"A Dream Unrealized"

[Hemlocke]

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Onyx stared down into the comm, she'd had a lot of time to think lately. What with the lack of nomad activity in the area and Melissa's absence. So many loose ends just dropped on the dime. The other members of Velvet would've noticed her long absence as well from the bar she was close to always in, she had a drinking problem. Onyx sat on a crate, watching the armored transport she had hired load her fighter and other possessions, she'd fly with the convoy to her new destination within the hour. The fighting gets tiring after awhile, rhyme, rhythm, reason, all out of whack. Why did they fight an army without number or equal. For what purpose. It didn't protect anything, the nomads could swarm the Omicrons with their full might tomorrow and everything would fall. She took a drag of the cigarette pressed to her lips and sighed heavily. Wondering why Grey and Opal hadn't shown yet to find her in the hanger. With humans hellbent on murdering each other at every chance they get over something as simple as greed, she didn't want to lay her life on the line anymore. Her revenge against the nomads was futile. Most of the nomads responsible for the great war were sucked away in a hyper gate by Edison Trent, She'd never find the particular morphs responsible for her family's death even if she searched for the rest of her life. The thing so many had died defending and what Velvet currently faught for was a dream of a future free from nomads. A pipe dream at best. With the nomads gone, the remaining wild would be eradicated, and the two major factions of middle Omicron would return to the same old sh*t they'd always done. Take each other's lives on hatred and nothing more. It was an absolutely endless cycle. A pointless fight, and Onyx no longer had the motivation to keep on fighting for something that would never be realized. Her resignation papers lay on Melissa's desk. She'd fine them eventually whenever the hell she came back. A bitter and grim look crossed her face as she thought about Melissa and Velvet.

"The pipe dream was good while it lasted...."

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