Schutzengel - Personal Logs

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Chapter 1: The Childhood
799 A.S - 800 A.S

[font=Book Antiqua]Three years had past since the night Ruben found the little boy. Their relationship was not how Ruben had planed, they were more like two close friends, than like a family, but this was good enough to keep Ruben happy. After three years, nearly everyone knew the little boy, even those who visited Freeport 9 once a year and all of them agreed on one fact : The boy was much more mature than a normal Five year-old kid. He had the ability to communicate easily, sitting and chatting with every wanderer who visited the bar. He learned fast, and remembered everything with perfect details.
At the age of Five, he knew Omicron Theta and its neighboring Systems better than many explorers who have spent years flying in those systems.
What he couldn't understand was point of the Fights he heard about, Living in a Freeport all his life, he had only seen Peace and Quiet. He had talked with many pilots from different corners of Sirius, Military and Non-Military. All of them were same to him, older men who smiled when saw his curiosity about outerspace, those who would spend hours trying to explain the feeling of Flying in a Nebula to the little boy.
The boy would spend all morning exploring through Neural-Map Database, and all evening talking with Explorers and wanderers who came to Freeport 9, and all night, dreaming about faraway Systems.
Over the weeks, talks about Nebula and Asteroid belts between the boy and the strangers, turned into Strangers sitting together and talking about tension rising between the houses and strange accidents happening in Rheinland and the boy, sitting in a corner and listening to them.
Few months later, One morning when the boy woke up and walked to the bar, he could tell something was wrong. Ruben and 2 of the Engineers were looking at the News Console and talking in a low voice.
"What's it Ruben ?" The boy asked when he got near the three guys standing, Ruben turned around and put a hand on the boy's shoulder and started talking "Something went wrong in Freeport 7." Ruben was worried, the boy could tell from his voice.
The boy pulled a chair next to News Console and climbed it to read the News,

[font=Book Antiqua]“Few hours ago an Emergency Transmission was recieved from Freeport 7, Sigma-17 System.
Main part of the message could not be Recovered because of Statics in transmission.
As the result a Fighter wing was dispatched from Planet Gran Canaria, Omega-49 System to Investigate the situation.
According to latest News, Station itself is Completely Destroyed and no evidence of an outside attack is found.
Search for Escape Pods and reasons of Station destruction still continues.[font=Book Antiqua]”

The Three men were looking at the boy reading the news about Freeport 7 without a word, finally John Redman, one of the engineers broke the silence, "We contacted Gran Canaria, No one knows what happened, All they know is there was a huge static on Emergency Channel and then all channels to Freeport 7 were dead in a few seconds, and when they got there, they found the station completely destroyed. Nothing can Blast an entire station that fast! I dont think anyone could get out in that time." Everyone were looking at John, "Sigma 17 is only One system away" the boy said. Ruben looked around the bar, sighed and said "Thats why no one is here son, Everyone left as soon as the News was on the Net."
The boy didn't know what to say, so he got up and said "I'll be in my room, working on my Eagle. Call me if you got any news" and left the bar.
He was working on a Small model of CTE-6000 "Eagle" Civilian Very Heavy Fighter for the last few months, he couldn't fly away from Freeport 9 in that ship, but it was good enough so the boy could hang it next to his bed and stare at it, thinking about the time he can finally leave Freeport 9 in a real Eagle.

"Lights!" Ruben said as he entered his room, Lights turned on and Ruben walked straight to his desk and opened a small box to take out a Small Digital notepad he'd been keeping for a few years now.
The Screen came to life when he pressed the button on the pad. He started reading the only note in the notepad again, he'd never thought about adding any entries himself, but this time he needed to write, he needed to review all the choices to decide the best one for the little boy.

----Loading Log Entry #2----

Something is really wrong, I can feel it. A Freeport exploded in seconds, just 1 system away from here.
No one dares to say it out loud, but we might be the next one if that wasn't just an unfortunate accident.
If that really is the case, I think I have to send my son to a safer place, Maybe Gran Canaria.
I can ask Austin to look after him till things settle a bit, Or maybe I should send him somewhere inside house space.
That might be Safer, Freeport 2 maybe, but Freeports are not safe anymore.
And Bering is so far away, I can't get to him fast enough if something happens.
I have to talk to Austin first.

----End of Log Entry #2----

Ruben closed the Entry, turned off the pad and put it in the box and stared at his hands, thinking what he should do.
A few minutes later the Pager in his pocket vibrated, he took it out of his pocket and pressed the button, "Yes ?" Ruben asked, "Ruben, you'd better come down to Bar, Freeport 7 Search Party just arrived." John answered him, "Coming" Ruben anwered and walked out of his room.