He had gotten back from his uneventful capture by a band of unknown agents wanting information from him in Gallia his cloths were torn, and moves of his uniform torn. Blood covering most of his body seeming to even stain his own skin, he shrugged of any pain he felt only making him frustrated as it didn't go away his eyes a pitch black colour that would scare even the bravest of humans, his wounds still bled Jagged knife marks in the front of his torso, pin pricks in his arm where they inserted types of drugs and poison, and lash marks by a weapon that looked like it was intended to strip the flesh from the very bones it was attached to most of them would have closed up being large scars that tattooed his entire body. As the Gallian Royal Navy fighter moved towards a white desolate and isolated planet its surface blanked with white blinding snow, the communications video feed came to life showing a digital image of an AI unit (Artificial intelligence) its face seemed to have emotion as it spoke but having no hint of one in its voice.
"Welcome back Sir."He looked at the screen calm his face completely blank a scary-calm.


"I do this because I was trained not because I chose to… I had to." Jim (AI) looked at the young man securing the link, this construct was his closest and most trusted friend there being only three people he truly trusted.

"I will call the SAR teams back in."The man leaned forward as the ship docked with the Osiris vessel.

"I am never going to serve a cause I never chose."Its eyes glow as it accesses the files sending commands to the SAR (Search and rescue)."Send them home Jim…… Pilots, soldiers, guards, command crew the lot, send them to Toldeo." Walking out of his ship he grabs a small object tossing it in the cargo bay of the GRN fighter."Eject it into space….. Activate the charge, burn it."Nodding slightly Jim opened the doors of the cargo bay as Christopher reached the door way as it closed behind him the ship was sucked into space soon incinerated as the plasma incinerator charge melted it soon blowing up leaving the nothing identifiable of the ship.

"Done as requested, alerting medical facilities of your arrival.""Don't bother, send them with the rest all of them….. Inform all ships, as of now we are disbanded, only Riley, Mira and Katherine may stay; if others try to stay kill them."Jim hesitated only for a few seconds before his eyes glowed."Acknowledged."

Soon a voice would come over all the frequencies of the Armada."The grand commodore has disbanded the Fleet, the Black Dawn, the Black sun are to be deserted and will be left under automated control, this is a direct command disobedience will be dealt with harshly."The military posture was hard wired into his veins as he walked through moving to his room passing his sister, brother in law and friend giving them a slight nod of recognition them knowing they were the few that were allowed to stay as they were the only ones not being escorted by droids, knowing to leave him be he walked further dropping out of there range.

"I hope you know what you're doing." Jim's voice sounded in his ear."Jump us to Omega 49." He avoided answering the question only muttering a few words "Damn you Christina."

He lay there on the cold metal floor beside his bed, listening to the calming never ending silence that filled his ears, smiling as a voice talked to him in his head speaking to him. *So here war are alone finally, just us.*to him the voice sounded familiar to, as if it was the one that told him what to do the one he obeyed to smile breathe listen smell hear process it was the guide for him. "Sweet, sweet solitude." Listening as his voice echoed in the nearly deserted ship the. *The Zoners may take us in, they may harbor us, offer protection of the planet and they may trust you.* Slowing his breathing he'd finally get up starting to move. *Don't let them use you. Have freedom.* He slide his hand across the wall of the ship as he progressed towards the command deck, feeling the bond he had for the ship, the place he every truly thought of as home, the once place that was sacred to him where no body could touch him. "Jim, open a private channel to Doc Holiday." The AI who he knew was watching him probably assessing him appear walking next to him as the holo-strips above him projected the image. [color=#003300]"Yes sir." He turned his head side wards to look at the projection of the AI "Search my PDA send that….. Then we wait old friend, see if fate smiles on us."

"So here I am..... empty ship empty responsibility empty emotions Solitude..... most people say they'd go nuts.... maybe I have i mean I killed people enjoyed killing people lots of things watching there life force dwindle.... there spark there light there spirit leave there body the thing that made them function move think.... live and I kill them how I, may see fit... breaking there skulls..... breaking there necks maybe some times just slowly break there minds...... I never liked doing physical torture oh no no no no I like to mentally play with people shift them move them make them think, ponder, worry, make mistakes to break a man by physically beating him is senseless the strong ones the ones you want broken, you can physically torture them no that's not the way the harder you beat a man the taller he stands, get in there head become there personal angel or demon...... Control them manipulate them Save or kill lead to death, good or bad..... there is no such thing all are just a matter of opinion. Am I sadistic hmmm maybe a little just a little nothing like seeing fight or some one in pain to get you in the mood for killing.

Its funny I am in a fleet commanding them unbreakable, unquestionable, unstoppable but now I am reduced to nothing Solitude in my ship... I can let my mind wander as I please as I like... as I wish but what keeps me back from snapping what drives me now..... Christina took what I fought for away with words.... make me think made me act made me change but in the end I kinda like it, tap lightly on the chair and hear every motion of it every sound echo that seem to even pass through me.Hmmm but I guess I am not alone.... no... no I still have Mira, Riley and Katherine hmmmm interesting I might get some others see if I can get them to come join the solitude the silence..... hmm would be funny to go take Galen yea.... that would be fun.

Hmmm interesting.... well I guess I'll need to change this to a night club [color=#000000]laughs Oh man this is great played with Galen..... impacting on his sanity...... was at his house too watching cartoons.... he was so confused about that.... got to kill some people, rogues of all people oh how fun that was first killing them in what way I saw fix, one of them is now looking permanently looking up now how he looked oh the pain on his face as I slowly moved my foot over him, but then it had to happen I had to think about what I was doing pretty sad really that was depressing taking control again going back to me the goodie to shoes but I guess its useful to act around people yea.... hell I even decided to play with a phantoms feelings, now I've got Galen on a date with Black Rosie.... Rosie.... hmmm she seems fine good in a way for a phantom but that's probably because I had her love what she wanted she wanted to play me so I turned her feelings on her oh man it was so easy she was easy to miss lead now shes trading a wolf for Galen ironic she never got the Sheep and Wolf thing..... shes a wolf Galen a sheep dog citizens sheep..... me, me I am something else something different, personality.... hmmm maybe I just need to put these on..... then I think, think a lot think of every thing about what I do to manipulate the people around me. Sighing as he looked out the window Well back to normality, to act normal again, changing my state of mind though I can say I am some times in the previous state of mind, I do not enjoy it but i let my self experience why I do not know, I mean I have what I need, my sister a way to protect her a home every thing what am I missing I mean sure I don't have a girl yet..... I've seen what Riley and Mira are like together loving caring, maybe I need some one like that but why would I no one.... no one understands me only Mira what we are 'Umbra Venator' that name might sound a bit dorky but I don't really know about it 'Shadow Hunter' maybe I just need to let it grow on me. who cares, time to get back to it to society .

"I need some ones help before I lose it completely can't… don't want to imagine what I'd do, what I could do and frankly I'd rather not find out, I need to keep control so I don't kill those I care about, I need maybe… Maybe I should hunt those who hunt us and want to harm her and wait for the perfect opportunity to end them.

Solitude doesn't fit any more, I can am not designed for peace no… I've been fighting for to long to adapt to that, maybe the name me and Mira decided to call ourselves, 'Umbra Venator' Shadow hunter that would be more appropriate name, yes and to strike back at the Order of Cincinnatus or what's left and those that stand between me and them and first on the list Victor Vanguard, my mentor the man who taught me everything or so I thought, he knew what I was he had to he never told me guess it would be logical to start with him and maybe take a few pirates never liked them maybe I can take my anger out on them when least that way I know I can end some suffering most of them are rapist murders and people the like killing so they will be a logical choice to 'play' with and bounty hunters nothing but hired guns, they cant change the past and I will make sure they share the same fates as the lawless and now that I have part of my memory back I remember the prison fights they captured me… and sold me like a slave to a bunch of low life corsairs, I need to find Serafina… She's special to me some how, I know she's an outcast but there is a feeling like Mira… Of Love, I must find her hunt her if I must.

He looked behind him as he always did always making sure he wasn't being followed as he acknowledged the guards still standing there he made his way to the sofa un-mounting his side arm and placing it on the table then quietly sitting down leaning back as he sank into his seat, switching on the TV, as he was flicking through news channels, he sighed as he heard something roll of the table and hit the ground, getting up he moved over to pick up the pen that had rolled off the table, quickly he snapped back up reaching for the gun that wasn't there he cursed. "Should have thought of that before I got here, how would the pen drop." A young man would now be sitting on the couch clicking through the channels mostly through music ones coming on a song 'Linkin Park Point of authority. "Coulda shoulda woulda but then again you weren't expecting to see me again were you?" Victor would move to the couch sitting beside him. "Cant say I expected you to come so soon was hoping you wouldn't." the young man would flick to another channel playing 'Drowning pool Rise up' "Hope leads to despair how long have you known about the project?" Victor's eyes twitch slightly, soon yelling as four sharp objects almost break the skin to his leg. "Don't like." He'd be breathing heavily as Chris took the sharp objects pressure off him rubbing his leg. "I was a Son of the guard you killed, his wife only found out she was pregnant." Chris glared at him. "So you were one of the original." He'd nod slightly. "But funny enough I don-." He'd cut off as four sharp objects cut his throat leaving big gashes. "Be with your father with your god." As the blood flowed from his body freely Chris begins to walk off, knocking down the guards free standing dead bodies. "Mundane."

He sat at a bar sitting there as he would at Toledo's lounge in the most isolated corner watching every one that came in and out, listening to his Media player watching how they walked how they moved hoe they carried there selves around the room. He liked watching and studying there movements, there was always a certain way some agents would walk how civilians would walk, if some one liked some one and although he didn't like Mundanes (humans) he found them useful in more ways then one, easy to talk to easy to 'befriend' easy to mislead, that's all he had been doing misleading the people around him, but there was one thing he could never achieve he couldn't manipulate them into this. Love, love was the one thing he was missing, although his sister loved him it was not the same as boyfriend and girlfriend, wife and husband. He envied his sister that she had found a man no less a mundane but this partially had earned his respect.

*The angel said I should have a cause, well I do I guess to protect my sister hat is a good one my soul purpose maybe I should have a secondary one maybe this thing called wolves, sheep and sheep dogs, Wolves hunt the sheep civilians I guess sheep try to keep everything in order and the Wolves I guess are killers, I am a killer maybe it would be good to hunt another wolf, a wolf taking out other wolves. Pirates they are like wolves but there are many forms Cardamine smugglers Slave…. Human organs there wolves' maybe I should be a terrorize of the wolves, A wolf that is a friend to the sheep dogs the lawful they keep…. Some keep people safe some are just other wolves the people of greed and power is just another form of a wolf and they will need to be made to pay the Civilian transports there is a difference form some one who trades to live and the others that live to trade for money and power.*

He smile to his self as he watched a business man walk into the room watching the way he wore it the way he walked this guy wasn't a wolf he was uncomfortable in it stiff worked to live not for power, just wanting to look presentable to pick up a date and try his hand at the thing called love.

“Facilis descensus averno, ‘The decent into hell is easy’ that was one of the truest things it is so easy for some one to go bad no matter how good they were all they needed was the little push to strain there tolerance of things, Mundane people my patience is thin with them but I tolerate them as they are useful from time to time, they have there uses at moments in time just like there loyalty to me helped me take this ship and some of them so loyal they risk death, I do not know why they think they can change my personality back to how I was before I found my sister or rather she found me, took her years of searching alone for me and here I am in this Osiris when she found me, fighting a species that have the right to be here more then the Mundanes maybe who knows. How I got this ship basically all alone was easy I used the trust of others used them like they would use me, I knew the crew were Loyal to the Order and not me Jim intercepted a transmission for them to do as I say and play along because I was important to them there little pet project so I gave them what they wanted made them think I am still that shining white knight until there use came to a end. I got them to help make the ship almost fully automated only needing a minimal crew of one hundred to replace things and the androids that were being constructed as special droids that were going to be developed for missions to dangerous for humans yea right with the programming and Jim controlling them they will be able to meet the need for the use of the few crews and I have complete control over Jim and that will never change some of the last androids are being made and once they are complete this can be fully operational battle ready if needed but I am not going for senseless killing or showing my power no… that’s not the smart way, Umbra Venator the Shadow hunter will just be a ghost ship to most unless I want them to see front up assaults is brainless, taking them by surprise is what is needed and for that the Solitude and my fighter that would be the best just the Umbra Venator would be used for battles that the cant be taken down by the Solitude or the Nephthys.

Getting the crew to leave was easy just say you want to do a drill run with minimal crews to check the effectiveness then you forcefully get to leave when I sent that message only about two hundred and fifty remained and they were easy to get to leave all you had to do was give them a little push if they didn’t go such as shooting there arm or in the leg there weapons disabled by the electronic safety feature installed by Jim after that it was just as simple as throwing them in the pods and ejecting them for both the Resheph and the Osiris due to the fact the Resheph was left still in space with out any crew which Jim was already controlling mostly due to the fact it was long range so less the crew the longer it could go out being able to keep the food and water supplies for longer. So with the ships set and when the planning went off with not much of a hitch only having to shoot….. and only kill one the two ships are now hidden in omega 49 away from patrols and any living soul having stealth equipment and everything I could possibly use to hid it until it was all complete and ready to rise and do my bidding. No one will be able to hold me back, no more games of the diplomatic who ha nothing holding me back from taking down those that disserves to die painfully slowly.”

[color=#ffcc00]"Its a strange thing that it can come along when you least expect it when your not even ready for it and when it does you seem to just act on it and now I am in a relationship with a woman I never thought.... who would have rather killed me not seven days ago. how things change so fast I'll never know. a mundanes world can be flipped upside down in a matter of seconds it seems, shes even try and make it so the people of liberty no longer view me as a criminal or a threat to liberty.

"But I don't know If I am or not.... I mean I am no longer taking any other peoples crap any more, I no longer care for Mundane affairs where they fight the Phantoms.... or the Nomads or anything for that matter and well expect for maybe Mundane terrorists like Mon'star he kills for no reason other then pleasure.... Least even the Phantoms and Nomads have reason.... I have a reason, If I don't they just haunt me and the more I am haunted the further I lose my grip on my self and I don't want to slip I never want to slip

I met.... Christina at the Zoner base in Pennsylvania and we talked for a bit, just about how things has changed how things have become even more complicated of late and what I learned of my past and ever since the brain scan, I showed her the Gift, burden.... my curse and things ended in a usual way all I can think of is now what to do next, I can feel my self changing becoming more sadistic more violence prone but I'll be able to keep control of it maybe I need to go hunt more of those people who made me like this who knew and didn't tell me..... One done.... a whole lot more to go."

Christina Robinson

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