Threads of Unity

[Stefz]

The day was usual, just as any other. Stefan was checking through some papers regarding recent Administrator Garrison's departure. He finally found something interesting and took a seat. While checking through those papers, he didn't seem quite impressed. Suddenly, he jumped off his chair.

"What the heck!?"

He started to yell when he realized that Garrison has a cancer.

"Goddamn it. He rather cared about myself then his own life!"

Stefan was surprised. He drank a glass of water, desperately trying to calm down. He couldn't control the rage, he felt that he was guilty for all that. His mind was filled with everything that he had done with Brandon back in the good old days. From meeting with him and first flights, through smuggling Orange into Kusari, to having a serious, long discussions about his connection to The Guardians, as he used to call them. As always, when furious, his eyes were having a purple glow.

After several minutes of fighting against himself, Stefan finally managed to calm down by injecting a small dose of Liquid Cardamine into his veins. It was the only way of him getting back at the normal state, without losing control over his body and mind.

As the time was slowly passing by, Stefan stood up and started to pack. Obviously, he was about to leave Corsica and go to Malta to visit Brandon, as he knew he practically owed him a life. It didn't took him long to pack. He just took basic supplies. Namely: Food, water and the only thing he couldn't live without, a few doses of Liquid Cardamine. Stefan was obviously in a hurry. He was rushing towards his Saber and people could notice that he was furious, so everyone decided to stay away from him. Without any life support systems check, he entered his Saber and left Corsica.

After a few minutes, he was slowly entering the nebula located in Omicron 85. The Corsica and the Razgriz Black Hole were slowly getting smaller and soon, the visibility was totally nullified by the nebula. Stefan's ship was sweeping through the asteroid field when suddenly, he received a vision. The same old voice, the same old light, everything seemed as usual. Stefan blindly followed the voice as always, being totally unaware how easily can even the most usual things slip out of the control, as his ship slowly changed the course and went into unknown.

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