A young order marine enter captain room, he's reporting to captain.
-Corporal Sean Mclean reporting to duty sir!
-Sit here Sean. I have a special task for you. Call me Michal.
-Do you have any task for me?
-Yes, but it is some different than you thinking. I heard you are writer. I need someone to type my story.
-When we do start?
-Tomorrow.
-Ok, sir.
-You can go now.
Next day: OCV Sajuuk.
-Greetings Sean. You are ready?
-Yes Michal. We can start
-Ok. I will tell you my story now.
Chapter I: Prologue
I'm direct descendant of Slavic people who have been able to get onboard of The Hispania sleeper ship. After all those of years I remember where I come from. Ancient europe is past, but it was motherland of my people. My space adventure began when I joined Corsair academy. After weeks of navigation, learning and hours of flight I was assigned for my first important mission. Escorting survey vessel to some planet in deep's of Omega's. "Mission is easy ensign, don't worry" they told me. But nothing goes like in plan. When we arrive to our target we just came in Wild's ambush. Those who don't get killed were taken as prisoners and infected later if something not happen. On station our captain stole weapon from Wild soldier and start to fight. He order us to took one of vessels and get out of here. Unfortunally only I was able to get old Rheinland design vessel into space. Rest is propably dead. Due to my skills I managed to survive Wild space. Due to my navigation lessons I was able to get into Zoner freeport 1. I don't come back to Corsairs. Now I was free to visit places where normal Corsair will get arrested by lawfull forces. I start freelancer carreer. My ship and free space. I was hunting down Rogues, Mollys, Outcast etc. This ends when on Java station I met a Order recruitment officer. He was far away from his house but due to not-bad diplomatic relationship with Colonial Remnant he was able to stayed here for some time. I joined them...
Chapter II: Order
Smuggler ship belongs to Order transport me and some other recruits to Omicron Minor, planet Toledo. Shortly after initation Liberty Navy entered the area... enemy capital ship blocked the Alaska jump hole and make threat for our pilots. I joined small group of Order, unfortunatelly most of us was on the far-away patrols. But we did it. Capital ship fall back to Alaska. My first action. Weeks of patrolling, fighting and capturing nomads I got special task. Sneak through space to station Reunion, make a reconaissance run and come back with intel. On the site I joined one of Gallian pirate. He told me about situation here. Revolution took many people but king royal forces and revolutionary council partisans still fights. I took maps of Gallia and decided to visit the second minefield. This exit was guarded by royal forces but I run through, evade mines and jump to another system. Before I was able to know my neural net told me I'm Outcast territory, Omicron-80... There was no come back. I decide to sneak and fly through Omicron Alpha. Multiple outcast patrols don't stop me. Hopefully I get to Omicron Eta without firing a shot. When I finnaly arrived at Toledo I enjoy my routine missions.
-Sir!
A black uniformed technician, like other Order uniforms appeared.
-Yes?
-We managed to upload data from Sajuuk wreckage
-Good, Omicron should thank you himself but he is on mission and due to that ionic storms he will not able to back soon. If you will able to find any other data send it to his neural net.
-Yes sir.
-Dismis.
Officer Scott took a hologram disc. He started upload data to neural net
-Nomads... In that atack we lost a battleship... And one of our got infected - Nathanial Valentine...
**Uploading data** OCV-Sajuuk
Chapter III: Preservers.
We should continue my story. Some day they proposed me job in the TOP wing. I took it but due to some misunderstanding I leaved them. This same day I met a Jeremy Hunter, he act like he was some important person or something. But I was feeling, feeling I should go with him on a recon mission. I, Hunter and indie under codename "Wizard" link up with Kell Tainer, commander of OCV Neith. It was easy, but unusual was fact, that LSF cruisers let us pass to New York, like they were on our side. Tainer leaved us and moved to deep space of Alaska for his own task. We got still a contact but I don't knew much. Now this data is restricted but maybe you will able to join us, McLean. I, Hunter and Tainer formed a new group, the Preservers. Our target is simple and hard - protect the humanity, preserve every situation when alien technology could be taked by persons who shouldn't have this force. That's how we are comming to actual history, but I don't finished yet. We got contacts in the most exotic sides of known space - Nearby Liberty to far-away Gallia. When I disguided the LSF forces I didn't thinking about Rheinland-Liberty war. I was focused on our target. Sometimes I was defending New York from a direct threat of Rheinland fleet, only if it was neccesary...