Michael Fox and Mish'ra

[masterflak]

A man is flying through Omicron Gamma.. He's on good terms with the Corsairs, and they let him pass through... He hopes to become and Order member.. "Michael Fox, be weary of the Nomads, they're rather rampant these days", someone over the comms say.. "Copy that Gamma 9-3, I'll keep that in mind", he replies, and activates his cruise engines.. Hes heading for Omicron Kappa, and is going to meet with an agent of the Order..

As he reaches the Kappa hole, hes ambushed by Bounty Hunters.. He fights them valiantly, taking many down, but theres just too many for him to handle.. He cries out through all open comm channels for support, but a stray mine catches him with his shields down... The hull of his Falcon rips open at the point of impact, and everything goes black..


**Warmth. Fading.. Must preserve Warmth..**

"I'm cold.. Are you going to help me..? I don't want to be cold.."

**Help.. Yes help.. Make warm..**

The man, Michael, awakens.. He looks around... There's a field of beautiful flowers he has never seen before.. Off in the distance, there is a woman.. He walks to her..

"Where am I?"

The woman turns.. Shes young, and very beautiful.. Her hair almost appears to be glowing a golden color.. But as she sees the man, she quickly starts backing away from him, nearing the edge of a cliff..

"No, wait! I'm not going to hurt you!"

Michael nears the woman.. But she takes one steps too many back, and slips off the side of the cliff..

"No!"

Michael dives to the end of the cliff just in time.. He grabs hold of her hand before she falls too far..

**Saved.. You saved.. Me..? Yes me..**

Her hand starts to slip from his grasp..

"I can't.. I can't hold on.. I'm sorry.."


**Do you.. Want to save me..? Help me..?**

"Yes.. I want to save you.. Help you.."

The young woman grips his hand tighter, her other hand reaches up and grabs hold.. She's smiling now.. No look of fear can be seen on her face.. Michael pulls her up..

**You.. saved...**

Michael stands quietly..

**I'm.. Lonely.. Will you be.. My friend? Yes, friend..**

"I'll be your friend.. Everyone deserves a friend..

She smiles again..

**I will save you.. Now.. You're cold.. Darkening.. I will.. Warm.. Brighten..**

"Thank you.. I don't like being cold.."

She begins to walk forwards.. When it appears she would walk into Michael.. She seems to disappear within him.. He feels warm again..

Michaels eyes snap open.. He looks around his cockpit.. The tear in his hull is gone.. His ship still working.. He looks at the surrounding area.. The broken hulls of Bounty Hunter fighters are scattered around..

**You are.. Warm.. I like warmth.. Stay warm long.. please..**

"I'll stay warm.. For you.. I promise.."

Michael engages his cruise engines.. Flying aimlessly.. After taking several jump holes, gates.. He finds himself in the New York system.. His ship has taken a beating from pirates, asteroids, and radiation.. And is to dangerous to fly.. He lands on planet Manhattan, and sells the hardly recognizable Falcon, which gets him a simple Starflier, and a handful of credits..

~~OOC

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~Alex