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Episode 1: "And So It Begins..."
The beginning is a truly fragile time. In the year 0003 of the Space calendar, humanity has extended its reach to the stars and beyond; leaving few areas left to be explored by humans. In this era, the only "power" of the universe is the tremendous power of the Space Forces and their Security Fleets. In this time, there are no organizations of piracy; and there are no renegades classified by the name "Outlaws." However, this time of historical stagnancy has yet to encounter the force of the powerful winds of change.
"Hey, kid," the bartender began to ask his teenage customer sitting at a table next to the doorway. "Don't you need to get goin' now? I mean, it's already 2 a.m."
The boy looked up and took another swig of his bottle of Sake. "Nope," he answered lethargically. "I'm waiting for someone-" but before he could finish, a husky looking man in a black trench coat and glasses walked in through the door and up to the bar tender.
"What'll you have?" the bar tender began.
"Excuse me," the stranger began to ask. "But have you seen this person?" He took out a prison photo of teenage boy with messy, black hair; an eye patch around his right eye; and a stern expression. The bar tender looked at the photo, then the boy at the doorway, then the picture again, then the boy, the photo, the boy, and finally said yes to the other man and pointed to the boy. The man walked over to the kid and kicked over the table he was sitting at. The boy just kept drinking, until the man spoke.
"So, you're Jutubyra?" the man asked sarcastically.
"It's about time, dumb-ass." Jutubyra mouthed off in a pissed-off tone.
"Hey, you lil' punk!" the man snapped at him." 'You know what kind of trouble you're askin' for?!"
"What's it to you, pal?" Jutubyra got up, pulled out his caster gun-axe, and put it against the man's chest. He fired, and as the smoke cleared, what was left of the man was a pile of scattered and dismembered cybernetic parts on the floor. The bar tender stared in shock at the mess as Jutubyra walked off. He stopped, and flipped a coin at the bar tender, paying for his drink. As he walked along side the road, his ears detected the sound of an on-coming transport vehicle from a mile away. "Crap! He brought back-up!" Jutubyra broke into full speed (40 miles an hour) and ran towards the spaceport when it occurred to him that he had some powerful weapons. "Duh!" He said as he took out his ion cannon blaster and charged it up. He then stood in place and waited for the transporter to arrive. As it did, a young girl (about his age) walked across the street, too tired and too caught up in her own problems to see the on-coming transport vehicle.
"*Sigh*" the girl named Miyumi said to herself. "This is boring and pointless. I never said that I wanted to go on this stupid quest." And she was right. If it were up to her, she'd rather stay on her home-world; giving orders, being pampered by her servants; be respected by her people; and- suddenly she saw the vehicle in front of her and it somehow exploded too.
Jutubyra had leveled the vehicle in one shot. He blew out the smoke from his gun's nozzle. He smirked and said to himself, "...And to all a good night." He looked at the wreckage, and as the smoke cleared, he saw a girl with black hair and wearing something like a royal priestess's outfit, lying on the ground. "This day just keeps getting better and better..." he said to himself. He walked to the girl and asked if she was alright. She got up, brushed off her garments, and retorted.
"You know, I was going to destroy it myself," Miyumi lied in a bragging way. "You were just a split-second earlier."
"Not from where I stood, kid. Looks to me like you planned to be that vehicle's speed bump."
"Feh. I could have destroyed it. Here, see that lamp post over there?" Miyumi pointed to a post about 30 yards away. She took out her bokken and swung it in the air in some formation, and then swiped at the direction where the pole was. A blade of energy flew at the post and blew it up with ease. Miyumi rested her weapon on her shoulder and smiled with pride. "Hah. Now do you see? I'm not just your average "kid" anymore, am I?" Jutubyra snatched her bokken and examined it.
"Hm..." he looked at it and twirled it around a bit.
"Hey! Give that back!" Miyumi whined as she kept jumping up at Jutubyra, who held the wooden sword above the whiney brat's head.
"So, you want it back?" he asked the girl.
"Yes!" the girl complained some more.
"O.K." Jutubyra said with a grin. He dropped the sword from the air, and it landed hard on the girl's head.
"Ow!" She squeaked as she dropped on her knees and began rubbing her head. "You meanie..." she grumbled. "That was rude, and you shouldn't take things that aren't yours. Humph!"
Jutubyra cocked an eyebrow at the spectacle of a girl and asked, "Hey kid, are you some sort of ethics nut or something?"
This made her really mad. She stormed up to Jutubyra and spoke. "You ignorant ruffian! How dare you insult me! And quit calling me a kid!"
"Um, compare your height to mine, squirt." Following Jutubyra's request, Miyumi looked up to notice that the top of her head was level with Jutubyra's shoulders.
"Gee, um, well." Miyumi blushed in total embarrassment. She looked down and mumbled some inaudible things, while Jutubyra walked off. As he did, he heard footsteps behind him. He stopped and listened. Nothing. He continued walking and heard the sounds again. This time he turned around to see that the girl was following him.
"What are you doing?" Jutubyra growled.
"In my culture," she began. "If a person saves your life, you are repay the debt with your services or by saving their life."
" 'Repay the debt with your services', eh? O.K., how about you strip-" Jutubyra started.
"There are limits, you know!?" Miyumi snapped, a little peeved and embarrassed.
"Damn..." Jutubyra thought. So much for that option. "Fine." Jutubyra said as he walked into the middle of the road, in front of an on-coming truck. The truck hit its breaks 2 seconds after it launched Jutubyra across the street and into a building's brick wall, where he made an impression of his body in the it. Miyumi gasped and ran to Jutubyra to see if he was hurt.
"Are you alright?" Remarkably, Jutubyra got out and brush his arms off as if the incident had been a fleabite on him. Miyumi sweat-dropped and a few individual strands of her well-kept hair stood up and out of place.
"Some help you are. As much as I'd hate to be," he began. "I'm O.K. Hm? *BLARF*!" Jutubyra vomited on the sidewalk tile next to Miyumi, who jumped back in disgust.
"Are you sure you're alright?" Miyumi asked almost concerned.
Jutubyra wiped his mouth with his trench coat's arm sleeve. "Yeah. That's just the Sake I had a while ago. My system processes this stuff slower than most people do. You do realize now that if you follow me, this is what you'll see a lot of." Jutubyra got up and started walking to the Space Port when Miyumi started to yell.
"Wait! Hey, I command you, wait for me!" Her whining did no good until Jutubyra stopped in place and turned to Miyumi.
"If you're coming with me, then there's some rules you'll have to abide by: One, don't expect me to help you out that much, if at all. Two, I take orders from nobody. And Three, if you don't keep up, you'll be left behind. Got it?"
Miyumi got up and scowled the best she could at Jutubyra. "Humph! You should feel honored that I'm coming with you. I am Princess Miyumi Shinitullia of the Shinitullia Clan. I am crowned princess of the Northern Quadrant of the- Hey! Where are you going?!"
"I'm going before my ears give out." Jutubyra continued to walk and consider his situation. The chick's royalty, he thought to himself. But her skills are pretty good. She's too young and naïve. Her personality will probably get us killed, or it'll make me snap and make me want to kill her. Well, maybe I should ask her...
"So, you still want to follow a complete stranger?"
Miyumi, who had just caught up, answered, "You're not a complete stranger. I know that you're a jerk, a barbarian, a pervert, and a drunkee. So there!" Miyumi stuck her tongue out and pulled her bottom eyelid down, making a face at Jutubyra. He sighed as she did this, and had a bad feeling that things were going to change around here. Just then, Miyumi spoke.
"By the way, I never did catch your name."
"Jutubyra Asgard." He answered. "I'm a renegade."
TO BE CONTINUED...
Episode 1: "And So It Begins..."
The beginning is a truly fragile time. In the year 0003 of the Space calendar, humanity has extended its reach to the stars and beyond; leaving few areas left to be explored by humans. In this era, the only "power" of the universe is the tremendous power of the Space Forces and their Security Fleets. In this time, there are no organizations of piracy; and there are no renegades classified by the name "Outlaws." However, this time of historical stagnancy has yet to encounter the force of the powerful winds of change.
"Hey, kid," the bartender began to ask his teenage customer sitting at a table next to the doorway. "Don't you need to get goin' now? I mean, it's already 2 a.m."
The boy looked up and took another swig of his bottle of Sake. "Nope," he answered lethargically. "I'm waiting for someone-" but before he could finish, a husky looking man in a black trench coat and glasses walked in through the door and up to the bar tender.
"What'll you have?" the bar tender began.
"Excuse me," the stranger began to ask. "But have you seen this person?" He took out a prison photo of teenage boy with messy, black hair; an eye patch around his right eye; and a stern expression. The bar tender looked at the photo, then the boy at the doorway, then the picture again, then the boy, the photo, the boy, and finally said yes to the other man and pointed to the boy. The man walked over to the kid and kicked over the table he was sitting at. The boy just kept drinking, until the man spoke.
"So, you're Jutubyra?" the man asked sarcastically.
"It's about time, dumb-ass." Jutubyra mouthed off in a pissed-off tone.
"Hey, you lil' punk!" the man snapped at him." 'You know what kind of trouble you're askin' for?!"
"What's it to you, pal?" Jutubyra got up, pulled out his caster gun-axe, and put it against the man's chest. He fired, and as the smoke cleared, what was left of the man was a pile of scattered and dismembered cybernetic parts on the floor. The bar tender stared in shock at the mess as Jutubyra walked off. He stopped, and flipped a coin at the bar tender, paying for his drink. As he walked along side the road, his ears detected the sound of an on-coming transport vehicle from a mile away. "Crap! He brought back-up!" Jutubyra broke into full speed (40 miles an hour) and ran towards the spaceport when it occurred to him that he had some powerful weapons. "Duh!" He said as he took out his ion cannon blaster and charged it up. He then stood in place and waited for the transporter to arrive. As it did, a young girl (about his age) walked across the street, too tired and too caught up in her own problems to see the on-coming transport vehicle.
"*Sigh*" the girl named Miyumi said to herself. "This is boring and pointless. I never said that I wanted to go on this stupid quest." And she was right. If it were up to her, she'd rather stay on her home-world; giving orders, being pampered by her servants; be respected by her people; and- suddenly she saw the vehicle in front of her and it somehow exploded too.
Jutubyra had leveled the vehicle in one shot. He blew out the smoke from his gun's nozzle. He smirked and said to himself, "...And to all a good night." He looked at the wreckage, and as the smoke cleared, he saw a girl with black hair and wearing something like a royal priestess's outfit, lying on the ground. "This day just keeps getting better and better..." he said to himself. He walked to the girl and asked if she was alright. She got up, brushed off her garments, and retorted.
"You know, I was going to destroy it myself," Miyumi lied in a bragging way. "You were just a split-second earlier."
"Not from where I stood, kid. Looks to me like you planned to be that vehicle's speed bump."
"Feh. I could have destroyed it. Here, see that lamp post over there?" Miyumi pointed to a post about 30 yards away. She took out her bokken and swung it in the air in some formation, and then swiped at the direction where the pole was. A blade of energy flew at the post and blew it up with ease. Miyumi rested her weapon on her shoulder and smiled with pride. "Hah. Now do you see? I'm not just your average "kid" anymore, am I?" Jutubyra snatched her bokken and examined it.
"Hm..." he looked at it and twirled it around a bit.
"Hey! Give that back!" Miyumi whined as she kept jumping up at Jutubyra, who held the wooden sword above the whiney brat's head.
"So, you want it back?" he asked the girl.
"Yes!" the girl complained some more.
"O.K." Jutubyra said with a grin. He dropped the sword from the air, and it landed hard on the girl's head.
"Ow!" She squeaked as she dropped on her knees and began rubbing her head. "You meanie..." she grumbled. "That was rude, and you shouldn't take things that aren't yours. Humph!"
Jutubyra cocked an eyebrow at the spectacle of a girl and asked, "Hey kid, are you some sort of ethics nut or something?"
This made her really mad. She stormed up to Jutubyra and spoke. "You ignorant ruffian! How dare you insult me! And quit calling me a kid!"
"Um, compare your height to mine, squirt." Following Jutubyra's request, Miyumi looked up to notice that the top of her head was level with Jutubyra's shoulders.
"Gee, um, well." Miyumi blushed in total embarrassment. She looked down and mumbled some inaudible things, while Jutubyra walked off. As he did, he heard footsteps behind him. He stopped and listened. Nothing. He continued walking and heard the sounds again. This time he turned around to see that the girl was following him.
"What are you doing?" Jutubyra growled.
"In my culture," she began. "If a person saves your life, you are repay the debt with your services or by saving their life."
" 'Repay the debt with your services', eh? O.K., how about you strip-" Jutubyra started.
"There are limits, you know!?" Miyumi snapped, a little peeved and embarrassed.
"Damn..." Jutubyra thought. So much for that option. "Fine." Jutubyra said as he walked into the middle of the road, in front of an on-coming truck. The truck hit its breaks 2 seconds after it launched Jutubyra across the street and into a building's brick wall, where he made an impression of his body in the it. Miyumi gasped and ran to Jutubyra to see if he was hurt.
"Are you alright?" Remarkably, Jutubyra got out and brush his arms off as if the incident had been a fleabite on him. Miyumi sweat-dropped and a few individual strands of her well-kept hair stood up and out of place.
"Some help you are. As much as I'd hate to be," he began. "I'm O.K. Hm? *BLARF*!" Jutubyra vomited on the sidewalk tile next to Miyumi, who jumped back in disgust.
"Are you sure you're alright?" Miyumi asked almost concerned.
Jutubyra wiped his mouth with his trench coat's arm sleeve. "Yeah. That's just the Sake I had a while ago. My system processes this stuff slower than most people do. You do realize now that if you follow me, this is what you'll see a lot of." Jutubyra got up and started walking to the Space Port when Miyumi started to yell.
"Wait! Hey, I command you, wait for me!" Her whining did no good until Jutubyra stopped in place and turned to Miyumi.
"If you're coming with me, then there's some rules you'll have to abide by: One, don't expect me to help you out that much, if at all. Two, I take orders from nobody. And Three, if you don't keep up, you'll be left behind. Got it?"
Miyumi got up and scowled the best she could at Jutubyra. "Humph! You should feel honored that I'm coming with you. I am Princess Miyumi Shinitullia of the Shinitullia Clan. I am crowned princess of the Northern Quadrant of the- Hey! Where are you going?!"
"I'm going before my ears give out." Jutubyra continued to walk and consider his situation. The chick's royalty, he thought to himself. But her skills are pretty good. She's too young and naïve. Her personality will probably get us killed, or it'll make me snap and make me want to kill her. Well, maybe I should ask her...
"So, you still want to follow a complete stranger?"
Miyumi, who had just caught up, answered, "You're not a complete stranger. I know that you're a jerk, a barbarian, a pervert, and a drunkee. So there!" Miyumi stuck her tongue out and pulled her bottom eyelid down, making a face at Jutubyra. He sighed as she did this, and had a bad feeling that things were going to change around here. Just then, Miyumi spoke.
"By the way, I never did catch your name."
"Jutubyra Asgard." He answered. "I'm a renegade."
TO BE CONTINUED...
