It was July 1, 1920. I was sitting on a transport en route to "Chaos" a ship in Omega-7, the sector in the outer rim of the milky way. I was a freelancer at that time, and lucky me I seem to be the only one without a gun in a ship full of rogues. Back then I was quiet, just did my job got the money and left without uttering a word, I guess that particular job got me talkin' for once.
"So X? what are you? exactly?" said a female Perescyte
We called her Abby back then, never really needed to get close to one another so anything that came to your head would do. Now, Perescytes were naive in nature, but I remember one time a male stabbed a guy in the head just for answering a silly question. But I answered anyway, just to break the silence.
"I'm something like a human..." I said while keeping my distance. "but not exactly."
"Why? coz of the mutations?" said Abby, then she gave me a dark smile.
"My people aren't mutants. But some of us can do things most sentient beings can't."
"What? Like you? all I've seen you do was stand up after getting shot" she said insultingly.
Well it was true, like I said, we can do stuff most beings dream of. Plus, I had this sword that was said to amplify my abilities, like giving me semi-immortality. Anyway, our little conversation ended when the captain and the client went in.
"X, do you know why we chose you?" said the client. "Do you know, exactly what we want you to do?"
"Yeah, just a delivery right?" I answered, I had this feeling, maybe it was with his eyes, yellow twitchy beady eyes that seemed to shimmer everytime he asked me a question, I don't know, at the time I really didn't even care.
"I'm afraid not my boy..." He answered, then gave me a sneer. After that two MS agents appeared outa nowhere. "Mobile Suits" as they called it different than a gundam coz the ones in front of me were human sized. This had to come from the Alliance, only the military has the authorization, and training, to wear such suits. Oh crap, i thought to myself. The hell did I do this time? I'd ask questions but their guns didn't want me to.
"Uhm can I help you gentlemen?" I answered while making a move for the escape pods.
"Are you not X? the Immortal? Your people have great need of your assisstance, please don't waste our time. The pods are disabled, so there is no getting out of here." Said One agent "Come with us, we have much to disscuss, do you have the sword with you?"
"Yep, and my two favourite handguns. Chaos is a Military ship, aint it?"
"That's classified, for now."
Then Abby went in "Hey, sign me up for whatever he's gonna do."
"Well I think I'll need an entourage" I added grinning.
Then we docked. I guess this is better than jail. Hmm, a conscript, why me anyway? it's not like I'm the only one who can't die.
