Disclaimer: I don't own EV. I wish I did but I don't. However, I do own the main character. Sure, why not? I thought of her right? So I have every right to... never mind, on to the fic! And don't use any of my characters without permission, please! Crystal is totally my original character!
The room was dark and damp. A solitary figure lay in the center of the room. She opened her eyes and slowly sat up. The back of her head ached. She did not know where she was or how she came to be there.
Suddenly the door opened and in walked a pirate. He was bald and was heavy-set. "Come out. The captain wants to see you."
He led her down a long hallway. "You, what's your name?"
She shrugged.
"What do you mean!? You ain't got no name?"
She shrugged again.
"Forgot it?"
She nodded.
Soon they reached a door glowing softly purple. It slid open, and they entered into a large room. One of the five walls was covered with screens. In the center of the room, a man sat. His chin was bony and his nose was aquiline. His eyes were a piercing green.
The man who had brought the woman in saluted. "Sir, I have taken the Rebel prisoner, just as you have commanded."
A smile curled the man's thin lips. "Ah, excellent, excellent. What is your name, girl?"
"That seems to be the problem. I believe she has gotten amnesia. Also her memory seems to have been erased."
"Perhaps that machine has worked too well..." another man said. He had blond hair and looked young.
"What machine? You have used the memory erasing machine? Without my permission?" Furrows formed in the man's forehead.
"I... I'm sorry Captain Jerrold, but I thought that.. it would be... useful.. for... I mean, I heard that if the machine was used, then it would be nearly impossible for the victim to...uh..."
"No matter," Jerrold interrupted harshly. "It only erases the memory of her past and her identity, anyhow. No brain damage otherwise. She will remember about the Galactic Civil War, but not what role she played in it before. You have actually done me a favor, Stark."
The blond man gulped. "I have?"
"Why, yes. Our scouts have noticed that she is a very skilful pilot. She will be very useful for our cause. Very useful. Stark, what name shall we give her, now that she has forgotten her own? Crystal, perhaps?"
"Crystal?"
"Yes. Have you noticed her cold, hard eyes?" He turned toward the girl. "Crystal. Would you like to work for our cause? To destroy the Rebellion and the Confederation?"
Crystal slowly nodded.
"Very good. I will assign you to a room. Wait for my orders there. Stark, take her to room 3."
Stark exited from the main doorway. Crystal followed behind. They walked along a wide, bright corridor. They passed several rooms. Then they came to a wide hall. Rooms 1, 2, and 3 's doors were here, and they entered Room 3.
Crystal was surprised as she entered the room. A huge window was on one side of the room. So far as she could see, she was on an uncivilized planet. White rocks jutted out in the distance, making strange rock formations. Above the horizon, blackness stretched as far as she could see, studded with stars.
The room was wide. A screen was embedded into the wall. Next to it was a small desk. A sleeping capsule occupied the other corner of the room. It looked clean.
As Stark left the room, she looked around once more. "A pilot for pirates. Not bad. Not bad at all!"
And as Crystal settled into the room, one young Rebel pilot disappeared from the galaxy.
TO BE CONTINUED
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This story might have a few plot twists later on...