Chapter one: A Kursed Existence
A battered spacecraft rocketed through the cosmos at a breakneck pace. Its pilot, an azure vixen by the name of Krystal, (although she preferred to be known as Kursed) had her jaw locked in an expression of grim determination as she pursued a wanted criminal. Her target was a middle aged smuggler named Arbach Freelence that ranked high on the Intergalactic Bounty Hunter Association (Or I.B.H.A. for short) wanted lists.
A light blinked on the cockpit's dashboard –someone was trying to open a communication channel. Krystal depressed a button and opened the channel. Instantly, a voice that sounded like two rocks grinding together filled the cockpit. Krystal fine tuned the channel only to catch the tail-end of a long winded alibi.
"Save it convict, I'm not going to give up this far into the chase" Krystal said. Six months ago, she wouldn't have treated someone so harshly, but half a year of being called traitor and being the target of verbal abuse had hardened her heart considerably.
"But all I did was try to smuggle a shipment of hand-held high-intensity mining lasers through a customs. I didn't know that they were illegal…Honest!" Was her only reply.
Krystal was about to point out that if he was trying to smuggle something, he knew that it was illegal when a laser burst hit his ship. "What was that?" Krystal exclaimed. Meanwhile, chaos was breaking out over the communication channel. By the sound of it, a fire had broken out in Arbach's cockpit.
A jet-black hunter-class gunship descended on Arbach's smoking ship. When Krystal realized that her target was being stolen right in front of her, she moved her current communication channel to the newcomer and angrily exclaimed "Hey! That was my target!"
"Too bad, traitor, you don't deserve to get as many credits as this one has on his head. Go find yourself a pick-pocket to wrangle, leave the big ones to reputable folk." A silky male voice replied as the gunship took off with Arbach's in tow.
Krystal slammed her fist down on the dashboard in her rage. Typical she thought I find myself a target with a half decent bounty, it gets taken from right under my nose!
She once again found herself wondering why she hadn't left StarWolf when she had a chance. Since then, she had been living in complete misery, a kursed existence indeed.