Avenging Angels / 2AS

Son, don’t take your guns to town …

The world can sometimes be a rough place to be … space is rougher … always … everytime … non forgiving, cruel and deadly.

I made my first small steps out into the endless black … got a little ship with some guns on it and was ready for anything out there. I was an ace, a real hotshot pilot. Did my liftoff and rushed straight to a comm array to help the lokal security fend of the pirates there. Boosting towards the fight I saw one of the security ships blasting, just thinking … man, if you’re unable to handle this, why are you in here.

Well, I don’t know how I made it out of my crippled ship before the explosion nor how I managed to eva to the array to hide in there. I just remember finding myself looking out of the array entrance seeing a deep black endless ocean with those cruel and cold sparkling stars .. feeling like a little lost kid … stumbling … unsure … filled with fear.

Only thing I could do was sending a comm for help … gazing at the cold flicker of the stars … thinking of those security guys doing their best but didn’t made it … and out of the sudden one of these cold lights was moving, getting bigger and brighter transforming to one of those great souls out here in his ship coming to bring me home.

THANKS!

That was the trigger for establishing the Avenging Angels …