The fact is that it makes many years the ship of contraband of my mother was crossed the titan of my father, as both towns are enemy got involved in a combat. But the destiny wanted that it appeared a game of Bounty Hunter.
If something are common for the Oucats and the Corsairs, is its hatred to the Bounty Hunter, so leaving of side its dispute they united forces against its common enemy. They ended them and they were against in front, chatting long short while. That one day was going to be special for them, were together to the nearest Freeport, where they made repairs and they spent days together. After that one they would not return to never see itself more.
My mother was pregnant and she did not want to abort. It either did not mean who was the father, but the DNA tests did that me when being born, did not throw any doubt and deduced that I was daughter of a corsair. One of the worse crimes of those than to a Oucats can be accused to him. My mother was reduced to the condition of slave, to work of sun at sun in the plantations of Cardamine in Malta and I sold like slave a very important Mr. of Mahhattan.
Surplus all commentary of how it was my life. I will only say that my unique obsession was to save of, something that I obtained to the 16 years old, in a trip with the particular CSV of my " master ". I killed it I threw, it to the space and I put the autopilot in on.
They gathered the Junkers to me in the middle of the space, tried to me well, they taught many things to me and of step they remained with the ship. The case is that I was working with them in the reciclators of metals and learning things on Sirius. I included that the Oucats was enslaved of their Cardamine, that could not live without her, whom its gens were adapted to its presence.
And also because of very young " had visited that one; hospital" in Mahhattan, where it suffered horrible pains. They experimented with me to see if it were possible to free to me of the dependency of Cardamine, since I was born in Malta. Well, I believe that the corsairs gens gained the game.
Working with the Junkers I knew the Zoner. One of them after testing to me, contracted to me so that it helped him in his trips of commerce. Thus I learned to pilot, it went of copilots and position left to lengths short whiles me the controls.
My greater desire was to release mother, to whom as soon as it knew, or to know of my father. It was like a nailed obsession at heart of my being. Both towns were in war from towards long time. It did not understand because they did not take well if both spoke the same language.
I was destined to Freeport 9, towards trips until the Freeport de Omega 41, where I saw a corsair for the first time. Soon I understood because people simultaneously speak of them with respect and fear. That one corsair, seated in the bar, took small portions from his drink with a dignity that never have contemplated in no other pilot. The Bounty that was in another table threw to him cautious of I avoid. But the corsair not perturbed.
Desire to meet father, appeared immediately and every day was stronger. A day I took my small freighter and I approached Base Leon. It took a small shipment of " food rations" reason why I was very well welcomed. In the bar, I saw an old corsair, impossible to calculate its age, all plenty of scars and prothesis but smiled to me and its smile was good natured and magnetic simultaneously. Many trips I did with small shipments of Freeport 9 to Leon Base, once in a great convoy with 5 great Trains we even arrived at Crete, was a emergency, the Zoners with its good relations with the Corsairs went to urgent the food request call.
In one of the trips to Leon Base, I was invited to the celebration that was celebrated there. The case is that they took to me in rises and they named Miss me of the Celebration. Always there am thought that was because she was the unique girl in that base, there only was " gentelmen" , so I remained with " alias" Miss, here. Miss there in aim.
But the destiny worked, I took to the old corsair like " adoptive father" , since he had that necessity. He was thankful for my company and he told many things me. Even of the old Hispania, and the Hispania House, and of the hatred with the Oucats, and of the HAF The HAF one devises, a ideal, a dream .....
A dream made reality, the HAF returned and the old corsair gave his old Titan to me, and he presented/displayed the head of the HAF, and I enlisted myself.
They asked to me. name.? and without to doubt it, like in old units of Legion of distant Earth, where each recruit gave the one that seemed to him and thus it disappeared of the rest of the society, I responded my name is Miss and all friendly call Miss to me.
My dream is to see free the Oucats of they govern which them and they use and to see as Corsairs and Oucats are united again to return to create HISPANIA. And I will fight with who makes lack to secure that objective.