this is the story of how i went from a civilian in a starflier to a member of the order elite, black squadron.
i started off as a ship engeneer for the liberty navy. the navy were short of jobs at this time since it was just after the factions showed hostilities to eachother. i was 16 at the time. it was my job to build as many new ships as possible. i had a great part in the avenger project.
eventually i built a small ship known as a starflier. this is where i saw what space is like. violent, beautiful and unfair. the first thing i saw when i launched from manhatten was an innocent trader killed by rouges. after that i wanted to fight them, so i signed up with the bounty hunters guild.turned out they were even more unfair. they ordered me to engage civilian ships since they were carrying cargo that they needed. when i refused they fire on me. i managed to survive, just. they managed to hit my navigational systems so i had no idea where i was going. eventually a found a white planet, i decided to dock with it and see if i could get repairs. its there where i met vice admiral SwissScorch who offered me a job with the order elite, black squadron. i took the job knowing that i would end up fighting my old faction. but i did not care. it seems that these people known as "the order" are alot nicer then lawful people. despite the fact we saved them many years ago. they still want our blood.
i have had many great battles with the order. the nomads seem to keep on coming. it is a great struggle between man and alien. man always repairing and aliens that keep on coming. it have been a tough thew weeks in the order. been shot down once, been in battle 5 times. i have had many injouries too. my leg had been destroyed in an incodent with the bounty hunter guild. but today i went on a wepons erand for Sius Malacos. he required many wepons for the great struggle against the nomads. i was ordered to omicron gamma, home of the mighty corsairs. believe it or not they are quite nice people. friendly to eachother. i was picking up the wepons when i spotted the bar...i thourght why not so i went in. it seemed on of the most friendly places i had been on my travels. i got a bit stuck in it though. they were so talktive and friendly that i barly left that bar for a week. by the time i did leave it....i was on the orders' missing pilots list. i was told to go to minor and report to Suis about what had happened. i was grounded on toledo for a month. but i have met a girl in this month. i am hoping that this is the one of my life....
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