When i was 18 months old I was aboard a trading vessel with my two parents. They were encountered by pirates The pirates quickly began shooting at the our vessel engulfing it in flames. My parents were killed and i was rushed into a hospital. I spent 5 years there from the day of the explosion i suffered severe Nerve-System damage and It gave me horrible twitching problems
As i grew older and stronger, Five more years of expansive medical treatment. The Doctors let me walk around people stared at me as i twitched every few seconds. That day as i was returning to the hospital a man jumped out of an alleyway and grabbed me. He ran toward his ship with me on his back and threw me into the cells of his ship.
I spent about three days in the cells of the vessel until a man came back and told me to get to work. I was assigned kitchen duties. Knowing these men were dangerous i did what i was asked without question. As the years went on i developed a Father-Son like connection to the chef. We traveled the entire sirius sector in search of fame and fortune but soon the captain died and the crew disbanded. Again i was alone.
Now at age 16 i decided i needed a ship of my own i enrolled into flight school and quickly mastered it.
I began to work at a ship repair station until i could afford my own ship. It took me 8 years but I managed to pull it off.
Now age 24 I began searching for something to do in the sector. Nothing i did fulfilled my true potential. A Offficer, Trader, Freelancer All these things left me with a gaping hole telling me "You could do so much more"
At age 25 I am now here in Venator Private Security. I am not sure if i am worthy to fly upon the ranks of all the great pilots. They are much more skilled than I. But i will do the best i can
*Salutes*
Farewell for now,
Jacen.Bloode
**Transmission ended*