Demon Sign
Part 1
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'Pathetic.' Raksha thought as she made her way through the crowded streets of Earth's downtown markets.
'Not one of these people know what is really going on in the universe. They live their lives day to day. Always expecting a tomarrow, while ambassators and politicians and generals deside their fates on a whim. Truth, trust, and honor no longer have a place in this life.'
Raksha had seen much in her sixteen years. Much more than any one person should ever have to endure. But she had. And she considered herself stronger for it. The pain and loss forced her to defend herself and taught her how to survive.
All of her experience made her a better mobile suit pilot to Gemini. As pathetic as it may sound to another person; Gemini was the only reliable aspect of her existance.
Raksha didn't remember much of her life. All except for the last year of her memories were uncertain. They were all jumbled so that it was hard to tell what came before or after. Sometimes she would wake up screaming or crying or fighting off an invisable enemy. She didn't even know her real name.
She judged herself to be about sixteen years. And she looked undoubtably American in origin. She had an American accent as well. She didn't know where she came from or who her parents were. But she was determined to find out by any means necissary.
Part 1
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'Pathetic.' Raksha thought as she made her way through the crowded streets of Earth's downtown markets.
'Not one of these people know what is really going on in the universe. They live their lives day to day. Always expecting a tomarrow, while ambassators and politicians and generals deside their fates on a whim. Truth, trust, and honor no longer have a place in this life.'
Raksha had seen much in her sixteen years. Much more than any one person should ever have to endure. But she had. And she considered herself stronger for it. The pain and loss forced her to defend herself and taught her how to survive.
All of her experience made her a better mobile suit pilot to Gemini. As pathetic as it may sound to another person; Gemini was the only reliable aspect of her existance.
Raksha didn't remember much of her life. All except for the last year of her memories were uncertain. They were all jumbled so that it was hard to tell what came before or after. Sometimes she would wake up screaming or crying or fighting off an invisable enemy. She didn't even know her real name.
She judged herself to be about sixteen years. And she looked undoubtably American in origin. She had an American accent as well. She didn't know where she came from or who her parents were. But she was determined to find out by any means necissary.