A Pilot's Revenge Part 2

The stars blurred by as I pushed my ship to its limits.

My heart raced.

I could still hear my sister's laughter echoing in my mind, but it was drowned out by the

anger brewing inside me.

Part 2.

Vekron smirked.

“And what will you do about it, little pilot?” His arrogance infuriated me.

I squeezed the trigger, but he was quicker.

Bullets flew, and chaos erupted.

I ducked behind a pillar, adrenaline surging.

I had spent too long planning this.

I couldn’t let fear take over now.

The fight was brutal.

I felt the heat of blaster fire close to me.

I returned fire with calculated precision, taking out guards one by one.

My mind raced as I fought, each shot reminding me of my sister.

I could almost hear her voice urging me to stay strong.

“For you, sis,” I muttered.

Finally, it was just me and Vekron.

He was cornered, his bravado fading.

I advanced, my blaster steady.

“You thought you could kill without consequences?” I said, my voice low.

“Today, you pay.” He laughed, a hollow sound.

“You think you can take me down?

You’re just a pilot.” I pulled the trigger.

The shot rang out, echoing in the chamber.

Vekron fell, and with him, the darkness that had loomed over my heart.

I took a deep breath, feeling a strange mix of relief and sadness.

I had avenged my sister, but the pain of her loss would never fade.

I stepped out into the cold void of space, the stars shining bright above me.

I had lost so much, but I still had my freedom.

I climbed back into my ship, ready to chart a new course.

The galaxy was vast and full of possibilities.

I would carry my sister’s memory with me, a guide as I flew into the unknown.