He had waited, long hours. The space pirates had taken him years ago, made him a slave, a sex object. He was only twelve then. He had heard about the famous Gene Starwind, he was at the race and as his masters rallied for the MacDougal brothers, he silently wished that this red headed rebel would prove that yet some hope still remained in this universe. A few hours ago, everyone one the ship had left, to pursue Gene on the Galactic Lay line. He was left alone, locked away with only one guard, who had his manhood shoved in the Boy's mouth. Almost gagging mentally, this practice had become normal to him, and he hoped that he might be rescued soon. No, it wouldn't happen, who would care for someone like him? The ship shook, knocking the guard down. The boy, who had been on his knees, was almost unaffected. This was his chance, the guard had left the entrance unlocked while he was getting his pleasure from the boy. The boy raced out, into an escape pod, which was conveniently located across the hall from his quarters. He ejected, and as he watched, he saw the Red Outlaw Star battling grappler to grappler with the yellow ship he had been detained on. He piloted his pod towards the Outlaw Star. Meanwhile, on the Outlaw star, things were somewhat out of hand. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING GENE?!!" shouted Aisha. "I'm TRYING to maneuver this thing but your tail in my face ISN'T HELPING!!!" The crew of the Outlaw Star battled and finally won, punching a grappler arm into the pilots seat, watching as the vacuum of space claimed the enemy's life. Just then, Melfina noticed something, "What's that?" "What?" said Gene. Then he saw it, the pod, it was heading straight for the ship. "Open the console, let it in, it might be an innocent!" Jim said. Gene muttered, did what he was told and then rushed to greet the new arrival. Taking out his gun, he went into the room that the pod was stationed in, there was no gravity. He floated towards the pod, taking out his gun and aiming. BAM! He shot the latch, and as he slowly came to a stop in front of the pod, an unconscious boy floated out. Gene stood, shocked. He looked like Melfina in many ways. From the beautiful face to the slim physique, Gene stood awe bound as the body floated upwards. Reality struck, he was heading towards the lights at the top, those would burn. Gene sprang into action, as he leaped upwards, he quickly caught up to the limp body, taking it in his arms, he secured the boy. Buzz, ouch, that hurt, Gene's back hit the lights, hard. Broken glass spread around, Gene cursed and pushed with his legs from the ceiling. The shock woke up the boy. Gene noticed the boy was awake. "I am Gene, don't worry your safe now." The boy looked up, it was Gene, his hero, holding him in his arms like a baby, a tear escaped his eyes, and he pressed his face to Gene's warmth. "I'm Pixie," he said. Gene was once again at a loss. This boy made himself completely comfortable in his arms, unexpected, and seemed so peaceful, innocent. The tear caught his eye, it floated right above his face, he exited the chamber, and placed the sleeping boy in his own bed.