Rogue Part 1

Rogue Part 1

I saw the moon hanging in the distance. I had the best view of her silvery surface as she passed near the station. I had walked on her 10 months ago with 2 friends of mine as they're wedding gift from me. The moon is international territory so people tend to not go anymore. The whole is a bunch of resentful asses, who could look at the moon and not say "I want to go?". We spent 1 hr on the surface before coming in sight of Reach.

 Reach is the largest space station around earth. Built 15 years ago, the goal for Reach is to be the first to contain and active population on a station with real gravity. 250,000 Credits bought me a cheep 720sqft apartment on the habitation ring with a perfect view east and up. Also near the space dock where she was being built, heartbreak in a bottle, the unnamed ship will be the first human ship built for traveling in space. She should be mine to command, mine to go to Mars with. The mission launches in 3 years, and will take 4 months there. I'm a space fanatic, in fact if i didn't have to id not return to earth for years.

But I could never leave orbit, I'm the Rogue. The Guardian of the Earth and leader of The Guild. Yea me!.... Being an immortal wasn't my choice nor is having anything to do with the whole below me. A today is the last day I will ever see my home here on Reach. My friend whom I took to the moon were killed 4 days ago. Primal and Sarah Cole were shot to death. Primal was the son of my predecessor and mentor Martin Cole.

Blood needs to be had for this crime, so The  Rogue is needed. 

I heard footfalls behind me. "Have you Slept?" the voice came as soft as fur. I turned to see my best friend and companion as he leaped up to the seat next to me. He was large for a Fox, with light brown and copper coloring. His light tan eyes reflected the moons light. He yawned and I could see the teeth sharp and nasty. His all too human eye's looked at me, concern shown clearly. "Your hurting." 

The statement made me tear up. I turned back to watch the moon and saw my refection in the foot thick composite material made for space stations. My skin tone is brown from the middle east, my raven hair was cut short to my jaw line.  My face was that of a twenty year old women on the edge of being elegant. I've seen 51 years now, how long will I still look like a college coed. "How many times do people I love have to die?" It wasn't a question and wasn't all that audible.

"You need sleep, we leave in 7 hrs." He's tapped my wrist with his paw and I stood up. We went to the bedroom we shared and he jumped up and bite down on the pillow and flung it across the room. As he settled down I put my head on his body as a pillow. Didn't take long before the nightmares to start.