April 28th 2145

So this was it. The last he would see of Earth for seventeen years, eleven if he was lucky. New York had become a real shit hole in the past decade. He had spent the last couple of days in a dreary hotel, fortunately the food was better then he expected. His alias was going to be Captain Jamie Evans, served in the British army for five years the last two in the SAS as an combat Engineer and marksman. They didn't note his experience with explosives as it would probably point out his role as a saboteur should suspicion arise.

He had to shave and cut his hair before he left, he had never really had his hair this short before. Will planed to spike it up once he got to Pandora, It should make him less recognisable but more distinct at the same time, yeah he was a real attention seeker. He was also granted augments by the Commonwealth; mussel densening therapy, and skeletal grafting. Before that however Will had already got eye implants and digestive tolerance implants. He was now stronger, faster, could see better, drink pure poison and his bones were near unbreakable. Standard issue for tactical squads in the Commonwealth.

A grey Jeep had come to pick him up. He loaded his small crate and duffel bag of personal effects into the back and jumped over the low door into the back passenger side seat.

"Your a lively one. Captain Jamie Evans, right?" The driver asked, from around here in New York judging by the accent.

"Yup that's me." Will said in the kind of bright tone that would be unusual in this city.

"OK lets get a moving. I've got two more of you to pick up before we head to the space port." He said casually. After half a minuet of driving the driver decided to try and make small talk. "The names Fill by the way, your British right?"

"Yeah, nice place, good people, fresh air." Will answered putting emphasis on the last point.

"Haven't seen that many of you around, all held up in your fortress of a country."

Will gave a short laugh, "Year that's what we want you to think. Haven't you heard? We've got a spy network second to none." He barged.

"And a secret police to sit along side it from what I've heard on the news. Outrageous levels of cavil unrest."

Will frowned at the comment. "That's a new one, haven't heard that before." If that was being broadcast on the news it was in breech of the Commonwealth's and RDA's little media escapade. "May be I stirred up more trouble then I thought."

The Jeep stopped in a quiet street. "Hay you mined going to ring the door bell? Apartment twenty three a Mr Gondolaz."

Will shrugged "Why not?" and jumped out of the Jeep. When he got to the door he saw the intercom, Mr Gondolaz third from the top. Will pressed the button, "Mr Gondolaz?"

"Yeah, who is it?" came a strong Mexican accent.

"You have won an all expenses paid luxury cruse to the moon of Pandora. Do you except this prize?" he said impersonating a games show host.

"So I have a joker to pick me up aye? I will be right out."

About half a minuet later the door opened and and a Mexican feller came out struggling with a duffel bag and a small crate.

"Let me give you a hand with that." Will grabbed the crate and lifted it into the back of the Jeep.

"Thanks man. What's your name by the way?" He asked as they got themselves into the Jeep.

"Jamie, Capitan Jamie Evans." He said trying to hide discomfort with the name. "It going to take a while to get used to that name."

"Officer aye? Glad you like helping out us grunts, I hate snobby officers. Mines Corporal Davis by the way."

"Well I wouldn't worry about that." Fill interrupted, "I've been doing this taxi service for months. Haven't seen any smug officers coming out, seen a lot going in thou." He said grimly.

After a pause in the conversation Will decided to brake the silence. "Well that was certainly... cryptic." The comment got a short laugh at any rate.

"Hay but seriously guys, Pandora changes people. They get back to Earth and all they can do is complain about what a mess it is." Fill said distastefully.

They continued chatting until their next stop. It was a cleaner part of town, a big sky scraper of apartments. Davis offered to fetch the next guy, a Lieutenant by the name of Frank Burns. When he finally came out he was carrying a duffel bag and a crate, he looked pissed. A man carnying himself arrogantly soon came out after. He quickly overtook the corporal.

"Hurry it up privet, we don't have all day." He said as he walked past him.

"It's corporal." he announced with hostility. "Freaking S O B." he whispered under his breath. He threw the luggage disrespectfully into the back of the Jeep and climbed back into the seat next to Will. This officer had clearly rattled his cage.

Fill continued with his story. "Where was I? Oh yeah; so he said to me 'If this is Ohio where are all the fucking corn fields?' And of course we where both so drunk neither of us realised we were standing stark naked in the middle of one! I'm just glad my mom didn't fined out."

Davis and Will broke out laughing but this clearly annoyed Frank up front. "Would you three stow it? I could get more respect out of a bunch of teenagers!" he scolded them.

Will spoke out first. "Oh relax will you? It's our last day on Earth, we're just trying to have a good time of it."

"He is meant to be keeping his eyes on the road and you two should not be questioning your superiors."

He was clearly trying to threaten them and Will did not like that one bit. "First of all we're still off duty so you can't tell us squat unless we want to hear it." He then opened a can of hell fire upon the man. "Second of all, even if it did mater right now, I out rank you! I'm a Captain Lieutenant, so if any one is going to can it it's going to be you!"

Frank turned pale. "I, I... I'm sorry, sir." He said reluctantly.

Will had calmed himself now. "And don't call me sir, we're not on duty. I hate formalities." As the Lieutenant turned away from him Will caught the look of something in his eye; resentment. He had made his first enemy before he had even landed on Pandora.

When they reached the space port he submitted his papers to the guard. They entered with out quarrel. "So far so good, no hiccups." Will thought to himself. The place smelt of spilt petrol, the air was dirty and there wasn't a good looking building to be seen; all prefabricated or cheap concrete atrocities. When they neared a Valkyrie shuttle Fill stopped the Jeep.

"End of the line boys. If all goes well for me; I'll get out of this half assed job and probably never see you again. If all goes well for you; you'll get back in one peace and be millionaires and probably never see me again. Either way thanks for the conversation." After they unloaded there kit Will and Davis said a quick goodbye to Fill and followed Frank to group of small buildings.

After submitting more paper work to some board looking bureaucrats he was given his rank insignias. He was then directed to some guys loading duffel bags and crates on to pallets, a utility AMP waiting to load them onto the shuttle. "Try to make sure they don't end up on the wrong flight." Will said to the guy who took his luggage. "It would be a real bugger on the other end." It got a few smirks.

After almost an eternity of waiting in a cramped, smelly room he was finally allowed to board the shuttle. Will was one of the last to walk up the ramp, at the top he paused and turned around. He looker out at the toxic city, he hated the fact that this would be his last view of Earth.

"Hay, bozo. Yeah you, get on and strapped in, we don't have all day." Called an annoyed looking flight attendant.

Will gave one last look and a thought sprung to mind. It was one of grate nostalgic importance to him; the last words of his grate grandfather and grandfather. Those words were: "So long and thanks for all the fish."

A/N: Sorry this chapter was so late but it's the end of this story ark. I'm going to go bake through all the chapters and try to improve them as best I can so if you have any suggestions to make or errors to point out pleas do so soon. The adventure will continue in another "story"; 'Highlander: Under Cover' (so keep an eye out).