Back from the Black

Stardate log 120813 to 167296 is a blur...

The last thing I remember was being in the captain's chair of my Widow, bearing down on a couple frigate pirates that were harassing a corp mining party. The next thing I know, there was a blinding green light bathing the entire bridge, and I felt the ship shudder as I blacked out.

Now, here I am pod-less with tubes coming out all over my body, and I can hear Ironclave yelling at someone who is busy trying to keep me alive on life support. It's all just so hard to take in at once... most of the corp is gone, our assets gone, life out in new Eden is a whole lot different than when I left it... which is some THREE years ago now.

My wife is dead, along with my children - victims of some planetary bombardment, the details of which I am still struggling to comprehend. So much sorrow, so much personal loss... but I must pull through... I must.

For the sake of the few, many have fallen. But not for long... the call has gone out, and they will return. WE will return.