A walk into the reminiscence of the past

[kingvaillant]

A walk into the reminiscence of the past

Part 1...
"Prison station Fairbanks, this is patrol Alpha 2. We have precisely 3 more waypoints to go, so far so good, Alaska seems quiet for once." says David

"Patrol Alpha 2, this is Fairbanks. Understood, but keep an eye open for any treat. They strike from the shadows and steal your life when they can."

"Aye, Aye, Fairbanks. Don’t worry; we are used to this marvelously creepy system. Continuing our patrol."

20 minutes later…

"Prison station Fairbanks, this is patrol Alpha 2. One last waypoint to check and we go back home."

"Patr…[static]…Oooo, This is…[static]…anks. We have just pic…[static]…signals on sca…[static]…big! Go ba…[static]…tely!"

"Fairbanks, this is Patrol Alpha 2. May you repeat? There was some interference in your message."

"Patrol alph…[static]…Get the f…[static]…Nom…[static]… Detect…[static]…Battleship…[static]…Abor…[signal lost]…"

"Fairbanks, can you hear us?! Ohh I don’t like this… Escorts, keep your eyes wide open for any anomalies."

"Understood sir!"The other pilots say.

A few seconds later

"OHHH CRAP! This is an ambush! Multiple nomads on scanners! Escorts, repel them!" Says David

"David! Watch out!!" Says one of the escorts

In the split of a second, David turns his head to the right and sees a nomad Torpedo exploding on his ship.

The whole ship disintegrated itself into a giant fireball. Ejecting David and leaving him drift in the void while his escort is trying to fight back the ambush. Floating between the lights of fear blazing against those of freedom and watching the birds fly around his head in this majestic wild fight for survival, the director was beginning to feel weaker every seconds. Explosions were lighting up the area, one moment they are blue, second after they are red, he could see all the colors illuminating his surrounding like a beautiful firework show he saw so long ago. Although, at the same time, everything began to fade, get darker and colder. He could feel the scythe of the reaper trying to cut to his heart as his eyes were closing…

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Director of the Liberty Security Force: Fidelity, Bravery and Integrity

The Amundsen Zone-21 Restrictions