Jagson
One Thousand Club
He ran through the streets looking for people. Above him mini stars were forming than disappearing every few minutes. The battle above has been going on for a few days now. The United Earth giving all they had in order to protect this mudball humans called home. Those on the ground such as formerly retired Sargent Major Steven McGregor were working on evacuating people.
'The Apollo has been destroyed. All hands lost. GC moving to snuff out the rest of this of third fleet ' He heard in coms. He gritted his teeth before whispering the name Sam. Yet another "Chicago cub" has been crossed out. He didn't know how much more the U.E. could take. While the U.E. was holding their own GC ships kept pouring into the system.
"Admirial Kain to all surface members. Paradise lost." He stopped as his eyes went wide. "It couldn't be." He muttered before turning around and running towards his ship
"Squad return to the Falcon. Double time Evacuation is over we're leaving."
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Five years later Arcadia.
The cold winter air went through Steven McGregor as he walked down the worn path. His eyes looked at the blue trees. It was still odd after all these years not to see green trees. He stopped infront of a makeshift building. Glancing down at his directions he walked inside. There was a table with seven chairs. Facing the table was a holo screen. Beside the screen was a man a little older than Steven. His blonde hair was neatly cut and sporting a full beard. On his shoulders were the Cornel insignia. "Hey Steve take a seat. The rest should be here shortly."
'The Apollo has been destroyed. All hands lost. GC moving to snuff out the rest of this of third fleet ' He heard in coms. He gritted his teeth before whispering the name Sam. Yet another "Chicago cub" has been crossed out. He didn't know how much more the U.E. could take. While the U.E. was holding their own GC ships kept pouring into the system.
"Admirial Kain to all surface members. Paradise lost." He stopped as his eyes went wide. "It couldn't be." He muttered before turning around and running towards his ship
"Squad return to the Falcon. Double time Evacuation is over we're leaving."
......
Five years later Arcadia.
The cold winter air went through Steven McGregor as he walked down the worn path. His eyes looked at the blue trees. It was still odd after all these years not to see green trees. He stopped infront of a makeshift building. Glancing down at his directions he walked inside. There was a table with seven chairs. Facing the table was a holo screen. Beside the screen was a man a little older than Steven. His blonde hair was neatly cut and sporting a full beard. On his shoulders were the Cornel insignia. "Hey Steve take a seat. The rest should be here shortly."
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