text: It was a very brisk morning as Rob sat on an old porch built out of sandstone, he looked at the small pond that once was an oasis. He began to ponder in his head why the General Liss of the old Brogrin Empires Military Science Division, wanted with his younger sister's son. "What made him so special." He said out loud. "Its trackers kid" her heard a soft voice say behind him. He watched as his sister sat down next to him on the old sandstone chairs that were on the porch. "Trackers family line has always had the ability to control gravity" she continued. "Then why didn't Tracker ever use it" Rob asked intuitively. "He didn't have it as strongly as his father did" she replied with the look of grief all over her face. "I'm sorry I know how hard his death was on you" Rob said, turning to look out at the dessert again. A metallic shine in the distance caught his eye. Grabbing his binoculars, putting them up to his eyes he sees the distinct shape of a Brogrin drop ship heading there way. "Go inside and get your child. They're here" he says to his sister. She gets up and goes inside. Rob grabs his gun from his belt and walks in the house and closes the door behind him. He walks upstairs and goes into his sniper nest, as he begins to lay down he grabs his sniper he used in Afghanistan during his time in the military. He waits for his targets but its quiet. He heard the distinct sound of the dropship come and go. But he hasn't heard the squeaky voices of Milmots, the clicks from Krumhots no loud commanding voices of Brogrin Sargents give orders in Broginese. He puts his rifle down and turns around. As a hand with three fingers and two thumbs grabs his throat, it uncloaks revealing a Brogrin elite it removes its beautiful built helmet with religious markings all over it. Its head has five mouth pieces that it opens wide, Rob now knows this elite is going to do the one thing every soldier of The Government feared during the war. It moves in closer but then both hear the sound of a gun cocking from the doorway, it looks behind it to the sight of Rob's sister holding her moms handgun in one hand and her child in the other. She fires a shot before either Rob or the elite can react, in 2 seconds the elite is on the floor dead. "I thought we agreed that if the Brogrins ever found us you would leave" Rob said in an annoyed yet thankful tone. "Your welcome first off. And second off I was leaving when I saw your predicament. I knew you need my help." She replied snarky at first. Two more elites come in with their wrist swords activated, Rob says as he pulls his knife out "let's take them together". They both charge and begin to fight an elite themselves Rob using his military training holds his own at the start but the more jabs he gets in with his knife the angrier the elite gets, as with his sister she puts her baby on the ground then proceeds to punch the elite direct in the chest causing the elite to fly back into the wall, she then grabs its arm that has the sword on it and twists it to break its arm. Its yells in pain and frustration as she then rips the piece of armor that the energy sword it attached to, she then proceeds to stab it through its hand that it used to try to block the income strike and into its neck. She then grabs one of its grenades from its belt then goes to jump on the other elites back that has her brother stuck to the floor and sticks it with the grenade as she is then grabbed by it and thrown to the floor the grenade explodes blowing the elite into Rob. Pushing the dead elite off him his sister says "that's two you owe me". "Really Star Wars reference now" Rob replies groaning as he sits up. "Star Wars? What's that?" She asked as she picked up her baby. "Never mind" he said getting up now.