prologue
As the people celebrated 300 years since the defeat of the "great"
Allience, Don Fernado sat in his office, thinking... dreaming...
"ALERT!
ALERT!", the speaker on the wall screamed out a high pitch.
"What the fuck?",
Fernado shouted into his microphone on the desk.
"Sir! Their here... their
comi-ahhhhhhhh!!!!!", the voice on the speaker talied off with a loud bang that gave Fernado
a shudder.
Could it be.... Have They returned.... Well whatever it is, we
gotta pray and hope for a safe escape.
Chapter 1
Hmmmmmmm, cyber choc, Midius
Clarkus thought as he walked into Benzo and Jerryz ice cream shop.
"Hello
sir! What would you like today?", the clerk asked merrily.
"Russian swirl
please", Clarkus said back, never taking his glaze off the clerk.
"Thank you
sir, come again soon"
"Whatever", he mumbled.
He walked up to his ship, a
crappy kiev starshooter. WHACK! He kicked it hard... His lucky 8 sided dice shattered on the
control panal.
"AH SHIT!", he shouted as he kicked it again. To add insult
to injury, his ice cream flew out of his hand and hit the peashooter, (seriously, it only
shot peas).
"I need a drink", he murmered quietly...
