March of the Legion
“We were in a troop shuttle from the Spawn, gathered around the screens, approaching a prize of war. A private starship, a fabulous toy for galactic plutocrats; a wonderful, shimmering white ship, stunningly beautiful. It was a slaver and had been seized by a Legion interceptor. Now a Legion prize crew was aboard. This was to be our transportation to Mongera. I knew this ship. I had visited it in orbit around Coldmark. This was the Personal Ship Maiden, and it was Tara's ship. My heart beat fast...er as we approached. It was a ship of light, a beacon of hope and life floating in an infinite, black ocean of death. How could such a lovely ship be a slaver? Tara—how could she possibly be involved in such an unholy venture, even as a Legion asset? I could hardly comprehend it. I had attended midschool with Tara in our own impossible past. How long ago it seemed!
"Slavers!" Merlin remarked. "Nice company we're keeping." "We need them," Coolhand commented, "to get port clearance.MoreLess
"Slavers!" Merlin remarked. "Nice company we're keeping." "We need them," Coolhand commented, "to get port clearance.MoreLess
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