Old and new...

[lw'nafh]

A few months later, the Collateral Damages had become one of the (if not the) most feared ships throughout Imperial and Federal space, it was rumored throughout the masses that he commandeered the vessel, and it was all a scandal, etc... Of course, all of this wasn't true, he did it because of what he had become, a weapon, a tool, nothing more, nothing less. Luckily for Delexis, the Imperials couldn't kill him, they needed him alive, on the downside, the Federals labeled him a "Crime against nature" and he was to be killed on sight (irony much?).

Delexis had ordered ReLIC to move the Damages to nearby a Nebula, and he would take a Vindicator running Imperial IFF transponders to the surface of the planet Ra'Kii, his home planet, he had some "Loose ends" to tie up before they left once and for all. So, he powered up the Fighter, and took off out the hanger, as he left the Damages, it went into cloak, near invisible to the naked eye, impossible to see in the crystal nebula.

"This is Ra'Kii control to Blue 4, adjust your entry, or you'll burn up..."

Delexis pressed a few buttons on his console.

"Done control, anything else?"

"Uh... Yeah, actually, what's a lone fighter doing out here?"

"...Special business."

"Hrm... Alright, good luck then... With whatever it is you're doing..."

Delexis didn't reply, and continued down towards the surface.

He landed in the Capitol, and looked at the hundreds of buildings, tall and short, dirty streets, police, even a few soldiers on patrol... Then something caught his eye, someone in one of these patrols, an old "Friend", by the name of Kaira, he ducked into a small alcove so he wasn't spotted by her, or the other two soldiers, when it was clear, he climbed a pipe to the top of one of the shorter buildings, and started to trail them along the roofs.

They came to a square and stopped, he looked down on them, I better get this right... he thought, as he timed himself... After a minute or two of watching, he decided to make his move, minimal police traffic, but enough people around for him to prove his point, sadly, he didn't really want to hurt Kaira, but it was his only choice, and chance to make an example of the Imperial's soldiers... He jumped down, charged through the crowd, pulled out his knife, and sliced clean through the throat of the soldier on the left, and before either Kaira or the other could react, he was down too. However, Kaira managed to get her sidearm out, and while holding the arm with his knife, she shot him in the shoulder, of course, with all the adrenaline he didn't feel squat, and after he saw the blood, it just made him angrier, he dropped the knife, and forced his claw into her chest, pushing her down, as he pulled them out. She dropped down onto one knee, and he grabbed the pistol she dropped, she looked up at him, clenching his jaw, with the blood running down his arm, and out of his mouth from a rifle butt to the mouth. She didn't struggle, try to run, or even cower... Just looked at him as he aimed the gun to the space between her eyes...

"Do it."

Then he pulled the trigger, he felt bad for what he did, but shook off the feeling like a feather, and ran for his ship, this time, the defense grid was all over him, so he powered up and went straight for the Damages, never to be seen or heard from again, he got back to the Damages, started a random jump sequence remotely, and followed it with his ship, he abandoned his Starkiller, and exited in Sirius, up to this day, he's been considered "Clinically Insane", and has a strange fixation on Humans as "Little Ones", of course, no one knows what he will ever come to do, or has done... All they can do is watch and hope the worst doesn't come.

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