As he took his slow march from hill to hill, after some time he heard the whine of an approaching vehicle. He looked up to see a Light Personel Carrier Speeding towards him, A Peltast at the helm and a Myrmidon looking down upon him. The two assailants quickly jumped upon him, obviously looking for an easy prisoner to get them in with their commander. For the peltast held only his chaingun, and the Myrmidon Appraoched weaponless. Slowly, Vega uncoiled the shock chain behind his back, he would not see this day end letting the blood eagles win. as they approached he brought out the chain with lightning speed, it glowed as the electricity flowed through it. The two warriors were visibly surprised, as Vega took this advantage and violently snapped the chain, wrapping it around the poor peltasts throat. He pulled hard upon the chain, the electricity coursing through the weak armor and into skin,the man grasped the chain trying to pull it away as he gasped for air, the shock intensified and he was forced to remove his hands. Vegas one arm couldnt do much, but the little pull was enough. The small warrior fell to the ground in a heap shaking from the shock, and turning blue from lack of oxygen. Then Vega felt sharp pain in the back of his head, the Myrmidon had managed to get behind him and was now pummeling his skull. He spun around, and using his fused arm as an effective hammer, as it was otherwise useless, he smashed the man across the side of the head, he stubled backward, and gave out a cry of anger. The eagle warrior charged him, tackling Vega and they slid a few meters down the hill, grappling onto each other, the Eagle easily blocking Vegas hits, being in much better shape. As they regained their footing, vega was yanked backward by weight on his arms, he turned to see shockchains wrapped around each sending energy coursing through him, as he saw the two hopslites responsible for this outrage his yelled out a cry of disgust, pain, and inhuman anger, bolts of blue energy shot between his teeth as he screamed, the energy showing its effects. He fell to the ground, helpless, all feeling gone. He was unable to move as the men picked him up and carried him towards a waiting shuttle. he thought of the fury he held within him, and how these men would pay. The pain ruled his body, and the edges of his vision turned grey, he felt the grips of unconciousness, unable to fight them, a black shroud once again dominated his life.

The gentle hum of engine flowed through Vegas ears. Slowly opening his eyes, horribly bright lights shown down upon him, he winced in pain as his eyes adjusted, it took time, everything grey, then bluish, finally returning to normal coloring. Cold, he was freezing. Vega tried to move but found himself strapped down to a rigid metal table in a small room. He looked around, he realized he was naked, and freezing, as he turned his head he saw his right arm, still numb from pain, was still encased in the myrmidon armor he had been stripped of. They must have not been able too remove it, where the metal met the skin he could see the melted alloy clinging to his swollen flesh, the normally protective innerlining must have dissolved long ago. A swift sliding sound was made as warm air poured into the room, a door hidden from his view had opened and a shadow loomed over him.

"Ahh, nice to see you've joined the land of the living, uhh...Vega..yess..Well, lets get you out of here, we had to ensure your health, or, hah, what use would you be of to us..hmpf...

The doctor removed a small metal device with a needle on the end. He poured a stinging liquid down vegas cheek, and then inserted the needle in his skin and megan at work. Vega wincd in pain as the needle moved over his skin and finally breated a sigh of relief minutes later whe it was over. A small beeping noise could be heard and Vegas metal binings withdrew into the table, he slowly arose, thinking of how stupid this mad could be, even without armor he could snap this doctors neck. As Vega turned to face his next victim, he saw the reason of his confidence. Two hoplite guards with shockchains stood in the doorway watching his ever move. All of a sudden a wave of embarresment came over Vega as he remembered his nudity, he must have flinched for the doctor laughed and threw a pair of cloth pants toward him. Vega hurridly slipped them on tying the straps tight and stood his full height, as to cover his previous showing of weakness.

The doctor spun on his heel and motioned for Vega to follow, he began to walk out the doors and stopped as he saw a relection in the metal, the doctor had given him a tattoo, a few numbers and a barcode, anger welled within his heart as vega realized they thougt of him as property now, suddentl shock ran through his back as a guard whipped him and he continued on, the Hoplites fell in behind. He quicly realized he was aboard a blood eagle dropship. Peltasts ran all over the halls making small repairs, the ship must have barely survived the blast. The doctor led him down a few corridors and he began to hear moans in the distance, as they rounded a corner he saw their origin, a large forcefield, and behinf it over 50 prisoners. Many screaming in agony as the few men that could tried to tend to their wounds. The doctor punched in a quick code, too fast for vega to see, and a section of the field dropped, no one made a move, they must have known the futility of the situation. The guards quickly shoved vega within the cell and raised the force field once again.

Vega slowly walked through the group of men, looking for anyone he knew... which wasnt many. He stepped over wounded men and walked past the disenchanted warriors, thinking of what the eagle would do to them. After pacing through the small cargo hold a few times he overheard someone talking in the back near a corner. As he approached he saw two men talking over something. He tried to place the mans voice but he couldnt quite remember his name, he waled up to them and stood looking down, he noticed they had matching tattoos, some clan affiliation, but it wasn't familiar to him. The two men stopped talking and looked up at their inquirer. Vega knelt down beside them in the corner,

"You're that Hurricane guy aren't you?" Vega asked.

"Yes, that is me, can i help you?"

"Just wonderin what the little pow-wow is over here..." Vega replied defensively.

"I'm discussing a few ideas with my friend here, in fact we were just talking about you, whats with the arm?" Hurricane questioned.

Vega turned to look at the other man, red haired, pretty plain guy, but in good condition, probably a good fighter. He then knelt down, showing the two the melted metal and his skin, now one object. The two winced, imagining the pain involved in that transformation, they then moved apart, making room for Vega in their small circle.

"Ok, um, whats your name again?" Said Hurricane

"Well call me Gangrel, thats my call sign..." Said Vega

"Ok, Gang, this here is gangrel.. We're in a clan together"

"Yea, I noticed the tattoos, and i dont mean the brands these scum forced upon us... What do they stand for anyway?"

"We're a small force, Mercenaries, under the name of a once glorious clan... They were destroyed a long time ago. The order of the Dragon Talon." explained gangrel

"Anyway, back to the point, what were you two talking about a minute ago?" Vega Asked

"Well frankly, getting the hell out of here... We heard the guards, when we were being, uh, well, processed, say that they were meeting with another ship soon, to take us aboard. I figure thats when we should make our move..." explained Hurricane

"So whats the plan?" Vega asked

"Nothing glamorous, as they move us out of our cells and prepare to dock, we just over throw them, there arent that many on the ship probably not many more than us, they just have the weapons...So, as I see it, its that simple, lets just spread the word..." gangrel narrarated.

The three men stood and began to roam the hold, quietly mentioning and explaining the plan to everyone within, grumbles of anger and cackles of joy arose throughout the room as more people knew. Vega made his way over to a group of about five men and began to explain the idea, timing, and what to do. As he stood back up one of the men grabbed his arm and told him:

"I noticed your, armor situation, I was thinking after we got out of here maybe I could give it a look see, I got pretty good tinkering with armor back at the base and I think maybe I can uh... unstick you..hah."

"Hey, well thanks for the offer, so whats yer name so i can get this scrap off me..." Vega asked

"Well 'round here they cal me Knight, thats my callsign.."

"Oh, you're Knight, I was wondering what happened to you guys after you evaced..never saw you, by the way, im Gangrel is you should remember."

"Ah, and I do.. well we never really did evac.. we all were planning our counter attack for the most part when a squad of Myrmidons kindly asked us to join them." Knight explained as he scratched a long gash across his forehead.

"Morpheus is here too. He was with us at the time" Knight said as he guestured over to a man on the other side of the group

"Ok, well reuinion time is over, great to cyall are alive, but I need some serious rest, as does everyone else, before we teach these Eagle freaks just who owns us" whispered Vega as he slapped Knights barcode, causing him to wince.

Vega then retreated to an empty spot on the cold wall, and closed his eyes, attempting to get some sleep, after a few hours the hold was quiet as everyone rested up to prepare for their revolt.

The silence of the holding area was abruptly shattered by the violent firing of a claingun into a nearby wall. The prisoners sat up, dazed, and wondering what the hell was going on. A few Blood Eagle guards came into the room, shoving everyone into the hallway to transfer them to the other ship. Although dissheveled all the prisoners thought of was the revolt, a little sooner than expected. The men were escorted down a few hallways into the heart of the ship, there were few guards, testimony to the skeleton crew aboard. As they walked through the cavernous belly of the ship, suddenly a cry rose above the shuffling feet, "NOWWWW!" as the guards were stunned with bewilderment, the prisoners took the advantage to attack, they swarmed the guards disabling and disarming them. Vega turned to a nearby Peltast sheathed guard who watched in amazment as his companions were literally torn limb from limb, Vega rose his armored arm and smashed it across the mans face, the unfortunate captor hadn't taken his time to don his helmet and he payed for it, the metal met skin and crushed the mans cheeck bone, he fell to the ground in agony as Vega took his chaingun and put a bullet in his forehead, ending his futile cries and spreading a small pool of blood on the deck. When Vega looked upwards, he realized most of the prisoners, but the immobile ones had run off to other parts of the ship to lay siege. He stopped a Captive phoenix who had liberated a plasma gun and shield pack and ordered him to watch over the men, as he walked off he realized it was the red head Hurricane had introduced him to. As he ran towards the bridge he thought, well at least they arent stuck up to normal humans, recalling the actions of dissaproving phoenix to him.

Vega ran off to the bridge, when he arrived he found it untouched. He stood outside and calmly knocked on the door, when it was opened from within, he charged in and smashed the butt of his gun over the pilots head, sending him sprawling to the floor. He stood waiting, looking for another rebel to get someone to help him pilot, he scanned the sensors and it told him the next ship would be arriving within the next 10 minutes. After a couple of minutes had passed it hit hi to use to shipwide comm system, he flipped the switch and yelled out, "We Need a Pilot in the Bridge On the Double! Ships are incoming to our position T minus.... 7 minutes and counting!" As the seconds ticked away a soldier ran into the cockpit and jumped to the helm. With expert skill he put the ship into a sort of rolling arc which quickly took them within the shadow of a nearby moon. During the final few minutes before the blood eagle ships arrived, Vega turned and thanked he pilot, who turned out to be Morpheus. The two shook off the anxiety, then realized they had nothing to do when the Eagle arrived, their scans would find them after only moments.

The two stood, bewildered at what to do as the ships scanner picked up an jump gate opening only a few hundred kilometers away. They cringed at the fact that they might soon be recaptured by these sick killers. Then Morpheus ordered over the ship-wide comm systems.

"Go to the docking bay, get all of the stuff on this ship that aint bolted down, put it in the hatch and blow it into space. Also, take a few of these eagle SOBs, and a few of our mens dead bodies and eject them with it."

Gangrel ran down to the docking bay to see if it was being done, when he arrived, he found the men dragging tables, and spare parts into an airlock, nearby stood 7 blood eagles, still living, begging for their lives as they were thrown into the airlock. They screamed in terror as the inner door closed and the outer began to slowly slip open, the air rushed out as they stared into the rebels faces. When the door was fully open the debris was violently torn into space taking a few flailing eagles with it, the remaining ones that had managed to grab hold of something uselessly tried to hold their breath as their veins began to bulge out of their bodies. When the last of atmosphere was gone from the lock, the eagles bodies, torn by the pressure, slowly drifted into space and away from the ship. All in the bay stood silent, the images etched into their memory forever, but this brutal action may save them, the means justify the ends.

As they shook off the events that just transpored, they felt the ship shake and quiver. Vega ran to the cockpit and found Morpheus to be opening a jump gate, after several agonizing seconds, waiting almost for the eagle reinforcements to find and destroy them, the gate opened and Morpheus jetted hte ship inside, throing them across space. The blood eagle ships, pickign up the energy surge raced to the other side of the moon, finding what appeared to be the scrap left over from the destruction of the ship, the energy must have been its explosion. They remained to gather pieces, and make a report to their commander, then moved on never suspecting the truth.

Days later, a war-torn blood eagle dropship floated in orbit above a small world on the edge of a system. 3 Men stood in the docking bay saying their final farewells.

"It was a pleasure fighting along your side, we surely couldnt have accomplished this without you." Commented Vega

"Thanks you were an asset, kida helped clear up all this confusion, you might be a good leader if you tried it out ya know.." Said Hurricane in reply

"Maybe I will, but for now.. im on my own I guess" Vega said solemnly

"Well, we've seen how you are in combat, why dont you join us, we're just tryin to restore honor to those that came before, hell, safety in numbers even, guys like us oughta stick together.." said gangrel

"Ya got a point, right now me and a coupla guys are goin off, since we aint got anything better to do.." Vega said

"Hey, thats cool.. Just contact us, use this channel on the old comm lines, pretty safe since no one uses them anymore.. Anytime, just try o ut if you want, if not, thats fine too" said gangrel as he handed vega a small piece of paper.

"Ok, I guess I'll see ya around sometime... May you fight, live, and die wiht honor, my friends" Said Vega as he turned away and walked outside the bay.

gangrel and Hurricane boarded a small shuttle and sped out of the bay down to the planet surface. As Vega walked through the ship he felt the shaking of a warp gate open as Morpheus moved them on to the unknown. Vega walked down through the belly of the ship to the commons, there sat Knight eating a few rations they found in the kitchen. Vega walked over and took a seat, casually munching on a protein bar. Knight looked up and swallowed his tuffed mouthful. He looked at Vegas arm and commented,

"Hey, I was thinkin, Im pretty good with armor, maybe I could give yer arm a look see.."