General Hollins: A Fictional Narrative
I walked into the hangar of the transport station with my duffle bag over my shoulder. I looked down at my tablet to check the number. Scanning the line of pods, I didn’t see it. “Sir,” said a quiet voice. I looked down my nose at a short man. He gave me an uneasy smile. “General Hollins.” “Where’s my pod?” “We’ve prepared it for you. This way.” He motioned for me to follow. Figured Eric wouldn’t show after our conversation the day before. I meant it. If something happened to Raja, I would take Sora. We stopped in front of a station, and I checked the identification code. It was correct. “His majesty wanted me to give you this.” The man grabbed a chip from control panel and handed it to me. I plugged it into my tablet and scanned the information. The images showed a very
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“Now I have constant stragglers coming in and every nation is trying to send in representative to let Eric know they were on his side. Bunch of bull shit,” he hissed. “None of them sent any aid, but with Helix reclaiming the place as boss bitch, it best to suck up to the emperor now.” I scratched the back of my neck. “Seems I’m not the only one mad at the emperor.” He pressed in the green button and panel started to glow. “When you do a shitty job, then yes. I have a right to be mad. He’s too worried about pets and appearance to notice people around him, plotting to overthrow him and destroy the empire.” He arched a brow. “So yeah, I’ve grown to not really care for the guy. Not to mention, my house is a pile of rubble, because he couldn’t advise a proper counter attack even if it could save is goddamn country.” “You used to be into pets too,” I replied, trying not to smile. “Do you want to end up on a deserted planet covered in ice?” I shook my head. “No. Sector
“Now I have constant stragglers coming in and every nation is trying to send in representative to let Eric know they were on his side. Bunch of bull shit,” he hissed. “None of them sent any aid, but with Helix reclaiming the place as boss bitch, it best to suck up to the emperor now.” I scratched the back of my neck. “Seems I’m not the only one mad at the emperor.” He pressed in the green button and panel started to glow. “When you do a shitty job, then yes. I have a right to be mad. He’s too worried about pets and appearance to notice people around him, plotting to overthrow him and destroy the empire.” He arched a brow. “So yeah, I’ve grown to not really care for the guy. Not to mention, my house is a pile of rubble, because he couldn’t advise a proper counter attack even if it could save is goddamn country.” “You used to be into pets too,” I replied, trying not to smile. “Do you want to end up on a deserted planet covered in ice?” I shook my head. “No. Sector