A/N: Sooo, hai this is Nekoromancer and this is my first fic EVER. I am very excited and I hope you enjoy this.

Prologue

I heaved as my body rejected the foul liquid. Struggling, I managed to swallow another gulp of the foul poison. Suicide had been on my mind for a while now, and it was all because of that foolish Irken defect...

Chapter 1: Vindication

I couldn't believe it. I could feel my eyes tingle with warmth, my mouth dry. My home planet Kabron, in ruins. I walk down a barely noticeable path to a house charred beyond recognition. I feel a tear roll down my cheek. As I lift a picture off the ground, the full effect hits me. They are gone. The happy, smiling people in the photograph are dead. I see two green skinned aliens holding a young, red-headed one of the like. The first alien is dead, the second, dead. And I, I, too, am dead. What remains, a twelve year old carcass of a Kabronian, a shell of a past life. An emotionless soul that has nothing but hatred for the world. And a vendetta against the Irken race.