Mr_3ppozz

[Mr_3ppozz]

---20 Years later at the Hospital on Freeport 4---

Mr_3ppozz and his wife signed in for a regular checkup of there son.

Time seemed to have flown by and memories still last to this day forth.
Mr_3ppozz was pleased to see everything was still going as he hoped, he never saw that strange person again, but then again he also never entered to the nomad worlds, or to Omicron Minor.

His son was called by the doctor.

Son: Stay here dad, ill be right back with mom.

Mr_3ppozz: Okay, ill get a cup of coffee and will be back in 10 minutes.

When he went to the bar, he heared something that he couldnt believe, an explosion.
The entire base went dark, people screaming and running everywhere. He went back to the hospital as quick as he could, but it seemed that he was too late. Smoke was comming from all directions, and flames were consuming the walls.
All he could think about was his wife and his son, but in the corner of his eyes he believed he saw someone, someone he had seen before, that didnt matter, his wife and son were more important.

--2 Hours later--

Reports were comming in of people being killed, and severly wounded. He couldnt believe what happened... His wife and son were nowhere to be found, he almost gave up hope and allmost bursted into tears when he heared a boy screaming DAD!!!. When he looked behind him, it was his son, his face covered in blood, his left arm bleeding, and all his clothes ripped and dirty of smoke and debris. He couldnt comprehend what was happening. His son made it out alive.

Mr_3ppozz: Where is your mom?

Son: I dont know, i lost her right after the blast, i was picked up by a strange looking guy, he brought me to safety and ran of.

Mr_3ppozz: What strange guy, what did he look like?

Son: I... i couldnt see him very good, his face was in the dark.

Mr_3ppozz: Oh my god... could it really be?!?! We have to get out of here RIGHT NOW!

Security officer: Hold it, and where do we think we are going in such a hurry?

Mr_3ppozz: Away from here, if my son is right, i dont want to be near this base ever again!

Security officer: No Sir, you have to wait until we can interogate you. He... He WAIT!!

Mr_3ppozz took his son by his hand and started to walk towards the docking platform, he wasnt wasting any time. As soon as he got onboard his trader, he boosted up her engines and made sure he was getting away, FAR away from freeport 4.

In the distance he could see an entire fleet of Police and Repair vessels comming, as wel as a couple a medical transports. His son was as calm as he ever was, he never gave a damn about anything... But somehow he seemed to be touched by the whole event. The little boy was flying in every ship he could get behind the controls, and never made a mistake. Mr_3ppozz asked him to get washed and to put on some clean clothes. There he went, to the small cabin behind the cockpit. When he got back he was wearing some rather strange looking clothes, a bit dirty, but it fitted him perfectly.

Mr_3ppozz: Well my son, dont know where you got it, but you look allright.

Son: I got it of Freeport 4, someone gave it to me just before the explosion, he said i would be a fine addition.

Mr_3ppozz: Addition to what??!! Who was this guy?

Son: How should i know, i saw him about 30 seconds, and before he was done talking the whole base exploded.... (he got a bit angry with all the question)

Mr_3ppozz: Sorry for asking, take it easy. Here, take the ship for a moment, i have to get something.

When Mr_3ppozz left the ship over to his son, he immediatly got in the back of the cabin and starting to search something.
Minutes lates in the cabin he gave his son a small rifle.

Stating that he will need it later.

His son had plotted a course to Omicron Theta, when Mr_3ppozz woke up he asked him why, but his son didnt reply.

When arriving there they both went to the bar, Mr_3ppozz could really use a good cold drink so he ordered a bottle and walked to an empty table. When he was looking around he couldnt see his son anywhere, but hi wasnt worried, he had just given him a rifle and his son was old enough to take on anyone who he wanted.

-Meanwhile by the ship dealer on Corfu-

The son of Mr_3ppozz was looking around and wanted to buy a ship, but the dealer wouldnt sell him anything because he was too young. When he was told that, he got pretty angry and wanted to take a punch at the dealer but instead he started to ask him some question why he couldnt buy anything.

Son: Why cant i buy it, because im too young? Just for your information, i know some highly skilled pilots that are younger than me, and most of them have 2 fighters. So why cant i have one?

Dealer: Youre just too young i wont sell it too you. You didnt even tell me your name.

Son: Well, ill tell you, if you will sell me a ship, i know excactly what i want, and i got more than enough cash to pay you.

Dealer: Hmm.. Let me think it over..... (after 2 minutes of silence) Okay boy, you got me, tell me your name, and i will sell any ship you want.

Son: My name is... SoulHunter, my mother was killed by a man with no face, when that happened i lost all interests i had in a live as a trader and i want to fight against ALL that oppose me ideas. When my mother was killed i met a man, he was wearing a uniform that said "Colonial" and i have heared rumors about a entire group of people that call themselfs Colonials. It is with them i want to fight. And last i heared, you sell the ships that they fly, The Viper, and that ship is the one i want.

Dealer: Well my boy, since you put it that way, i do know a few of them, i sold them a good bunch of those Vipers, you can have it, its yours, make sure you can arm it well...

SoulHunter: Thank you, here are your credits and dont worry, i can arm it with anything i want, ill still shoot down anyone.

Dealer: No boy, get rid of that attitude and spend those credits on guns and armor, youll need it.


Finally, SoulHunter has what he wanted, a good fighter. Now all he had to do was tell his father about his decision. To make sure he wasnt stopped by his father, he went to the Large train in dock and wrote a note: "Dear Father, i know this isnt what you want me to do, but i have to. You will understand. I will contact you when i settled at my new home. I dont want to trade all the time, i want some action, i want to mean something."

After writing the note he went to his Viper, got in his gear and lauched into space.

-Back in the bar-

Mr_3ppozz was still sitting at the same table, and his bottle was allmost empty. All he could think of was losing his wife.... And where is that boy!!!!

He looked up, and could see a Viper leave through the window, he didnt think too much of it. He decided to get back to his Large Train and get some sleep, before leaving for a new trade run. When he arrived at his Train, his whole world ended, the last person he cared about was gone, just gone, he didnt say where to, all he said was that he was leaving...

When he was done reading the letter for the 5th time, he got aboard his train, plotted a course, and launched into space...

That was the last that was ever heared of Mr_3ppozz, some people have seen him around now and than, but nobody ever confirmed he was still alive and making his usual traderuns.

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