Scientific Truths
The earth was bound to end one day, and it was no real surprise when the planet imploded after being drained of life. Human kind went searching for a new home their advancements in space travel giving them ships that could reach other galaxies in a matter of minutes. Always a quarreling race humans spread out across the universe in order to keep peace, and with time they each adapted to the planet they had chose for their home. Time passed on with peace, but the humans grew more and more aware that other forms of life existed in the great emptiness that is the universe. Many planets had different artifacts leading to a source of objects left behind for the next advance race to find them. All of these discoveries eventually pointed to a baron planet called Tetra, and soon many scientific expeditions where conducted on the planet. Tetra's climate was not the only deadly thing on the planet, and the mass array of wildlife eventually destroyed any attempts at finding the treasured items. Many expeditions were abandoned a few select humans remaining behind to study the area. The planet had few human inhabitants most of them completely insane or amazingly violent.
Over the years raiders came to the planet as a way to escape law enforcement that were after them. They all banded together torturing the natives of the planet, and making life completely impossible for the scientific crew that was left behind. Bounties were put up on the planets surface calling all available hunters to come and make a bit of money. Many hunters came, but all of them fell to the notorious planet its sandy surface mixed with their blood. The people seemed to lose hope completely their lives a endless blood bath just to survive on the baron planet they had come to love. That seemed to be the case until the day a severed head was found on the doorstep of a town leader. At first it seemed like normal behavior from the pack of criminals that had been tormenting them, but the head was that of one eyed Jack a feared general among the ranks. It appeared that a new hunter had risen to take the place of all of those who had failed.
Sieg walked through the dessert passing by a few massive builders lodged in the sand. A drifting wind pushed the sand into wavy patterns before him. His presence erased by the flurry of sand behind him the world so gingerly laughing at his attempts. He had a single shot gun slung over his shoulder, the gun was rusted but still fired like the first day is was conceived. He had a scarf wrapped tightly around his mouth to keep out the shifting sands. It whipped behind him like a blood red tornado in the violent dessert wind. His clothing was ragged and armored most of it lightweight in order for him to have quick movement. He carried a single backpack to hold all of his goods, the bag having been modified to hold massive guns without taking up a amazing amount of space. Goggles clung to his eyes in place of his glasses the sand brushing past his rugged face. “It always has to be hard with these guys.......” He mutters shaking his head as he enters a small complex of shanty homes run by raiders. A guard patrolled the area his gun swung over his shoulder without a care in the world. “Yoo hoo! Over here big boy!” Sieg called as the guard turned to be looking down the barrel of his shotgun. The guard had a waste lander raider mask tied to his face, the bright green eyes setting something off in Sieg as he pulled the trigger obliterating the mans head. “Bang......” Sieg muttered removing his revolver from a holster mounted on his leg just as the rest of the camp came out of their homes. Sieg dived behind a steel door just as a barrage of bullets began raining down on him. Sieg popped out of cover using his revolver to clip a few men before moving back into cover with the constant fire of machine guns to remind him just how many men he was up against. “Damn I didn't think there would be this many!” Sieg took a grenade from his coat pocket pulling the pin and letting it fly over his cover. The grenade bounced up into the air attaching to the nearest man and arming it self. As expected this caused wide spread panic as men began to dive behind cover to get away from their comrade. Sieg dashed across to another source of cover pinning men with both his guns as he circled the complex offing each and every one of the men. Just as the last man fell Sieg turned his revolver back to the frantic man with the grenade upon his chest using the last bullet to hit the grenade causing a satisfying explosion.
He walked over to the bodies sorting through the guns and taking the ammo he needed to survive the next encounter with any other raiders. He made his way into a small town inhabited by the normal planet dwellers the sight out front reading 'Welcome to Frya the end of the line......And the beginning of time!' Sieg couldn't help but smile as he made his way into the town his shotgun still slung over his shoulder. A bus pulled up its armored doors sliding open to let its new passengers off at the settlement in Tetra. “Well look at that if I've not mistaken......This is the first batch of new settlers I've seen come to this place.” Sieg says with great interests as he leans on a pole at the front of a small crowd just as eager as the rest of them. Few people knew that Sieg was the vigilante that had recently slain One Eyed Jack, and even fewer would have guessed that new people would be coming in from another planet.
