A Hacker, shooter, pilot, genius, and a technology expert. That was what we were, and that was our skills. We were recruited for one mission, a one way mission. We were recruited for a one way trip into our tombs and into our death. Even then as I looked towards my goal, my heart still ached...ached for my lost one. As all five of us stood on the edge of the ramp staring up towards the huge chuck of metal that we had to stop from reaching it's destination, we looked at one another and nodded. Splitting up towards different entrances, we could not be seen together until the opprutune moment.
Who are we?
We're the ones who stopped the Hispania from reaching it's destination.
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As I stood at the bottom of the sleeper ship...I knew what my mission was. I saw the hordes of endless people, abandoning all hope, escaping their homes, escaping what they cared about most. They were truely wishing, praying...hoping...for a new life, far from the war of the Coalition and Alliance...but they wouldn't make it to their new home. That was our job...
...our job to kill them.
All I could see as they marched up the ramp was dead people, stumbling into their graves. I held on to the last momento of my previous life...a small locket latched around my neck until the day I would die...that day would be in a few thousand years...that day would seem like a few hours from now. Far from the war of the Alliance and their foolish cause. Far from my old employers...far from the Coalition. I started up the ramp towards my goal...towards my impending doom.
Towards my future.
You fear oblivion. Yet you forget. The universe remembers every atom of your being. Even dust hums your name in the dark.
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