In a galaxy far, far away, there lived a man by the name of Dosea Wajump. Although he lived on Dantooine, a planet plagued with attacks from a nearby colony planet, he felt as though he was living in a fantasy hologram that he always watched as a child. A beautiful wife, a perfect son, he couldn't have been happier. Sure they were under constant threat of attack, but they stuck together and tried to make the best of everything. What more could he want out of life?

Beginning with how he arrived at this point in his life, he gave up. He was a failure and fraud. His first born son was dead from a colony attack and his wife had left him. Leaving him with nothing but his ship, his trusty two weapons and nothing to lose.

So he set out on his new life. In search for who he was exactly and what his new purpose could be in life. He started taking odd jobs for people to fill this empty void in himself. Trying to justify in anyway the death of his son. He loved him more than anything. And with his son now blown away somewhere deep in space per ritual of his home planet, he needed to find a new life with these odd jobs.

Some legal, some not, it didn't matter as long as it was hurting the people that caused him all this pain and suffering. The jobs ranged from recon wetwork to getting items from point A to B. It was always simple. Find the man in the bar that looked the most questionable and ask if I could offer a service.

It was all getting a bit routine, until he came across a job that got too hairy. He was in way too deep and his team was relying on him. This team ended up all dead. Along with the loss of Doseas' leg. It was a miracle that the employer was able to find it after the fighting was all said and done. Now with an even better look on life he took to finding a new purpose. Even with his dirty and hurt past Dosea wanted to make a new life.

But he received a call.

This call lead to one more job that had to be done. It was a winner takes all kind of job. This employer whom met him through an agent wanted a person found and delivered to him. It was paying well and with the money, he could turn his life around. But he had a bad feeling about this job. Something just didn't seem right.

Money talks, so he took the job. Not looking forward to the job, they offered him more than he thought. His leg that had since been replaced by a robotic one hurt almost all the time. They had a solution and something of an upgrade to it. They completely built rebuilt his leg and gave him a new ship. His leg was the important part of it though. It was now modular. So he can now give it different attachments. Some he will just have to find in the universe he guessed.

But for now, with his new and improved leg, Dosea went out to find this person. This Kit Angio, and bring him or her back.

So starting his journey, he starts to think back on his life. What has happened. His son's death, his wife leaving him, the fights, his leg…this mission just seemed too simple. But as he started the warp drive and felt the artificial gravity take hold of him to stabilize the insides of the ship and him, he let his mind go. Knowing that it would be some time till he makes it to his queried destination, he decided to let his eyelids fall. He needed some rest for what is to come…

As he gets close to his destination, he awakes to his alarm. Flying out of his bunk, he runs to the bridge, finding that his ship has almost arrived.

He preps for warp space exit. He grabs his gear knowing this will be a long search. And just in the final moments of his pre-drop check he finds some strange anomalies on the scanner. But there is no way what he is seeing is true. So he ignores it saying "fuckin thing, these ships scanners must be failing." And with that, he comes out of warp space.

What he flies into is a battlefield.

It is pure chaos.

He jumps on comms to see what the hell is going on.

All he can hear are the deaths of so many people. And scattered comms of soldiers calling for help. Well this isn't what Dosea expected. So now begins the wait to see the winner of this battle. It isn't going so well for one side, but if he has learned anything about these colony wars, it's to not get involved. So time to sit back and wait for the dust to settle.

Hours go by while he waits and finally the fights are clearing. So now it's time to go in. He keeps his ship at low power and slowly start his way to the wastes of the lost fleet.

Along his path he comes across many lost ships some the size of his frigate and others that were massive in scale.

But one stood out from the rest. It looked like it took no damage.

That was amazing to Dosea. But that's not what is important. Maybe there was someone on board that could tell him of the battle, why it was happening, and maybe they could have records of Kit's location. Docking onto the ship, he steps into the airlock. While it's going through its procedure, he thinks back to himself, what is he doing? He shouldn't be taking this mission. It's already feeling really bad.

He steps out of the airlock and onto the ship.

He takes a deep breath and moves into the down ship. "Well the best place to start must be the Bridge." Dosea says to himself. He makes his way to the bridge seeing almost no signs of life.

Finally making it to the bridge, what he finds is beyond his years.

He finds a man, blind, hiding behind the consoles.

"Hey, what's your name?"