Outlaw Star LoS

Legacy Of Stars

There are times where dreams are to be followed, or times where dreams are to be forgotten. Some dream of fame, fortune, adventure. Some dream of love, some of hate. Some dreams are pure nightmares, while others are safe havens from the cruelty of life.

Are dreams worth the risks if you try to make them true? Could dreams really be a window to the future or an open door to insanity? Who really knows, maybe dreams are just your hearts true desire.

A Dark Disaster

Two weeks passed Since Zalis Clan-Clan and Sable Starwind met. Sable decided to make Zalis a member of the new crew. Sitting exactly where Aisha had sat on the journey with her father. In Sable's eyes, only two more people were needed for the crew. And now ads filled the city; Wanted: Two Members to become part of a permanent crew aboard a grappler ship. Sable had included a picture of the ship, all the necessary information, a picture of herself so people could find her, and the number of Hawking and Starwind Enterprises. Two weeks and only 4 applicants, all who didn't meet requirements set up by Gilliam.

"Just perfect!" Sable sighed, slumping onto the couch next to Zalis.

Sable, of course, was wearing the same ensemble she wore everyday. Zalis did too, a copy of her mother's clothing except a dark blue to match her own hair. It was funny how they somewhat looked like their parents, yet, didn't act like them in anyway. Jim had come down from the upper floor and looked at them.

"I'm going out you two, behave and lock up by 11."

Sable nodded. "Alright Jim."

Zalis smiled, and then turned to Sable as Jim left. "So what's perfect?"

"Nothing, I was being sarcastic. I wanted to be off this planet by now, but I won't be until we get some people answering those ads who are acceptable."

Zalis hugged her dear friend. "We'll find someone don't worry."

Sable smiled, then jumped from surprise as a loud knock interrupted the tender friendly moment. Sable got up and opened the door to…nothing, except a note telling her to go to aRoche's Foody tomorrow to talk about crew positions. She ripped the letter off the door and closed the door.

"Well… I got an answer, but… is it trustworthy?"

Zalis looked at Sable and shrugged. "No idea really. But if you go, I'll go with."

Sable nodded. "Good idea."

The very next day both Zalis and Sable were seated in the classy restaurant, awaiting their host to show up.

"Is he late?' Zalis asked.

Sable shook her head. "No time was mentioned on the note. Just the day and place."

Then they saw him. Dressed up in all black. A kind of dressy black. He walked over to the table and bowed. "I am Napalm."

Both Zalis and sable looked over this man. Deep dangerous red eyes and dark brown hair. Zalis could feel a sort of odd aura coming from this man. She turned to Sable and whispered.

"I don't like him..he doesn't seem trustworthy…"

Sable looked Napalm over. "What is your age?"

"25. Highly capable of piloting a spacecraft such as the XGP."

Sable bit her lip. No one knew the name outside of herself she thought.

Standing she bowed, as did Zalis. "Yes well…we'll think about it…We must be going now."

Napalm grabbed her arm. "No stay, we must talk."

She shook him off. "No, we have important things to do and must be going."

Speedily the pair started walking away from the man. Hearing a click and gasps from other patrons she turned around to a long rifle caster gun.

"Sorry Miss Starwind. My original plan was to join, gain your trust, kill you and take the ship, but maybe just killing you will be easier."

"You fool. Using a caster in here is too dangerous! You know you'll just kill yourself!" Sable yelled.

The man laughed. "I have a plan to avoid it, don't worry. This isn't the first time I've died."

Sable started backing up towards the door, Napalm following her, as was Zalis.

"Let's just take this outside. Nice and slow." As she said this her hand slipped into her pocket.

The door shivered closed as Sable walked outside, followed by Zalis and soon enough the dark man. As soon as he stepped out sable pulled out her caster and fired. The man fired, they canceled each other out, but when the smoke cleared, Sable was gone, speeding down the road in a rented hover-car, Zalis at the wheel, yelling something very rude to Napalm.

"Damn!" He yelled out, throwing his weapon down, causing a small cloud of dust to rise. "You can run, but you cannot hid Sable Starwind…"