Broken hunger

While you are Walking through the bay area all feel surreal. Each step of your suit makes only a feeble thud over the metallic flooring.

Alone the rest of ship crew are grey faces. "We all are about to die, being hunted skinned and eaten by the octopus. That's the circle of life." while you were deep into your thoughts, Emma gets near your suit far more nervous than yourself. Her mecha suit is a standard simple lioness Felix is barely capable of moving in an instruction suit.

You look at him and realize that he has no training in mecha or space combat. Both of them clearly is the worst cadets ever. Only reason Skar has chosen them, or they are mole themselves.

"Could It all this be a trap to go with them to open space and then sabotage me" As they both are by tradition your assistants in the duel; Your mind races thinking about how to get rid of them, as clearly, they are not fit to the task on hand.

This brings me a clever solution. I can use one of them as the activation of the virus I implanted into Skar's mecha suit interesting... You think for a while about how made it materializes.

Meanwhile, your teammates are whispering between themselves in a very suspicious way. Trainees from both academies are not supposed to know each other, and even worse they are from opposite sides of the systems the Feline tribe has. "Oddly enough, they seem to share a distinct similarity between the two. Both have the same accent and idioms; Really, fishy I can't trust them"


An Immense battering noise is coming from the opposite corridor, the immense lion's armour is reproducing roars, trying to scare you off. While jumping on around causing a hell of a ruckus.

Your mind is totally away from that wondering about the possibility of taking the ship back from the Octopus tentacles.

But now is time for you both of you settle your differences like the warriors of old. You open the sealed door the void.



The first steps beyond the platform into the endless possibilities of space humbled you a bit for the mere second, your cockpit system preparest to launch it The console flickers in live a myriad of system alarm and status light

"Sistem assistant Engage"

"Weaponry Engage"

"Enchanted thrusters Engage"

"GPS coordinates and Space track Engage"

"All systems are green," you say on the loud following the routine of being apart

Maybe for the first time, you feel free. Space is like an endless field to flying around. Endless possibilities. And a good old fashioned vengeance against an Asshole. Life couldn't be better than now.

Skar flies immediately to his position his bulk heavy armoured directly without doing any figure. He was in the mood for showing off for once. You grin sarcastically, as he has been always a pompous bastard. Selling himself as the better mecha pilot in the navy while doing pirouettes only to make the hot lion's mane apparently flowing with the imaginary breeze.

In front of you, Skar is just only a flickering shadow of his former self. Even his grand mecha filled with thrusters and the best inertia reduction in Galaxy looks smaller.

But the time to just be there in a corner is about to end. But first, of course, you have to seal your victory.

"My dear crew comrades this man, has cheated on us. Selling our friends to our enemies during the years... But this ends today.
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