In a remote motel room in Manhattan the window of a room is besieged by the sunlight. It is 9:13 AM. A guy, previously known as Iceman wakes up. His mind is assaulted by a headache as he wakes up. The first thought in his mind is: "Wha...".
Not remembering anything he gets out of the bed and goes at the window, looking outside at the ships roaming about nearby. Still his mind can barely understand anything. He falls back on the bed... thinking... trying to remember... anything. He checks himself and finds a wallet. The wallet surprisingly had 20.000 sirian credits in it, but no ID. The man in cause gets out of the room, arriving at the motel's cafe.
He awaits for the waitress to arrive and then orders a couple of eggs and bacon. While he was waiting his mind got suddenly bombarded by a flashback:
<Men in military uniform, with guns, runnig fast towards a gate. Lasers shooting from behind. A voice shouting watch out>
Aaagh! he groans. The food finaly arrives, and he begins to eat. After five minutes another faint flashback:
<A Battleship assaulted by dozens of small fighter, lots of screams and static, minor explosions>
A powerfull pain starts in his head. He leaves, going back to his room.
Spending some hours there, lots of images of him in a spaceship come to his head. After a few minutes he realises that he was a very skilled pilot... but nothing more really. He decides to buy a ship and freelance until he can remember more about his past.
[To be continued]
People have the right to be stupid but some people abuse their rights
I don't suffer from crazynes, I enjoy it every moment.
Artifical intelligence does not compare with natural stupidity.
Nobody's perfect, i am nobody.
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