Schutzengel - Personal Logs

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Prologue: Bartender and the Infant
792 A.S - 796 A.S

[font=Book Antiqua]A middle aged man was walking anxiously in Freeport 9's Medical ward corridor, he was a known face there, Ruben Walton, the Bartender of Freeport. Soon-to-be father of a twins, a boy and a girl. But everyone who passed by could tell something was wrong. Instead of his everyday warm smiling face, he had look of a middle-aged man with troubled thoughts on his face. It started the night before, when he had to run his pregnant wife to medicals because of the hard pain.
Finally after 9 hours, Doctor Richards walks out of the Medicals, hesitating a few steps away before coming closer. Ruben jumps on his feet "Is she alright ?" he asks. "I have to put it straight because it seems to be easiest way" Richards sighs, then continues "I am sorry but we couldn't do anything for your wife, she was already weakened during the last months" Richards continues as Ruben drops to his knees and stares and the floor without a word "we lost her, along with the twins ....."

Four years later, Ruben looks around the bar, as empty as ever, only a few Corsairs were sitting in a corner, talking in low voice with their strange accent. Ruben Sighs and sits at one of the desks, staring out of the window. It's been more than four years since the last time anyone had seen Ruben smiling. Staring to emptiness of space, he feels some movements behind him and turns around quickly just to see its the Corsairs who are leaving to docking bays, "Are you waiting for anyone ?" he asks himself.
He sighs and turns around to stare at the emptiness of space again, he feels someone moving behind him again, and suddenly a warm hand on his shoulder, "Amigo, we found something that is not our business to take care of" the Corsair says in a low voice. "What is the problem ?" Ruben asks, and gets up as the Corsair answers him "Just come and you'll see". As they walk out of the door, they see the three other Corsairs gathering around something on the floor. "Here Amigo, take a look at this" the Corsair tells something to his friends and they move away, when Ruben moves closer, he finds a huge bag with a small boy lying inside it, hardly around 2 years old and fast asleep.
Ruben reaches out to take him out of the bag when he notices something else inside the bag, a Digital Notepad. He picks the notepad and turns it on, and loads the only Entry written in it;

----Loading Log Entry #1----

Its been 2 years since Maria died, she was the only one I had in this universe,
but she gave birth to my son, My only son, before leaving us. But after 2 years,
I now realize that I can't give him the future he deserves.
So to whoever is reading this; Please, Take good care of my Son,
he is the only thing I have left in this universe.

----End of Log Entry #1----

Ruben couldn't help the tears running down his eyes, Reading a note from someone just like him, who had lost everything he loved. he started reading the short note over and over, and knew that he will be the one who takes care of this child, at least till he grows up and decides his own way of life.
Ruben jumps when one of the Corsairs clears his throat loudly to get his attention, he had completely forgotten that there was anyone around him. "Not that its our business or we care amigo, but what will happen to the kid ?" Ruben looks at the tall muscled Corsair and then leans down to gently raise the child from floor, "I think I will take care of him" Ruben answers with his first smile in years.

Two months later, everyone at the Freeport are happy to have 'The Old Ruben' back, and call the boy 'The little Miracle', the boy who is now known as 'Ruben Walton Jr.', Son of Ruben Walton, Bartender of Freeport 9