Confession

[Madvillain]

"I was thrown in the back of a Correo freighter, caged up, my arms and legs chained, and I felt the artificial gravity field of the Fes fainting, signaling I was, for all I knew on my final journey. I dosed off tired from the hours of torture, the pain it inflicted, my mind still ringing with de Santi's repetitive questions during interrogation. And then my mind drifted off to those who always seemed to care about me. Alberto Rodriguez, Trueno Benitez, Valeria Benitez, Jeronimo González. All the other people I grew up with... The “Spartan hope” of the Empire.

A large shockwave woke me up. The convoy was clearly under attack. I closed my eyes since there was nothing I could do. I expected a Hessian missile would end my pain soon enough. Instead the lights went off, the engines made a loud noise and died down. An EMP hit us, it is some sort of projectile that fries up the electrical systems Pachamama, erh.. complicated matter for one not familiar with interstellar warfare. There was a loud bang, then for a moment pure silence. I then heard the panicky voices of the crew as they scrambled, weapons in hand towards the airlock.
It blew open with a loud and bright explosion, I could not see much but could hear a firefight going on. As my eyes cleared, dazed and confused I saw a pile of bodies in front of the airlock.
It was the crew of the Correo, all dead. Then Silver walked out of the airlock, flanked by Sangria and... and Peaches. They risked their lives to free me, they di-"

Pachamama knocked her hand against the thin wooden roster, interrupting Eliza for the third time.
"Why do you speak lies Eliza, do you really think I would believe this tall tale, Santa Muerte herself freeing you from imprisonment?"

Eliza remained calm.
"It is exactly what happened Pachamama, every single word of it is true. They released me from my cage and released me from my father. It was Peaches that payed his own company to bust me out, from his own pockets. Silver promised me a good pay if I'd work for her but did not force me into anything, neither did Peaches. It was the first time I made a choice out of own will, a real choice. And I chose to become one of them." Pachamama sighed deeply and mumbled "Dios mio..." in a tone that could only be described as a mix between angry and terrified.

"My choice did not come without consequences. The Brotherhood hunted me down relentlessly, especially de Santi. He never got me, but he got Peaches. During a fight we got separated, and de Santi took him out. He did not kill him outright, but left him in his ship, drifting through space as a way to draw me out. My first impulse was to go for him, even though I could not save him. Silver talked me out of it, I knew she was right, that I should not have given them the satisfaction to kill me right there alongside him. It is a decision that weighs on my mind until this day Pachamama.
I worked for the Reavers for a few more years, then settled down here in Gran Canaria, under a false name, in a Zoner colony. My vengeful feelings never settled down though,
it is a fire that burns inside me, over all these years it consumes me from within"