I remember the first day.When i started flying for the first time.It was on Barrier Gate station in Coronado,they led me to one of the hangars.My first vessel was waiting for me there,it was a "Series DL" transport.As much as i didn't want to i had to start doing something,i went broke,my Alcohol addiction finally caught up to me.I remember how cold it was there,i could barely open my mouth and my teeth were clinking.But i endured it.The large transport was loaded with Light Arms,ready to supply the "Navy",or at least that's what the boss said.There were two other members in the convoy.The boss himself,Max Karusoe,some shady looking man with a scar on his neck,i think his name was Marc...and also myself.After lifting off first we passed through Cortez,then went into California.The comunnication silence was killing me.Strangely,we didn't use any trade lanes,and it left me suspicious...we made a brake for the gate.The boss seemed shady about what we are actually doing,he never took his sunglasses off for a second.He wore a black suit and had a silver chain on his neck.With no words he sent us Coordinates leading deep into the badlands when we jumped to New York,and the second that i received them,i knew what was going on.They were supplying the Rogues.I am known for hating anyone that has the guts to attack or extort from innocent Civilians and traders,trying to make their ends meat.I refused to move on,after just five minutes they started to seem really worried.Sweating,probably thinking how the Navy will show up and catch them.No matter how much they convinced me i just turned away and locked on to the trade lane,and as i was about to dock it was disrupted by Marc.They knew that if i managed to escape them their plans would be revealed.Without any warning the two opened fire.They missed almost every shot of their Bolters,couldn't hit me even if i had let them.I guess it was just the pressure.Within a few minutes Marc was blown into pieces by me.I hate...when i have to take someones life...but being a threat to the Civilians my conscience knows that its the right thing to do.I tried to go for the boss when a Police Patrol showed up entering pursue and arresting me on the spot.I was almost sentenced to 3 years in Sugarland for smuggling,and the investigation went on for months,but no evidence were presented and there were no witnesses so i was free,but broke again.Left with only around 20 Million on my account,which was half of the supposed payment i was sent back to Los Angeles where i was registered too.I guess its about time i go back to the roots...
...the Prison Liner dropped me off.Ah...good old LA.I haven't visited moms in a while...i wonder how is she doing,and also i haven't seen my sister Sarah in a while.As i took my first few steps i felt nostalgic,but not enough.I took a walk downtown to my old neighbourhood.The smell of cheap weed and blood and the sound of a gunshot is heard.I don't know how someone can actually miss that,but i did,with each step i took i felt more and more nostalgic.There was my house,the old door got replaced,nice,but...its strangely silent.I knocked on the door,and my mother opened seeming really happy.I don't remember the last time i saw her smiling like this.I helped myself in,and when i asked what was making her so happy,she said,that father has died.To other people that might seem strange,but he was a Cardamine addict,he would cause a lot of trouble for the house.He was one of the reasons i decided to start working early,i just needed to be away from home.For the first time the house was clean,there was no broken glass or anything,and there was not a single bruise on my mothers face.I felt happy about it somehow.I was looking forward to seeing Sarah,i ran into her room,but she wasn't there.I was confused,she would never leave mother alone.I felt a hand on my shoulder.Mother said that Sarah went away...she needed some time alone,to think about life itself.Even dough she hated him,it seemed that our fathers death has upset her.I sat down at the new table that seemed brand new,but was actually just cleaned.I talked to moms for quite a while,it seemed like time wasn't moving at all.Then the talk about money started,and i told her about my problem.She got a serious look on her face,and recommended me to stay for the night,since Father was gone,and Sarah went away there was a lot of room.I said yes knowing about what is coming.I just had this feeling,that i was about to reunite with a really old friend.The night went down,and the sounds of gunfire stopped.I went to bed,thinking about tomorrow,mostly wondering about,where Sarah is...
...i got woken up by someone smacking the back of my head hard and laughing.When i turned around in my bed,and looked up,i saw a familiar face.It was my old friend from the South Side.His name is Jericho but they call him "Bonez",because he is really skinny.But he was the most skilled mechanic on the whole planet probably,his father owned a customs shop around my neighborhood,and taught him everything he knows.The only problem with Jericho was his twisted mind.He witnessed his fathers murder,right there in the shop,when he was 16.The story is that the two guys that his father owed money to and that killed him were never found.And they weren't.And how do i know that?I helped Jericho to dispose of the bodies,well what was left of them.He used a big hammer and a wrench as his weapons so you can only imagine.He was really happy to see me,as i got up we hugged it out like brothers,and went over to the living room.There my mother was waiting for us with homemade breakfast.We talked and laughed for an hour,and that hour passed quickly.Jericho silenced mother with a single wave of a hand,and the talk about business has started as she walked out of the room.There were rumors,that a large Cardamine cartel dealer was on LA,with a huge shipment just waiting for us to find it.The plan with the shipment wasn't to steal it and sell it,it was to get rid of the dealer and destroy every last bit of it.The first phase was to locate the dealer,dough luckly there was but one place that you would know for sure a big drug leader like him would come.It was the Long Beach hotel at the west side of the planet.The rumor has it,the place is lead by a dealer too,a Maltaesan non the less,and that its somewhat their headquarters here in Liberty.Jericho offered his ship as our means of transportation to the west side,and said that the first action will be conducted at Midnight tonight,with the help of his crew and myself,to bring down "Tony".As soon as i heard that name i got a brief flashback.It was six years ago,that i woke up in the middle of the night hearing a ruckus down in the kitchen.My father was fighting with a guy named "Tony".They were yelling things about Money and "Stuff"."Tony" was probably his dealer,and as one,probably the one responsible for my fathers addiction and,death.If there was no "Tony",there would probably be no problem,and my father would still be alive.But at first i wasn't sure about going,it was too risky.But he persuaded me the way he knows best.He offered me a fully outfitted,custom CNOS engined,reinforce plated Montante,and himself being the only person that knows about the story,as my best friend,offered me a chance to get revenge.With the ship being worth 100 Million,and the pleasure of killing a dealer that i hate the most,i accepted.Looking up at the clock i said to myself:
...one hour till we strike.The thought was going through my head.Me and Jericho with his crew,were going through the plan.It was pretty simple,we were a mere distraction for their specialist,who is to infiltrate the loading bays in the back of the hotel and steal the transporter vessels.They never told me the name,all i know is that they called that person "The Shadow".My legs couldn't rest,i kept bumping the table from the fear,that something might go wrong.After we loaded up into Jerichos Camara,once after another we carried everything from light rifles to pistols,and even had one rocket launcher to handle.I couldn't even grip my weapon properly from the stress.We lifted off and the silence started.Above the Camara bolted a dark black Havoc II bomber.I looked at my wrist watch and once again said to myself:
"10 More minutes,no backing down now,payback time."...
...we reached the hotel.For a moment it was silent.I thought they would at least check who is inside the Camara.But as soon as the door opened the hotel guards started shooting and all hell broke lose.My hands were shivering,i took out one,then two,then three.I took a bullet to my shoulder.It,hurt,my hands were shivering even more.I ignored the pain,as the last few guards were shot down we headed for the lobby.My hearth beat raised.The pain was so strong i couldn't even feel it anymore.There were many casualties on our side.Its like they had a small army in there.Through the sky view window i saw the same Havoc bomber flying over,heading for the hotel hangars.I took cover behind the reception desk with Jericho.They started to outnumber us.I killed my fourth,then fifth,then sixth,then seventh...the amount of dead people,i started to loose track.I sneaked up to the elevator and jumped in heading for the top.To the presidential apartment,where "Tony" was.I couldn't comprehend what i was feeling,i didn't think at all when i pressed the button for the last floor.From the hangars i saw a large explosion.What is he is not alone,i mean,he probably has guards,he is a influential CardiBoss.For a second i thought i'l be done for it as soon as i would walk.But when the elevator opened there was nothing but darkness and silence,behind the desk i could see a shady looking face.It was him,i couldn't wait to pull the trigger.But he stopped me.
"So,Rogers boy.I have been expecting you.You are the most suitable to take your fathers place."
I was shocked.What does he mean by...my fathers place.
"Yes." He starts walking around the room. "You didn't know,in this city there is,well was,someone more influential then me.It was your father Marcus Rogers."
He smiled sarcasticly at me.
"Lies!He was just a user,and you were the one that made him like that!"
I couldn't believe him.But somehow it was getting to me.
"Tsk.Tsk."He looks me straight into the eyes. "He was the one that brought me into this business.And made me the most influential person here,well the second most influential,right after him..."
"NO!I refuse to believe!"
"But you do have your right wanting to kill me...:" He grins...
At that moment i realized,the most obvious,"Tony" killed him so he could take his place...even dough i hated him,he was still my father,and i couldn't forgive him,i raise my gun with my finger on the trigger.
"Wait...Jaxy boy.You still hadn't considered my offer."
"I will not make the same mistakes he did..."
I was ready to pull the trigger...
"Very well then..." He snaps his fingers and from the doors come out his men.Wearing black suits pointing large laser based guns at me.
"Any last words?" He gins at me again...
The thought going through my head.Its all over.How can it be,that all this time i was wrong.It is too much to take in.
I dropped to my knees ready for my death.But when i look over the window,it was the same Havoc,with a few large transports flying behind it.
"Huh?" Tony looks at the window....
The Havoc changes its direction and rams into the window killing everyone that was standing with its wings,while i the only one on my knees survived.Blood was everywhere.When the cockpit opened all i could see was...
...my sister Sarah.I haven't seen her for quite some time.The emotions i felt when i saw her,i wasn't sure was it because i survived that or because she is there.
-A picture of her...-
"Jaxy!"
She giggles softly jumping onto me...
"Long time no see!"
I felt so happy.I could say a word for an entire minute.
"Er..."
She stops me before i could say anything.
"Jump in we will catch up along the way!"
She pulls me and tosses me into the back seat of the bombers cockpit.The floor starts trembling as we lift off and start following the transport.Instantly we get a transmission from Jericho.
"The operation went well boyz!"
Rumbling can be heard in the back and the survivors of his crew were manning the turrets and modules.
"We got coppers on our tail!OY KEEP THOSE COUNTERMEASURES ONLINE!"
He yells out as their ship shakes.
"Will you be fine?"Sarah asked them...
"Ye!Well shake the coppers off in a minute!Jericho out,have a nice chat with your brother it was quite some time since you met..."
He winks while she smiles turning off the transmission.I felt a little worried for Jericho honestly.
I cleared my throat... "Yes,i er...have been very good recently!"
"Well that's a nice thing to hear Jaxy!" She smiled at me...
"Er,the Shadow eh?" I asked her without hesitation,it was quite surprising to me...
"Yes Jaxy,it is a long story..." She seemed to zone out for a moment... "After father died,things,changed,i,changed..."
"I know they did,but,you became a criminal..." I wanted more answers...
"Well that's not a very nice thing to her from you..." She sighs... "I heard that you got arested..." She giggled softly...
"Hay,i,well,it wasn't my fault..." She got me on that one so i could ask any further questions about her becoming the Shadow...
"No worries,i know...actually who am i trying to lie to here i never got caught that's is why they call me the Shadow!"
Well at lest i know why they call her that "Heh...figures..." I looked down and in the far was Jericho's camara...or his,Little Liner,as he calls it...
"Hehehe!" Jericho appeared on the screen... "The coppers are off our behinds,this entire thing was a succes!" He seemed pleased about it... "Sarah,get you'r brothers ass to the warehouse so i could give him what i had promised..."
"Roger that Bonez!Meet you at the place..." Jericho disappears off the screen as the Havoc gains more speed...
What he had promised,i guess it is time for this thing to pay off finally...
Me and Sarah have been flying in awkward silence for an hour, it has been somewhat eating me up from inside.I haven't seen her in such a long time yet we don't say a word to eachother.I fell asleep after some time, due to all this exsausting me pretty hard.I remember hearing a noise of a wrench, hitting the ground.It woke me up, i had a major headache.I jumped out of the cockpit and looked around, there were a lot of people working around various ships.In the back of the warehouse i was in i saw Jericho working around a Montante gunboat, testing the engines.Noticing me walking towards the Montante he raised his hand and waved it around.
"Move faster puto you have to check out this baby!"
I started running towards it.I looked up, it looked, and still looks amazing to me.I don't know there is just something about borderworlds tech that i love.
"So this is it eh?" I took a slow walk around it.
"Si! Its got a CNOS engine with a majorly reinforced Armor and i even mounted a Battle Razor on the front just for you." He seemed proud of his work. "So you like it no?"
"Yes, it looks great!" I climbed in through the cargo door, into the slightly larger cockpit.Siting down onto the pilots seat i said. "Fits me just perfectly!" I felt happy, but then something hit me. "Er, where is Sarah?"
Bonez got a serious expression. "She left, business to take care off off LA." He then reached into his pocked throwing me the keys to the gunboat. "Take care of it eh?" With those words he walked off, he seemed quite concerned about something but he wasn't even going to tell me about it.
I put the key card in and said to myself. "Time to start all over again." Before lifting off through the warehouse hangars roof door.
...now i am here, hunting scum around Liberty.Visiting mother every once in a while.Partying around with Jericho and still looking for Sarah, i hope i run into her one day, seeing that she is alive and well.This was a story on how it all began, Jax Rogers commander of the Juggernaut, out.
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