my 15th birthday my adopted father gave me my fathers gunship RM-3C Mrk3"Tridente" named DeathKnight that I renamed to Kurohana and I been on many raids in Liberty, Kusari as well as outer systems and its been 3 years since that day. I have done much and now I fit well in my fathers seat that still has his smell of cigars and cardamine. I have been through a lot in those 3 years, seen more then most girls my age, but yet, I was weary of my Outcast Brothers and Sisters. They don't fight for a cause I believe in, and many of the Outcast men wanted me to be theirs like I was some kind of property.


In my own exodus to leave all that I know behind and to join one that I would believe in. I found the Golden Chrysanthemums Gen'an Cell, Only to fail to join them I was left alone and venerable I am still part of the regular GC but many in their ranks don't see me as someone worth working with. I been surviving on rations and minimal cardamine supplied to me by a former lover on Malta. After failing to go back to my old life by begging for forgiveness from my adopted father I only ended up with being backhanded to the ground and staring down the barrel of a gun being told to never come back. I now wonder aimlessly around Siris finding work when I can all the way down to being a waitress in the Blood Dragons bars. When I don't work I try to find space ports where I can park my ship in and just sleep on the seat that still smells of my father and I wonder every day was it worth it, was it worth leaving everything behind, becoming shunned from everything I knew and loved, for my life to end up being lost in the pages of time, a shadow of who I once was. Now I fight to survive and try to find my way maybe I will be granted a second chance by the Gen'an. But who knows. I harbor no ill-will towards them I just now know I have much to learn, and need to find my way to being worthy to them maybe this is a trial not to them but for myself. Only time will tell. My story has not ended but I have only myself to write it till I find my way.