The Story Of Andrew Shepard

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Andrew sighed as he walked thru his new Ship, finding memories of the ships past, hopeing that they would not scar the Vessels Future. He Forwared the Ships registration information to the Liberty Database, So that the ship would not be mistaken for a slave trader.

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The Acheron

Cargo Hold:
300u of Food Rations
200u of H-Fuel (emergency fuel)
150 Light Arms(for defense of personnel in event of Attack)
50 Mining Machinery(for Excavations)
200u of oxygen(emergency supply)
100u of Robotic components (for emergency repairs)
300u of Water
3 Military Grade exploration Vehicles(for exploration, minimal armaments)
Captains Private Reserves:
1 Bottle of Wine
1 History of Sirus
10 Holotainment bands(different scenarios)

Crew:
Captain: Andrew Shepard
XO: Owen Hamlin
Gunnery Control: Maria Watkins
Helm: Jacob Mueller
Chief Engineering Officer: Evan Scott
Total Crew:300

Armament:
11 CT-402 Transport "Charon" Turrets

Transmission End




For Andrew, it was a new life, as he was sick from the cramped cockpit of his Border worlds transport, but for some reason he had kept the Transport, as a reminder to how he was able to purchase This ship.
Untill it happened.

Jacob: *over Comm*: Captain, you might want to get up here ricky tick!
Andrew: Copy, ile be right up.
Barly thirty seconds later, Andrew made it up to the bridge.
Andrew: what have we got?
Maria: This thing just poped up on our sensors, and passively scanned us.
Andrew: any communication from the vessel?
Maria: we have tried every dialect, both New and old.
Andrew: Cross reference The ships signature with known signatures...
Maria: oh...my...god...
Andrew: What?
Maria: its...a AI core vessel
Andrew: Arm all weapons, if this ship so much as Blinks in the wrong way, you light it up. understood Mr. Hamlin?
Owen: aye sir.

*after scanning the AI core vessel, determining the ships name as [SMA]BETA.14 and that the ship was of no harm, The Acheron left for the Unknown. Will this ship ever be seen again? Who knows.*

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Power does not corrupt. Fear corrupts... perhaps the fear of a loss of power.