This was written from the hip as we say but its a start...
As its not following an outline per sey...
Outline is on its way though...
It has been twenty years since Alex and Maggie had thundered off into the stars from Starlight Starbright. Alex had returned to Earth, landing in his Gunstar in front of the startled trailer park residents, returning from Rylos to Earth to pick up Maggie, his love before he started his daunting task to rebuild the legion. He had come to take her away, vowing his love for her and when she drug her feet decided to go without her until her grandmother had told her to go to Alex and she had turned to happily call out his name and climb aboard the elevator with him. Alex after embracing and kissing her had filled her in what to expect and what she would be seeing for the first time. Voices from Alex's brother, Lewis, Otis and others chorused goodbye as they had left to the stars and his Gunstar had thundered up into the heavens. On board, Magz sat on Alex's lap in the gunnery chair, their destination Rylos.
That had been a long time ago.
Kyle Rogan, Alex and Maggie's son, sat alone in his office, as he worked on the paper
work, working to create a report for the council that informed them of the death of his father and mother, both taken by a Kodan betrayal. Maggie had been taken by an assassin's laser burst, Alex and Grig had been destroyed after their Gunstar had been sabotaged. Reading the report, Kyle signed his name, and looked up when he sensed Griglex, one of Grig's many children standing in the doorway looking at him. He had reptillian skin, and a brown complexion, gold eyes and claw like hands. He was the spitting image of his father.
]Beside him was his twin sister Amanda. Both had a wary and haggard look to them, both wearing the black mourning band on the sleeve of their uniform. Today was their funeral, and a hard day of choices ahead. He wished Centauri was here, but even he was busier than they were, and in a far off galaxy right now recruiting many for war, as well as on Earth helping to get more humans into the fight.
Kyle managed to smile only, nodding a greeting to his friend and sister. Both had a lot in common, they both shared their father's heroic efforts in the Star League where Grig and Alex had been the last survivors of the destruction of the Starfighter legion that had been in the hangar and destroyed during the attacks by Zur. They had heroically and single handedly defeated the Kodan armada where Zur escaped. Grig and Alex had both went to Earth to pick up Maggie and in three years had dauntingly taken on the task to rebuild the legion.
He and his sister had been borne on Rylos and they had learned quickly the threat of war. They had both lost their families to this war. As they approached the grave sights, and the monument that was to be built over it, all three stood next to the graves of their families, the flag draped caskets sitting over the open pits and turning the Ambassasor stood clad in black.
“We are gathered here to pay tribute to our fallen dead.” He started his voice low as he spoke, his gaze meeting each one of the faces gathered here today before turning his head to nod his head slightly. A young Rylan woman beside him met his glance and stepped forward to take the flag from the top of coffin.
“…And yet, it should be noted, that in the midst of our sorrow, this death takes place in the shadow of a new beginning, a new century that our beloved comrade gave his life to protect and nourish. He did not feel this sacrifice a vain and empty one – and we will not debate his profound qualities at these proceedings…. Of my friend, I can only say this… Of all the souls I have encountered in my travels, his was the most… ” Here, he faltered, and from her place, Amanda, tears in her eyes, wept openly, meeting the pained expression of the Ambassador who stared at her in silence. He managed to straighten up, his mouth twitching before becoming composing himself again. “…Human.”
Nodding the coffins slowly disappeared in the graves and all three held the salute, salute and honors for their family lost. Of course that had been three weeks ago.
“Its been tough as hell.” He said, and grimaced, shaking off his reminisces as he looked up from his desk. A smile brightened his face. A stout figure, heavily bearded, with dark eyes and brown hair stood there. He recognized him immediately.
“Uncle Lewis!” He said, springing from his desk and greeting his father’s little brother warmly.
“Hiya nephew!” He said, “How are you.”
“Busy as always.” Replied Kyle, and both laughed briefly. He studied the reaction on his uncle’s face, clad in the familiar brown uniform of the Star League. He was a man of thirty, heavily bearded and the sprinkle of gray. His uncle had followed his father’s footsteps not long after he had left, perfecting and passing the game, where he too was recruited to defend the League against Zur.
”So uncle, what brings you to these neck of the woods?” Kyle asked his uncle, “I thought you were having a lot of skirmishes in Sector two.”
“Not so much, my boys and I can’t handle.” Lewis replied, “I rushed back when I got your message.”
“I am sorry Uncle.” Kyle said, “This has been difficult times.”
“Well yes, but don’t worry, I will get the bastards who got my brother, and my sister in-law.” Lewis grumbled, and he thought back to the wedding on Earth when Alex and Magz had actually discussed and got married. He shrugged slightly.
“Centauri couldn’t be here either.” Kyle informed him, “He was too far out to get back to the funeral either.”
“No problem, Kyle.” Lewis said neutrally, “Need to ask you a favor though.”
“Anything.”
“You buy me dinner and bring that sister along with you.” He said and managed a deep basso. Kyle laughed with him.
“Well Amanda is as busy as I am.” He said, “She’s working the same kind of post that mom did. But she’s becoming a star navigator in a few weeks. I’ll see what I can do.”
Lewis nodded when he heard a whistle and Kyle excusing himself he walked out the door. A moment later, he walked to the map.
Alex’s brother studied his nephew.
“Just like Alex.” He thought, and shook his head ruefully as Kyle, grabbing his head joined him at the door.
To be continued.
If its posted its on www.nicestories.com when i can get to writing it. under Nathaniel A. Miller
As its not following an outline per sey...
Outline is on its way though...
It has been twenty years since Alex and Maggie had thundered off into the stars from Starlight Starbright. Alex had returned to Earth, landing in his Gunstar in front of the startled trailer park residents, returning from Rylos to Earth to pick up Maggie, his love before he started his daunting task to rebuild the legion. He had come to take her away, vowing his love for her and when she drug her feet decided to go without her until her grandmother had told her to go to Alex and she had turned to happily call out his name and climb aboard the elevator with him. Alex after embracing and kissing her had filled her in what to expect and what she would be seeing for the first time. Voices from Alex's brother, Lewis, Otis and others chorused goodbye as they had left to the stars and his Gunstar had thundered up into the heavens. On board, Magz sat on Alex's lap in the gunnery chair, their destination Rylos.
That had been a long time ago.
Kyle Rogan, Alex and Maggie's son, sat alone in his office, as he worked on the paper
work, working to create a report for the council that informed them of the death of his father and mother, both taken by a Kodan betrayal. Maggie had been taken by an assassin's laser burst, Alex and Grig had been destroyed after their Gunstar had been sabotaged. Reading the report, Kyle signed his name, and looked up when he sensed Griglex, one of Grig's many children standing in the doorway looking at him. He had reptillian skin, and a brown complexion, gold eyes and claw like hands. He was the spitting image of his father.
]Beside him was his twin sister Amanda. Both had a wary and haggard look to them, both wearing the black mourning band on the sleeve of their uniform. Today was their funeral, and a hard day of choices ahead. He wished Centauri was here, but even he was busier than they were, and in a far off galaxy right now recruiting many for war, as well as on Earth helping to get more humans into the fight.
Kyle managed to smile only, nodding a greeting to his friend and sister. Both had a lot in common, they both shared their father's heroic efforts in the Star League where Grig and Alex had been the last survivors of the destruction of the Starfighter legion that had been in the hangar and destroyed during the attacks by Zur. They had heroically and single handedly defeated the Kodan armada where Zur escaped. Grig and Alex had both went to Earth to pick up Maggie and in three years had dauntingly taken on the task to rebuild the legion.
He and his sister had been borne on Rylos and they had learned quickly the threat of war. They had both lost their families to this war. As they approached the grave sights, and the monument that was to be built over it, all three stood next to the graves of their families, the flag draped caskets sitting over the open pits and turning the Ambassasor stood clad in black.
“We are gathered here to pay tribute to our fallen dead.” He started his voice low as he spoke, his gaze meeting each one of the faces gathered here today before turning his head to nod his head slightly. A young Rylan woman beside him met his glance and stepped forward to take the flag from the top of coffin.
“…And yet, it should be noted, that in the midst of our sorrow, this death takes place in the shadow of a new beginning, a new century that our beloved comrade gave his life to protect and nourish. He did not feel this sacrifice a vain and empty one – and we will not debate his profound qualities at these proceedings…. Of my friend, I can only say this… Of all the souls I have encountered in my travels, his was the most… ” Here, he faltered, and from her place, Amanda, tears in her eyes, wept openly, meeting the pained expression of the Ambassador who stared at her in silence. He managed to straighten up, his mouth twitching before becoming composing himself again. “…Human.”
Nodding the coffins slowly disappeared in the graves and all three held the salute, salute and honors for their family lost. Of course that had been three weeks ago.
“Its been tough as hell.” He said, and grimaced, shaking off his reminisces as he looked up from his desk. A smile brightened his face. A stout figure, heavily bearded, with dark eyes and brown hair stood there. He recognized him immediately.
“Uncle Lewis!” He said, springing from his desk and greeting his father’s little brother warmly.
“Hiya nephew!” He said, “How are you.”
“Busy as always.” Replied Kyle, and both laughed briefly. He studied the reaction on his uncle’s face, clad in the familiar brown uniform of the Star League. He was a man of thirty, heavily bearded and the sprinkle of gray. His uncle had followed his father’s footsteps not long after he had left, perfecting and passing the game, where he too was recruited to defend the League against Zur.
”So uncle, what brings you to these neck of the woods?” Kyle asked his uncle, “I thought you were having a lot of skirmishes in Sector two.”
“Not so much, my boys and I can’t handle.” Lewis replied, “I rushed back when I got your message.”
“I am sorry Uncle.” Kyle said, “This has been difficult times.”
“Well yes, but don’t worry, I will get the bastards who got my brother, and my sister in-law.” Lewis grumbled, and he thought back to the wedding on Earth when Alex and Magz had actually discussed and got married. He shrugged slightly.
“Centauri couldn’t be here either.” Kyle informed him, “He was too far out to get back to the funeral either.”
“No problem, Kyle.” Lewis said neutrally, “Need to ask you a favor though.”
“Anything.”
“You buy me dinner and bring that sister along with you.” He said and managed a deep basso. Kyle laughed with him.
“Well Amanda is as busy as I am.” He said, “She’s working the same kind of post that mom did. But she’s becoming a star navigator in a few weeks. I’ll see what I can do.”
Lewis nodded when he heard a whistle and Kyle excusing himself he walked out the door. A moment later, he walked to the map.
Alex’s brother studied his nephew.
“Just like Alex.” He thought, and shook his head ruefully as Kyle, grabbing his head joined him at the door.
To be continued.
If its posted its on www.nicestories.com when i can get to writing it. under Nathaniel A. Miller
