What's Missing
[?'s POV]
I leaned on the seat of my Worg, waiting to reach my destination as autopilot got me to the mission.
Slowly.
"What kind of mission is worth a million mile drive? Seriously. I could be getting better pay for saving a "Very Important Person's" life.
I sighed.
"But then again, it's the best paying job out there right now… Might as well deal with it."
I sighed again, grabbing a root beer from the side compartment of the Worg, and taking a big swig.
"Damn, it's nice to have that fresh feeling sometimes, just wish it could be all the-"
My radio stopped playing music, and opened my eyes and raised an eyebrow at the radio.
"Stupid damn thing, never works." As I began punching the radio, a signal came on and I listened, intrigued.
-Uhm, anybody..? My name is Sophia, I need help, my shelter is being attacked by cyborgs and they're slaughtering everybody! I'm sorry if I interrupted your stupid program or ruined that song you liked, we need help! We'll pay you if you want! We're at Calico Grave and we need-
The transmission ended abruptly, and I stared questioningly at the radio.
Hold up, I just passed Calico Grave about an hour ago.
"Well, I guess saving someone from political assassination can wait. Time to kick ass."
I turned off autopilot and charged the thrusters, spinning the Worg around and charging toward Calico Grave.