Cutlass Crew

For as long as I can remember, I have been on this forsaken planet. I don’t know how I got here, but it has been the only home I have ever known. The rain is making it difficult for me to keep my focus tonight. Off in the distance I can see my companion, the only person on this planet I would call friend. That girl is going to get her self killed one day. She leads a group of rebels against the major corporations on this world, the ones that poison the planet for there own profits. I share the same views, but there is so much more that can be done. In front of me is the Mal-Factor Corp., one of the worst companies on this planet. That is obviously her objective tonight. Me, I’m going to cruise the city one last time, for tomorrow I finally leave this planet, and start my adventures in the Red Badge. My ticket off this planet. At least I will get to spend my last night with Shala later, after she reeks a little havoc at Mal-Factor tonight. I will miss her when I leave, but I have to get off this world and try and make a difference out there. I will return for her one day, but until then I wish her well.

Morning comes, too soon if you ask me. Shouldn’t have tried to out drink a Vendurian last night. At least Shala made it home safe, I’ll let her sleep awhile longer. Nothing ever changes here. Streets are still filled with the homeless and the rain never stops. I have a couple of hours till my shuttle leaves. With a kiss to the check, I leave her. As I walk out, I turn my head and whisper “I promise, I will come back for you. Be safe my love.” Walking out the door, the foul stench of the streets is hard to swallow at first, but as I walk through the neighborhood, in which I have called my home for so long. It is easy to remember why I must leave. In order to put an end to the suffering I have witnessed at first hand. I must do something on a greater scale. The small raids, which cause some problems for the local corps, aren’t making much of a difference nowadays. I’m hoping by joining the Red Badge, I can find a way to fight the corporations. Finally I make my way to the station. Since I have no belongings, getting on board the shuttle was easy. As I sit by the window staring at the streets below, I see a glare off in the distance. After a couple of seconds, I realize that it is Shala. No words need to be said to what is going through both of our minds, and as I blast off I just stare. Slowly the glare gets fainter and then is gone. I’m on my way, and I pray that I made the right choice.