1 chapter 1
In a far away galaxy, lies a solar system, where much life lives. It has 10 planets, All has life on them. They all are in various stages of development, ranging from very primitive to very futuristic. The inhabitants are extremely deposed to wars and violence. The combat skills showed there are beyond the wildest imaginations of any given person that may appear in said galaxy. Many adventures and battles lie in wait for those who dare find out what lies out in the unknown. This galaxy is known as the Singlarr Galaxy.
The adventure will now focus on 6th planet Flinkaz, and its wild adventures. The planet has a modern culture, one that still used cars and ammo for guns. The people on Flinkaz are very corrupt and finding an honest person was very difficult. The government is very dishonest and is making the life of Its citizens next to impossible to function normally.
The world's amount of honest people was becoming very scarce and dwindling lower everyday. Such people are killed for just trying to be upright in their activities. Might makes right was the motto of the ruling class and they took whatever they wanted, no matter who they had hurt in the process. The cries of the weak were ignored by the strong and laughed off, like the cries of children fighting over a toy.
Mafias raised up to help protect the people, but it was an uphill battle for them. Some leaders bribed the gangs into submission. People were hit by both the mafia and the government, which led the people to be worse off than they were before.
People of all sorts begin to commit all sorts of crimes to just feed their families. Some hated to do it but had no other choice.
A lot of pretty woman could not make an honest living and turned to the ever growing sex trade of planet Flinkaz. One such woman named Hardy Rider. She was a veteran sex worker, but she had
been ridden hard and driven wet. She looked decades older than she really was. She now had to sell
herself to every pervert that worked near her to just be able to eat some junk food. She had gotten past the pleasure obtained from her profession years ago.
Rider had used all sorts of birth control to keep from getting pregnant, but it did not worked this time. She was now nine months pregnant and was about to burst from the seams.
Hardy Rider had no knowledge of prenatal medicine or had any education for that matter.
She walked down into a dirty alley and squatted unto the ground.
She gave birth to a baby boy and then Rider died due to some sort of complication from childbirth. The umbilical cord was still connected from mother to child as the baby boy cried out for help.
The cry for help fell on deaf ears for several hours.
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Three thugs are walking down the trash filled street when they are alerted to the cries of a baby.
The first thug spoke,"That crying is annoying!"
The second thug spoke,"Let us shut up all the infernal yelling!"
The third thug only laughed.
The trio of criminals walked into the alley and saw the dead woman laying in alley.
The thugs all thought that the sight was hilarious.
The third thug walked over to baby and cut off the umbilical cord.
The first thug asked,"What are you doing?"
The third thug smiles and says, "He will be our personal slave!"
The other two thugs break out into laughter.
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A few years goes by and the boy is raised into a life of crime. The local thugs raise the lad to be a pick pocket and he became very good since he was so small. The young child was very fleet footed.
The child stole to just keep alive, since he would be punished if come back to them empty handed.
He had to bring back several hundred dollars worth of money or small enough merchandise that the little boy could carry. If he did not bring back enough, then he would be beaten black and blue by the thugs almost to the point of death. He would face not having any food, until he could bring enough money. The amount was unknown to the boy, since he could not count or read at all. Luckily, he suffered no serious internal injuries from all his avenging victims.
The child was raised as the gang members as their personal slave and gofer. He can be call to have do anything at anytime without any prior notice. The poor child was not even given a name and just called brat by the gang bangers. He was just a prop for the antisocial people that had abused him. The gang members cared for no one and sometimes not even their own well being. Some gang members died to all sorts of frivolous reasons.
The brat was beaten nearly to death, if he did not return back while on a mission from the gang. The boy was well known by the local populace and was seen as plain trash. Nobody ever taught to why he stole so much, instead they were just worried by the potential lost property.
It was not bad enough that the brat was beaten nearly to death by thugs, plus he had suffered abuse from the citizens as well. This was the horrid life that he had to live everyday but he knew no other life, It was his sad fate that he had suffer his young life. But would this how his life would for the rest of his life?
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The brat was thrown out of the dog bed he was sleeping in that morning at five am.
One thug yelled,"Brat, get up and get me some money! I want five hundred bucks or I am going to beat you with my shoe and make you bark like a dog!"
The boy was thrown out of the house and kicked in the butt. The brat was eager to get some money so he could perhaps eat today. He had not eaten in three days.
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It was past noon and the brat could not steal a single buck or any food from anyone today. The boy was getting nervous. The boy knew that he had emptied the well of all potential victims that lived in his crummy town.
The brat the smiled a clown's grin.
He saw a new victim that had not been to the town before.
It was a pretty woman in a long flower dress with a large leather purse over her left shoulder.
The brat wiped the smile off his face and begun to slowly walk towards the woman.
He sees that the purse was wide open and some bucks was invisible to his little eyes. The brat puts his little hand into the purse while still walking grabs the woman's wad of money.
The boy's hand was almost free from the purse when he was startled.
The woman grabs his hand and will not let the brat free.
She turns to face the boy while gripping his hand tightly.
The people around the brat begun to laugh together like madmen.
One man spoke,"Get that brat, honey!"
A nearby woman jested, "Get him good for all of us! We had enough of him!"
The boy's face was bright red with rage as he kicked and smacked the woman to let him loose to no avail.
The brat yelled,"Let me loose you witch! I have get to some money to eat! I will be beaten if I do not get some bucks!"
The towns people begun to laugh even harder which shocked the traveler.
She looks down at the woman and sees that the boy is very much maltreated and under developed. She sees all sorts of bruises and cuts. The brat has a huge scar over his left eyebrow. She can't believe what she is seeing.
The people watching all yell that the boy that is such a wuss as he cries due to hungry. His
stomach was rumbling so loud that it could be heard across the small street.
The woman looses it and bursts out in a deafening yell.
She says,"Stop it! The boy is stealing to just survive as any of you would do as well!"
The whole street was whisper quite since no one had tried to look after the young lad.
The brat was so surprised that someone had made the effort to speak up for his benefit. It had been alien to him and he did not know how to act.
