We search the house and find plenty of clothes and supplies. It's almost as if the owners left for a walk and just didn't return. Home baked fruit pies, jerky, nuts...this makes no sense. Where are the people that lived here? What happened to the rest of my crew? How did I get into this mess?
All I know is war with the Invid. Born Zentran, war is in my blood. The Micronian's taught my people there was more to life than war but still, it's all I know. This war though is on the home world of the culture I have pledged to...humans...so different and yet so the same...war is part of their history too.
reverbsilvermane · Sat May 19, 2012 @ 05:12pm · 0 Comments |