After the Battle, Rebel's Story.

[ebilly99]

Some say the cost of morality is high, but now that my neck in measured for a noose I wonder exactly if that is true. The war, just as it was to bring a united universe, was over. I was in a ship that refused to learn it. As I watch the preacher say final rites over me I try to remember those days.

It had started a year ago, the federation at their knees and the lawless sectors of the universe had become our new priority. I was in charge of the Mantis homeworld sector, cleaning up the waring factors of these species was always difficult. Though they fought and wished to kill everyone I knew that peace in our universe would rely on equality, and at that I had demanded that my crew was never to kill. Though they thought me soft I venously enforced it, but if we returned to the Federations way of life then what was the war for.