OLD - Chasing Phantoms (A Space Pirate Captain Harlock Fanfic)

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The Germanic Harlock clan has a history of pirating. A very long, very bloody one. Each of it's members have pirating, and piloting, in their blood. Be it a double-winged biplane dogfighter of the early wars or the Space Pirate Battleship Arcadia of this era, imperial calendar year 3033, you can find the latest Harlock at the wheel.
Pirating and piloting is in their blood and soul. But it's not pirating in the true sense of the word. Sure, they fight unfairly. Never by the rules and almost always with some cruel maneuver. They steal, plunder other spacecraft, ship, battleship, fighter, cargo ship etc. They are killers, no doubt about it. But they are proud, honorful, trustworthy and loyal to their beliefs. The kind of men who keep a promise to a friend, dead or alive, even if it means dying themselves in the process.

All this I felt more then learned, almost at the exact same moment I stepped onboard. Three things very quickly became apparent to me.
1. I was leaving Heavy Melder behind.
2. The Captain was crazy loyal and was definitely, without a doubt not to be messed with.
3. This huge dysfunctional family that was the crew had adopted me. So, there was no possible way I would be leaving any time soon.

And you know what? I was perfectly fine with that.

...

If only the ship wasn't haunted.

Darn Ghosts.