Doom.  Doom.  Fire.  Run.
    "AAuuuuuuuugh...."
    Jayc woke up.  He hated dreams.  He wanted to unplug his head
everytime he went to sleep.  It was awful, he couldn't understand how
some people enjoyed it. How could you deal with all that dying, and
since it was a dream, you always felt responsible.
    Jayc is considered a fruitcake by some, although few still
remember what it originally meant.  He sees the world in a different
way, life holds more meaning to him.  Which is just a nice way of
saying his head is fucked up and that he considers his hide worth more
than anything else.
    He isn't very well liked.  But that doesn't matter, he never
sticks around long enough for that to have value anyways.  He's never
broken a heart, but thats because he forgot to notice that important
difference between male and female.  Yes, Jayc is unique.  He
resembles a fruitcake more than anyone else ever alive did.  Some
people have even gone as far as to assume that he's not human, which
would explain everything but his unerring ability to screw himself up.
    Last night he found a nice mechyard, full of beat up scrapheaps.
He hopped over the fence and politely fell asleep in a highly
comfortable, once probably the possession of a proud mechwarrior whos
blood now stains the walls, cockpit.
    As much as he hates sleeping and the dreams it brings, he hates
waking up even more, because his life brings even worse.
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    Second in command of the Layered Leapers, more salvage marks to
his credit than to your average platoon, Rahn has always been a
mechwarrior, as his father and brother, and has always been the best.
He's good at it, and he couldn't imagine doing anything else.
    Born to a father who served with a defensive force on a small,
surviving planet, in unclaimed territory.  Mother was an engineer,
their mutual love of mechreations led them to one another.
    Second son of two children, he got his first mech, created by his
parents, at the age of 8.  He was a natural, as many tend to be in
these troubled time.  When a mercenary force destroyed the city on a
follow-up run, his mother was killed, and his father forced to join to
save his life, and his trade.  Brothers went along, one as a member,
one to serve as he grew.
    Rahn served well, he grew to be so good, that his ranking far
surpassed that of his father and brother, so he left, not enjoying the
jealousy of his brother, not wanting the pride of his father, or the
pain of issuing the orders that may bring their deaths.
     He found the Leapers, who seemed so inane in their work, that you
would think them joined yesterday, destroyed tomorrow, but whos
loosely structured, but finely tuned organization worked so well, that
their small group, 52 mechwarriors, 100 others, outdid well-
established, companyfunded or housesolicited groups.
    This was no slacker, and his future seem filled with parts and
glory.
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    Neither Rahn nor Jayc were destined to meet, they paths took them
to the opposite sides of known space, their duties kept them eternally
in different places.  But thats where destiny screwed up.  Fate was
never told, and these two were to meet, starting something that
neither would ever look back on with a smile, but that would give them
something beyond the mundane, to call life.
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    Arno, Captain Arno DeCourmeron, captain of the Genesis Squad.  A
group of your average jack-of-all-trade mechwarriors, the unwitting
deceiver of destiny, but maybe thats because he didn't belong here.
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    Gaya, court attendee to Prince Alain of a planetary system that
fell to a different house every weekend.  She was jyped by Arno's
alteration of history.  Gaya was to be saved by Jayc, no matter how
much he would've hated it had he been told beforehand, but now her
future was altered for the worse.  She would never know of Jayc, and
she would never know what she was supposed to have lived like.
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    Have you ever wondered what would happen, were the boundries of
this dimension to be broken through by others?  This then, is the
story of the first such happening in known history, one which altered
the history of two dimensions.  Both for the worse.