-Flash forward to the present, 2100 C. C.-Commando 005 is in his meditation chamber. An officer walks up to the chamber, and presses the outside release button. The door opens, and Commando 005 looks at him, rather displeased.
"What is it, officer? Can't it wait another five minutes?"
"I'm so sorry, my Lord, but it is urgent"
"What is it?"
"The Federation Army is right at our doorstep. We need to evacuate you at once. If they catch you, you'll surely be executed for war crimes."
Commando 005 let out a sigh.
"No, officer, let them come. They shall find nothing."
"My Lord, what do you mean? The war's not over. We can still beat them."
"No, officer, it's over. The war ended the day we attacked K-2L. We created our worst adversary that day, from which we suffered blows that we could never recover."
"My Lord, what do you mean?"
Commando 005 took out a box. Inside were 100 or so cyanide capsules. He took one, and gave the box to the officer.
"Here, give one of these to each member of High Command, as well as my brothers, and their respective staffs. Tell them "The war's over. Let us die with dignity, by our own hands." After you have delivered the capsules to everyone, I want you to press the compound self-destruct button, and take a capsule for yourself."
"But, my Lord, you can't be serious?"
"But why not? You said so yourself-If they catch me, I'll be executed for war crimes. Why should I subject myself to their twisted "Justice", when I can with dignity, by my own hands? I spent 18 months as their captive, once. I shall not do it again."
"But, my Lord, you…" At that, Commando 005 swallowed the capsule, and slumped over in his chair. "…As you command, my Lord." With that, the officer propped his leader's corpse up, so that he could adjust his favorite military jacket. When the corpse was tidied up properly, the officer left to carry out his leader's last order.
The Federation claimed victory over the Armada that day, and the celebrations in the weeks that followed were some of the largest the galaxy had ever seen. Finally free from the near century of Commando 005's rule, the years that followed saw the pirates and the humans allying themselves, although this move was strongly opposed by some who had lived through the more grim years of the war, for none could ever know if another like him would come along. Though he was gone from the galaxy for good, his legacy lived on in the lore of pirate culture, the darkest hour of their history never forgotten.
All Hail Lord Commando 005, Leader and Supreme Commander of the Space Pirate Armada.
