B-12

Chapter 1 | The birth of a rebel

In a conference room in the capital of B-12

'We need to prevent a full scale war here! we have the Alliance threatening with war if we don't give some resources!' The president shouted. 'As your advisor Mr.president i suggest giving some recourse sites away to them' 'NEVER!!! I'd rather blow up this planet then giving them what they want! the Alliance thinks they are doing good by claiming nature the fools!' The president angry said and out of breath he took some water. 'sir?' the Advisor asked frightened...

 Somewhere in the northern regions...

'Come on, just eat already' Don looked through his scope some 50 meters away from a duck-bear, while a snowstorm slowly covered Don's whole body. Don's brown hair and his 2 day beard turned all white. The Duck-bear unaware of danger tries to grab some fruits with his large sharp claws while his beak is wide open ready to eat. his thick long fur covered by the snowstorm acted is camouflage, Shamefully for the creature Don was tracking him for a while. The duck-bear finally got some fruits and started eating like a swine. *BANG* birds quickly flew far away from the noise. The Duck-bear's fur started to color red and the creature fell down without making a sound in the snow. Smoke coming from Don's sniper Don smiled 'Got myself some diner! ' Don puts his sniper on his back and walked to the Duck-bear that just laid in the snow. Don tied the creature with some rope and pulled it on his sleigh. That night Don was eating Duck-bear in his little log cabin in the middle of the woods. *knock, knock* "Who could that be?" Don opened his door while still eating some meat. "Can i help you?" Don asked "My name doesn't matter said the strange man. 'Not really what answer i expected.. Come in i have enough food for a quest.' Don openhearted said with a smile. 'I am not here to eat i am here to invite you to the Alliance, We heard you are a good sniper. ' The man hands out a card to Don. Don looks at the card 'The Alliance huh? you from those pirate slaughters?' When he looked up the man was gone. 'That was strange.' Don continued eating thinking what the man was talking about. After a night of sleep Don wakes up from loud noises in front of his house. *zzzzz, crack* "are those trees being cut down?!" Don quickly got out of bed took some clothes on and ran outside. 'What are you all doing to my forest!' 'Sir we need you to calm down, The Republic wants us to make room here for a factory.' 'What KIND of factory?! Why aren't i informed about this!' Don was as mad as the time the army fired him. 'Sir pack your stuff and leave at the end of this day we will bring down your house.' 'WHAT?! NO YOU DON'T!' 'Sir pack your stuff and go AWAY!' 'Seems like i don't have much choice..' Don's heart sunk like a brick. He grabbed his most important stuff and left his home, going to join the Alliance...