Rightful Ownership [v0.4.0 Part 1] By Rngr Access

The cold metal of the deck plates stole the remaining warmth from Kaelen’s boots. He adjusted the heavy leather strap of his pack, feeling the familiar, reassuring weight of the artifact sealed inside.

Kaelen didn't turn around. "Of course they aren't. They think they own everything the light touches." Rightful Ownership [v0.4.0 Part 1] By RNGR

This is a narrative piece based on the title . The cold metal of the deck plates stole

He slammed his hand down on the console, engaging the jump drives. "Of course they aren't

"We have a signature on the long-range scanners," Jax said, her voice gravelly and devoid of emotion. "It’s a corporate cruiser. Heavy armor. They aren't answering hails."

He was standing on the bridge of the Vanguard , staring out into the swirling violet nebula of the Fringe. After cycles of searching, blood, and broken promises, he finally had it.