Mike looked in the mirror; he had just finished all the trials necessary to become a mech-warrior of the snake clan, (They are also called the "Coiled vipers" after the Terran pit viper.)
"You finally made it out alive." Mike soon realized he was talking to himself and then left to take a shower and freshen up before going to his assigned room.
Corbett woke up, he hated the inner-sphere, and the Eridani light horse most of all. Being picked up by the Wolf clan did save him, but he never got a chance to get revenge. He splashed water on his face and went to get his breakfast.
Dominic Paine was well rewarded for his campaign and was now doing well in the Steiner coliseum, he had won the grand championship three times and was soon to retire the solaris life and go to see if he could be rehired for any wars or jobs that the Eridani might have for him. Tranquil was very good for him, but solaris just wasn't his life, he wanted uneven odds against the clans once again.
Mike looked at his room; they all looked the same, except for the room number. "How am going to know which one is mine?" Mike complained
"By looking at your room number?" A trainee walked past and laughed at the mech-warriors ignorance. This of course didn't lighten Mike's mood but made it worse, besides, breakfast was terrible. Just mush and orange colored water, but he soon found out that that was what was made regularly. He knew that he was not needed that day and pulled out a book from the shelf without looking, the books and shelf had all been given to him as an award for the best rating in the test in his class, the trainer sometimes would do that just because he wasn't training some incompetent wet-nose or someone who doesn't know which buttons control the NAV. He was happy that time and was overjoyed to have Mike as a trainee.
"Concerning Hobbits"
Mike read this, and then realized he was reading an old terran book, "How ever did I get this in there?" but he didn't care how he got it, he loved the "Lord of the rings" trilogy and the Hobbit. He was so engrossed in it that he missed dinner was stayed late into the night and was fast asleep on his bed.
Disclaimer: I don't own mechwarrior, but I do own Mike and the Coiled vipers. And also the mech I am altering, the Cobra.
This is the new prologue, and the start of rewriting the "snake clan"