Dear readers, Its time to meet little Mara. I hope you love her as much as I do writing about her and her mother Taya.
- Ashlie Long
5 years after the events of Past Lives....
The little red headed child toddled around her home on Pator III, the only home she had known for 5 years. As the little girl built with her space cubes and chattered with her great aunt the thin gold chain around her neck clinked against her blocks. On the chain lay a tiny purple heart-shaped chip the child could push when she wanted and see a picture of her mother, and she pushed it often, just to hear the voice of a woman she had never met. As the girl played, her guardian sat in the shadows to allow her free time, secretly recording everything for her niece, in the hope they'd wake her soon. 5 years in a cryopod, so many memories lost with her only child, a surprise, a miracle even for pod pilots to have children. "Little one, Its time to go outside." the older woman said, taking the child's hand. The little girl followed, green eyes twinkling with ideas and plots for her adventure today.
"She's so much like her mother, that fiery red hair, but your eyes. Her attitude is Taya through and through, How's our girl doing? Have they figured her out?" The woman asked.
"No, and with this new war going on I doubt they'll ever figure her out, Do you realize how many hospitals are swarmed with re-clones going on all day, at least 6 or 7 times a day this one guy comes through. But I still visit her, floating in her Cryopod. She's still as beautiful as ever, and still a fire ball. She keeps irritating the doctors since every time they take a look at her Code its changed on em" the man laughed softly as he recalled his spit fire friend and sometimes lover. This was not the purpose of his call though, to rehash old wounds, no he wanted to find out the status of his daughter and do his best to keep her out of the mess that her parents were in. "How's My little Mara? You know, I told Tay we should'a named her Moon 6 Belt 5, but she didn't find it funny. In fact she punched me for it...." Krennel laughed as the comm was turned so he could watch his little girl play "Still taking vid feeds and photos for Taya? You know she'd kick herself if she had a choice in this matter. They're still trying to figure out how she's matari born, yet carries DNA from the ancients. That threw everyone for a loop. The originators, the beginnings, before Jove even and our girl holds it." He watched his little girl run and play and chase the local bugs for a while before his alarms went off to tell him he was needed elsewhere "Gotta Go, Thanks Alenna" he said before hanging up the call.
15 years later...
"Mara Darius Get your wanna be pod pilot, half blood ass in my office right now" the older woman yelled, It was her first chance at being a pilot and already she fucked it up by tripping and busting her nose... right into her training officer earlier that week so she dared not keep her superior waiting. She had no real idea why she wanted to fly, except to be like her parents. She reached her hand up to rub the heart shaped chip between her fingers as she ran, her boots thudding on the metal grating. It was her 20th birthday, and a week after her graduation. Only time would tell what this little one would bring to the field of flight and fight...
To be Continued....
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