(My first attempt at writing a story on a forum, so please be kind. Reviews are much appreciated, and I'd like to know if anyone would like this to continue!)
"Greedy bastard! I'll get yo-..." Before he could finish his pitiful last words, his ship's second engine exploded, causing the fuel leaking from the first to explode. Violently. I sighed, typing in the codes to activate my salvaging drones.
"Greedy is such a harsh word. Couldn't he have begged like the last two?" I spin around in my chair, tapping at consoles here and there. The trader hadn't been carrying much, but it was fine. I could scrap his ship and sell the cannons he was using to defend himself with. I checked on the hull, chuckling a little. He didn't even pierce my shields. What a shame. *BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.* I turned to see one of my drones, holding what appeared to be a pod of some kind. It had the insignia of one of the huge factions on it and the huge words saying, 'CRYOSTASIS POD, DO NOT TAMPER WITH.' I sat in my chair, silent. I then slammed my hand into my head.
"Damn! I knew I shouldn't have sold those sensors!" I pondered for a moment. This was bad, I'd been on good terms with this faction too. If the faction finds out that I attacked one of their unit transfer ships, then I'll be dead for sure! Suddenly the alarm sounded, and a faction scout appeared. Speak of the devil and he comes.
"Already? How could they have...Wait." I looked back at the skeleton of the ship I'd just destroyed. I could see a faint red light, where the captain of the ship had been piloting. Of course! He would've hit the switch when he realized I was too strong. A communication channel opened up. It was the scout. I groaned, entering the channel.
"This is Scout Ship 42 of the Arcadian Fleet, I ask that you drop the cryo-pod, and immediately surrender yourself into custody."
"And If I don't?"
"I am permitted to immediately terminate the thief." The ship's weapons start to charge.
"Woah! I was just asking." I nod to the drone and it turns, flying towards the ship. Then the scout makes a bad move. He powers down his weapons.
"Thank you for complying. Most of you are greedy."
I stop my drone.
"Did you just call me greedy?" I start charging my weapons. Two ion cutters, top market stuff. Found them off of a miner flying to his next job. Both good at cutting rocks and hulls. My drone turns and flies back to my ship.
"Sorry, I d-didn't mean... Er, please don't hurt me! I'm just a scout!" That's more like it. Beg. Grovel. Get on your knees. My weapons fire, cutting off both of his engines in a swift stroke.
"Keep going."
"W-what?"
"Keep. Begging."
"I don't know what you mean!" He's in tears.
"Yes you do." My weapons fire again, cutting apart one of his cannons.
"PLEASE, PLEASE DON'T HURT ME! I'LL LEAVE, JUST... DON'T HURT ME!" He's sobbing.
"Hmm. No." I cut off his other cannon and send my drones in to cut open his cockpit.
"W-wait, what are y-you... No! No, please no, let me live! I won't tell, I swear! Just-..." The top of the cockpit flies off. He gets suffocated. I give permission to my drones to salvage the ship. As for the pod, I send it into the brig, where I can easily talk to the passenger. I spin around in my chair, laughing.
"Greedy is such a harsh word."
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Sat Dec 29, 2012 3:55 pm
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Greedy is such a harsh word.
I view the internet as a fire, and I am the tender of this fire. There are many like me, and we all have the same cause. To feed this everlasting fire.