A lone Blood Dragon floats through Liberty space. It is Chris Edgecomb of the the NovaPG. "Hmm, back to where it all started. Here, where I met my friend Lord Asano and started a business, only to have it ripped away by the corrupt governments. My family is still here on Manhattan. I only hope my two children understand what I am about to do. At least they already understand why I am who I am."
Chris flies out in front of Planet Manhattan, staring it down as patrols are doing all they can to destroy him. "This is it, without my leader, I have no honor in living. Maybe my children will see my actions today and take up the cause, or perhaps not, either way my continuance in living will only destroy their lives."
Chris engages his cruise engines and heads straight for the planet. "FOR HONOR." A small poof on the atmosphere of the planet is all that signifies his passing.
Chris is survived by two children, Blake and Abbey.
The news of Chris's death reaches Blake and Abbey within minutes. A Liberty official accompanied by two guards delivers them the news. "We did not recover his remains, they burned up. Now, we understand your relationship with your father and we would like to take you back to base for some minor questioning, guards."
"NO! You won't touch me or my sister." Blake pulls out knife and lunges at the guards slicing quickly at key points. They both fall to the ground, blood spurting everywhere. "What do you think your doing," the official said as he pulled out his firearm. "Blake! Look out!" Abbey kicks the weapon out of his hand and an enraged Blake sets the knife deep in the official's forehead. "We have to split up now sis, If they catch one of us they cannot have the other. I've already spoken to someone on Malta and will be heading there. I suggest you try and lay low or maybe try to get in contact with the Blood Dragons and find out what has gone wrong over there. I'll keep in touch sis."
They run in separate directions tracking the blood of their victims into the darkness.
Abbey Edgecomb arrives on Kyoto. She steps off the shuttle and realizes that she is very far from her home in New York.
A man walks up to her, "You have been expected, my dear Abbey."
"What? Why?"
"Your father was foolish to do what he did, though I know he respected John greatly he did not need to be so rash in thinking the NovaPG would fall apart. But he was there when our former leader was exiled and I'm sure it pained him greatly. Nevertheless, I shall not pain you with your fathers misgivings. He told us of your great skill and has been preparing for your arrival with us."
"My skill? I think I am average at best."
"Hmm, we will see either way you are obligated to fulfilling what your father started here. Your skills greatly out pace that of your brother and thus we sent him to be with the Outcasts. Come, follow me, your father's remaining ships and your new blood dragon await you."
Incoming Transmission...
Target ID: Blake Edgecomb, Palermo Base
Comm ID: Abbey Edgecomb, Mito Shipyards
Brother, services for our father will be held in New York next week. We will allow his precious belongings to follow him in to the atmosphere of Planet Manhattan. I will be taking his gunboat, the Kengo.Edgecomb, and I hope you will be there with me.
