Galactic Wars

Galactic Wars

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Marsha and Thaddeus Matthews gave birth to me inside a space station in Condor. I then started growing up I would stay close to them, I would listen to my parents and follow everything they asked of me. When I grew up to be a teenager I would fly a transport ship to and from other destinations. Sometimes my cargo is troops, supplies or other stuff. I enjoyed doing that and seeing the sights. That was when our space station was under attack by the slavers. I recall watching my parents run to their fighter planes and board them then fly out with the other pilots while me and the other staff parents joined together holding the slavers who docked at bay. I then saw us soon outnumbered. I heard some of the slave guards and masters who joined outside the station tell the people inside the station that our pilots outside where all killed. I saw the slavers inside cheering. I could only cry. That's when the slave guards took me and some staff as their prisioners. I was a teenager then. Now Im older. My name is Sebastian and this is my story.
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