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Myrddraal
Gallente
Texas Syndicate
Posted - 2003.10.10 14:57:00 - [1]
 

Edited by: Myrddraal on 10/10/2003 14:58:02
The cold metal floor shook beneath his head. As the boy awoke and realized that the soft sheets and the smell of his mother cooking for him was merely a dream. All that filled his head now was the sound of the alarm reverberating around the hull of the ship. As he hunkered in the shadows avoiding being seen by the crew of the ship he was amazed at the professional demeanor of the crew, The Captain walked by dictating his battle plans to the rest of the bridge crew. The ship shook once again and then there was an intense screech as the armor repairer kicked on, the young boy knew this sound by now having spent his time as a stow away on the ship for a majority of the war that had been blazing for 4 years now. The casualty count was blazing over the loud speaker, the usual calm computer generated voice; "Scorpion Down, The Frontal assault frigate brigade has been destroyed, ...," this was the largest loss the fleet had encountered since after the first 2 years of the war, "Blackbird squadron has made a suicide run taking out 2 Apocalypses and a Raven though suffering total lose (the voice faded out)." The screech of the armor repairer flipped off though it was clear the armor was still being breached. The boy felt scared and alone in the dark corridor with only the sound of incoming missiles striking the hull keeping him company. The corridor shone with light in an instant this orange light was foreign to the boy but the heat that accompanied it was very familiar, the ship had caught fire. The boy rushed to the one place that he felt he would be safe in, he rushed to the cargo hold and sowed away once more in the container that had first brought him to this ship. The container was small not like he remembered it when his parents tucked him away for safe keeping during the invasion of their home station; they did this not knowing what the future would bring for their one and only child.

He was cold, a feeling he remembered from having been towed through space to be loaded into the cargo of the Dominix that was now only a memory. It had to have been a few hours but the battle was still persisting. Then silence. The sound of the debris hitting the can was no longer keeping him awake and so he drifted... out of sight... out of mind.

“How long have I been asleep…where am I….am I safe?” the boy wondered as he felt his surroundings in this dark room. The sheets were warm and the pillow soft, the boy awoke and was surprisingly uncomfortable; he had been sleeping on the cold floor for the last 3 and a half of his 10 years, this comfort felt foreign to him now. He was restrained, his feet and hands bound and even his head was strapped down. The brace around his neck made him feel as though without it he would not be able to move. He adjusted to his surroundings and was once again still. It was only then that he found himself accompanied by three women wearing medical masks. The nurses were chatting in amazement though the boy did not understand the language in which they spoke. The voices were calming. He drifted in and out of consciousness for the next few days.

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Eight years past and the boy had, by this time, learned the ways of these mysterious outlanders that had so kindly taken him in. He had had 15 surgeries by this time of his life. It was the way of the people that took him. He now had the standard eyes of this Gallente/Jovian bred race though he could not see in the standard fashion; an added radar type sense came with his new eyes making him see thousands of times better. The ship had neither lights nor any type of electrical devices that could help a stranger find their way. His skin and hair had also grown pale without light. He had become a part of these people, who consider to be bred from the shadow. This ship of originally Jovian Scientists had abducted a ship of Gallente pirate’s ages ago and mutilated them to gain knowledge of the race and improve genetically. The boy had been the first opportunity for the Jovians to improve a being using Jovian genes in a Gallente palate, and it was very successful.

"Frolock Mince", or blessed son, in their twisted language derived from centuries of studies and isolation, called the Doctor for today’s surgery for it was what the Jovians declared the boys 18th birthday and this would be the last of his surgeries, completing the transformation. He would be given the memory of all those on record for all of history. All the strategy plans for battle and the key to successful mining or simply the practice of manners, 9 millennia worth of knowledge and history would be granted to the boy. After the surgery the Shadow would grant him a name decided on by the oldest of the council.

The boy awoke but he was no longer a boy, he was Myrddraal, lord of the shadow.

Myrddraal
Gallente
Texas Syndicate
Posted - 2003.10.10 14:57:00 - [2]
 

The entire Shabev, community, was gathered to send him off. Myrddraal approached his new destiny, he would become among one of the first to leave the ship, after 3 years of persuading the council he could make it away from the Gollic, ship. The dock door slid open and there with him were his brethren, he had never known there were ships similar to the one he had been living on. The difference was that these other ships had developed qualities of other races for they had docked in a foreign station, merely a shadow to the untrained eye, and with them they found 3 other ships and with them mixes of all the other races. These brothers spent the following months together veiled in shadow and got to know and trust each other without question. The ships were prepared and these brothers set off to leave a mark in the universe of strangers.

And so the age of the Shadow Warriors begins.

Myrddraal
Gallente
Texas Syndicate
Posted - 2003.10.10 14:59:00 - [3]
 

I have posted my story here due to a readers request. I hope you all enjoy.


 

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