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File: ALOG-017
Subject: Yakub Varran
Date: -
Location: -unknown-
Status: PERSONAL ENTRY
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" I don't know when you will hear this. But I'm sure this WILL find its way to you... Things are about to take a turn and we could be.... well you could be on the winning side. This might all be a bit confusing BUT TRUST ME ! Follow THE BLU... get t.... OTH....S...DE....."
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The red light on the microphone turns off. "FUCK.. no..no.."
MAIN POWER CELL DEPLETED, SWITCHING TO AUXILIARY CELL. SHUTDOWN ETA IN T-MINUS 10 MINUTES.
With the push of a button the drive bay of the ships on board computer opens with a hiss. He searches for the audio recordings, " found it ".
He pulls out a drive, it's a small, black, metallic cuboid. " Here's for hoping that this works out "
He puts the drive into the palm of his hands and takes the vial of blue liquid in the other hand. He hesitates for a moment " If I die..... I'm sorry kid ". opens the vial and gulps downs the contents in an instant.
zzzzzzzzzzz... electricity buzzing through his veins... His vision becomes blinded with white light. Pain shoots through his body and then... silence.....
"Knowing our history is as important as our future. History is like a window that lets us see where we came from and understanding..... RAEON are you sleeping while I'm here."
The question wakes up Raeon. Well not the question, but the sudden shout of his name which is now becoming a usual event. It's not because of tiredness but of boredom of the repetitive world around him.
"I'm sorry, won't happen again" he says in a raspy just woken up voice.
"That's something I've heard more than once from you. Today you will be staying behind to work on your history lessons that you've slept through" Porcia commands.
Porcia,the history professor. 'She's such a bitch'.
Most of the class has the same opinion about her.
The walk to home is peaceful. Raeon looks towards the sunset, it's beautiful. The sky looks all shades of red and orange and blends into a violet above, where the two moons are visible. One closer and larger. This might be the only thing he truly like about this planet after moving here.
It wasn't really his choice. As an enforcer pledged to the imperium, his father has to travel where he is posted. If only Raeon was eighteen he could had stayed back at Aurelias, but he's only seventeen now.
He walked into the central square of the city. People gathered around the execution platform at the corner of the square. "By the laws of the imperium, you are sentenced to death for the crimes of human trafficking, smuggling illegal goods and possession of illicit substances." The voice of the executioner boomed through out the square.
"Isn't it the third one this month, the Blue Bloods are keeping their reign tight on colonies."
"Wait so you haven't heard the rumours about the resistance" Raeon heard two men talking. "The imperium is weeding out the rebels." The man spoke in a hushed sound. "Can't belive that you are into these conspiracies." the other man said a slight laughter.
'I need to get out of here' Raeon thought as death never agreed with him. He walked away as the executioner raised the blade, the edge glowed blue and.... Slash.... Clank. The manacles that bound the criminal split in two and hit the floor near him. Boom... Raeon fell back with a sharp pain in his ears and as the deafening sound of the explosion hit him.