Welcome to Clarke - Chapter One
05 Mar 2018Aaron Handler
Aaron stared out the window of Adder. The Adder had flown all the way from LTT 377, almost 100 light years away, with Aaron in the back cabin. "We have entered the system." said the Commander in the pilots seat. "Feel free to move around the ship now, sir." "10 minutes until arrival at Clarke Dock, Commander," said Rowan, the on-board computer. He moved from the cockpit into the passenger cabin. It was cramped and small, not meant for luxury. It was the only thing he could afford. Soon after, Aaron felt the ship shake, and Rowan said "We have arrived. Docking procedures engaged." Aaron again moved to the cockpit and stared at the Orbis starport in front of him. The ship passed through the airlock, and moved to pad 18. As the ship landed, the ramp lower down. He exited from the ship under the nose and onto the landing pad. Six men stood on the platform in front of him. Each in a full black armor suit, while matte black visors hiding their faces. Each held a suppressed sub-machine gun. "Easy to conceal, silent, and cheap," though Aaron. "Hello, Vlad." Aaron said out loud. The visor of the closest man flipped back, and revealed Vlads face. "Hello Brother." he said in a thick Russian accent. "Welcome to Clarke," he said with a wink.
Aaron was only a few steps away from the extended front lander gear. Aaron started to move towards the gear, and Vlad and his men raised their weapons. The first bullet pinged the metal floor where Aaron had just stood when reached the cover. He clicked his tactical pad on his wrist, and tapped the mic. "Hey buddy. Thanks for the ride. Mind helping with one more thing?"
The pilot of the Adder replied back, "No problem." He peaked through the gear to see a hardpoint opening. Out came a six-barreled multi cannon. The guards started to run, so Aaron peaked around the side. Unfortunately, Vlad was no where to be seen. The other 5 where about 10 meters to safety when the stream of bullets entered their backs. It sweeped from the left to the right. No one survived. Aaron walked out towards the bodies of Vlads soldiers. As he was walking away, he saluted to the Adder pilot. He took off and left.
Aaron checked the bodies for information. He pulled a backpack that was decently intact and started to rummage. He found a cracked tacpad and threw it into the back. He also took one of the guns and around 300 bullets. He also found another intact tacpad and he threw it in. Aaron looked up to see a Cobra MK III fly past. It turned to face Aarons position. Vlads sat behind the cockpit canopy. He waved, and flew away. Aaron began to pull his SMG but realized it would do nothing. He walked into the door way of the station and police ran onto the pad from the other side. They screamed from him to stop. He waved and walked away.
He lost the police in the crowd of people. Once he felt safe, he went to find a bar. He walked into a small little bar that looked like it didnt belong. It was rusted and metal. It wasnt filled with neon lights and plush surfaces like the other bars. "Jai's Joint." Aaron thought. "Guess this is where im going for now." He had plans. He had goals. "Welcome to Clarke." he said under his breath.