Memory Lost

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Off Topic: I hope you find this story acceptable. I put a lot of thought and work into this back story so far and would hate to not be able to use it. =/

Chapter I: Arrival

Sol, Shortly Before The Exodus

Mike Forge was never his real name, as what his supposed job. His supposed job was one of the many managers to oversee the construction of the Liberty sleeper ship. His real job in fact, was to see the complete destruction of that ship upon launch. Put simply, Mike Forge was a Coalition saboteur. No one knew this of course on the Alliance side. All they knew was that he was a 22 year old construction manager.

Mike was drafted into the Coalition at an earlier age. Taught to hate and despise the Alliance, Mike never really gave second thought or hesitation to his missions assigned to him. He had killed many innocent people. But he would finally realize his devils on this final mission. He had the opportunity to see the passenger list for the ship. Thousands of men, women, and children would all perish if he went forward with this mission. For once he questioned the Coalition's deceptive lies and false truths. He would fail this final mission.

Mike would have to work fast, as the Alliance would surely detect him eventually and the Coalition would not be in the slightest bit happy with his actions. The plan was to outfit a regular deep-space ship with sleeper capabilities just enough to fit one person and arrive somewhere near the other sleeper ships roughly 800 years after they do. He malfunctioned the memory restoration process on the ship, so that he would not have to live with knowing the deeds he had done. Now all he had to do is keep the Alliance guessing and the Coalition "up to date."

Sol, The Exodus

This was the day that he had be waiting for. Judgement day, the moment of truth. Everything that happened today would judge his entire future. The Alliance had found out about his true origin and was hot on his trail. They would not find him though. Even if they do it would be way too late. He would use the diversion caused by the escape of the sleeper ships to ensure his own escape. His ship was drifting in the asteroid belt around Sol. He knew how the Coalition would react and where which ships would go where. As the sleeper ships broke through the Coalition blockade, so did he. He plotted the coordinates to where the sleeper ships were headed and set his ship to auto-pilot.

Pennsylvania System, Current Time

Dazed and utterly confused, Mike work up from his sleep. He had no idea where he was or who he was. On a computer terminal next to the sleep chamber, a status message flashed red. It read "Memory Restoration Failure: Subject- MIKE FORGE." He muttered "At least I know my name..," shook his head, and headed towards the cockpit of the ship. He looked outside to behold a field of what appeared to be ice. In the distance there appeared to be a mining vessel.

He attempted to fire the engine back up. He wasn't planning on what happened next. The primary thruster exploded into a enormous fireball. The impact threw him on the floor. With fire quickly eating up his precious oxygen as well as consuming the ship, he had to get out of this deathtrap quickly. He made his way to the escape pod, got in, and blasted off. He looked back on the ship to find it completely engulfed in flames. An explosion, and everything went black.

He woke up to find himself in a medical bay. He looked around and saw a man in a lab coat, smoking a cigarette. The man turned around.

"Ahh, so our little friend is awake at last?" said the man.

"You know that'll kill you, right?" replied Mike.

"Oh? A sense of humor as well a sense of action, wonderful!" said the man.

"Where am I?" asked Mike.

"You're on board a helium mining ship in the Pennsylvania system." answered the man.

"Great, where can I get a drink around here?" asked Mike.

"As long as you have the credits, we can provide." answered the man.

"Credits, eh?" replied Mike.

"Yep, that's our system of money. Say, you're not from around here are you?" asked the man.

"I have no idea WHERE I am from, in fact." replied Mike.

"Well, good luck with that. But in the mean time you will be needing a job.." said the man.

"What are you proposing?" asked Mike.

"I'm proposing you work for me, here on this ship." replied the man.

"What? You're ship doctor AND captain?" asked Mike.

"Sure am. Someone's gotta play doctor on this bucket and it might as well be me. So, are you in?" replied the man.

"I don't have much of a choice do I? It's a deal." answered Mike.

"Great! We will make up your quarters, you start next week..." said the man.

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