The cot was comfortable enough. Sure, it was missing stuffing here and there, but it did its job, and it did it well. He was comfortable. Something that he hadn't been in a while, and for that, he was thankful.

Well, he was until an annoying ringing sound came to life.

"Nooo...", the boy groaned, hoping that this would be enough to stop that damned sound. When it became clear that his plea did nothing, he pushed his head into his pillow.

"Please... nooooo...", he attempted again, praying that somebody would take pity on him, to no avail.

"Ah dammit, FINE!", he exclaimed as he jumped out of the less than perfect matress, walking to the object that was responsible of his torment.

When he made it to the other side of the room, the boy slammed his fist down onto a control pannel, which brought a holographic screen to life.

"WHAT?!", yelled the slightly annoyed youth.

"Who tha hell you talkin' to like that boy?!", yelled a unique gruff voice the boy knew all to well.

"Aww crap...", sighed the boy, who knew what was coming next.

"So this is tha thanks I get fer saving yer scrawny ass?! Gettin' disrespected like I'm a nuisance, or worse, a tax collector?!", ranted the ghost white face on the screen.

"Look, I'm sorry. I didn't know it was you calling Lobo.", explained the young man, trying to quell the foul beast before him.

"Oh, and now he's 'sorry'! Well if yer really sorry, I gotta job that needs doin'!", yelled the Czarnian bounty hunter.

"But I just finished doing the last one! Can't I just take a break? Like a week to myself or something?", questioned the boy.

"No can-do kid! This one's all you.", said Lobo.

"Oh really?", the boy asked as he folded his arms over his chest, "What? the 'Main Man' getting sloppy or something?"

"Freakin' hilarious kid.", Lobo said dryly, "No, it's cause yer goin' home this time 'round. So, do ya accept?"

The boy's arms dropped to his sides. He couldn't believe it. He was being sent back to his home, Earth. With this on his mind the boy had only one word that could come out of his mouth.

"No."

"... sorry, what?", questioned the white giant.

"No.", the boy repeated, drawing out the word this time, "Come on padre, you knew I wasn't going to accept anything that had to do with Earth. So why bother asking?"

"Well that was just a formality.", Lobo explained, "Ya see, I already accepted the bounty for ya!"

"Wait, you can do that?!", the boy asked with concern.

"Course I can! I'm the 'Main Man'!", gloated the Czarnian, "Oh, and do me a favor and don't wreck tha place too much, I owe a guy. Details are in yer mail!"

And with that last piece of info, the screen cut out.

"Oh, great! You just had to say 'sorry', didn't you Jason?!", thought the young man to himself. As he walked to the restroom, he had to wonder just who it was that he was going after this time.

"Might be just another lowlife.", the boy said to nobody in particular, "Or it could be something interesting, who knows?"

After he washed his face, he looked in the mirror in front of him. What he saw severely reminded him of his father. Black hair, dark brown eyes, and tanned skin. Exactly the same as his passed father. And the exact opposite of his twin brother.

"Damn... it's really been ten years now hasnt it?", he said to himself, feeling even more like crap.

The young man walked back to his bedroom, only to find himself in front of his closet. He pulled out a dark blue t-shirt, blue jeans, black boots, and his favorite reddish-brown duster. After putting those on, he brought out his blaster. It resembled a revolver in the way that he had to separate the barrel from the grip to put the cylicylinders in the chamber, but other than that, it was more like a hand cannon than anything else. After inspecting it for a minute, he put it in the holster strapped to his right thigh. After he was all set, he walked toward the currently blacked out window and hit a button on the side of it. Once he did, his sight was met with stars, planets, and the occasional asteroid.

"Ah man, this view never gets old.", the boy said, feeling content.

After he absorbed the sights, he then made his way to the bridge of his ship, ready to begin his journey back to the place he was born. He went to his pilots chair, punched in the coordinates on the console, then sat back and took a deep breath in.

"Okay, next stop, the Sol system. Then I'll catch the 3:30 train to Earth.", the young man joked. Once his engines were charged, he pushed the controls forward, then shot in the direction of his homeworld. He was going back home.

YJ:C-A

Hello everyone who decided to read! This is BrokenRecord96. I just wanted to say, thank you for reading this story, and thatt I hope you enjoyed it! And if you feel like leaving a review, that would be most appreciated! See ya!