trip to Earth proved rather uneventful. Rokk talked with the Winathian
of the way. Sure, he did flip over the girl on the shuttle who
wore the Titan badge, but he seemed to be a decent guy, nevertheless.
Hopefully, he would locate his crazy brother and his sister.
Of course, Rokk
had other things on his mind. Finding work would be tough, even
on a planet with a strong economy like Earth. The family had to
eat though, and since his father's position on the force disappeared
when the Khunds conquered Braal, Rokk would have to supplement
the meager rations Khundia allowed their subjects to earn, with
whatever work he could find.
Rokk made his
way through a sea of sentient beings from all over the galaxy.
There were many races he had never seen, even in holo-vids. Was
that a real live Durlan? The little guy with the blue skin, a
Seeron maybe? That girl! An Enwan? Rokk moved into the main lobby
of the spaceport. He looked out from atop the large central tower.
Craft of every sort circled in the sky waiting to land, like bees
buzzing their hives. Old space clunkers mingled with the latest
Star Class cruisers. The Metropolis Spaceport was such a contrast
to the modest accommodations on Braal. Maybe life on Earth wouldn't
be so bad after all.
for your thoughts."
It was the Winathian guy from the shuttle. "Ranzz, why are
you still here? I figured you'd be halfway to Rimbor by now."
shrugged his shoulders. "Actually, I was headed to Starhaven.
The flight's been delayed for a few hours. I overheard the pilot
say the ship's Stargate drive is malfunctioning."
break, buddy. Hey, you want to get a drink or something?"
"I don't believe either of us will pass for legal age here
Rokk put his
arm on his new friend's shoulder and led him down the long corridor
known as the Palisade. "I may have come to Earth looking
for work, but I don't want to grow up that fast, Ranzz."
had left home with quite a haul. He suggested just about every fine
eatery the Spaceport offered. It embarrassed Rokk to tell his new
friend he was short on credits. Garth offered to buy, but Rokk politely
declined. The two young men finally settled on a restaurant on Level
103. For once, Rokk's financial situation proved to be a good thing;
The restaurant was excellent.
They found a seat
at a small table near the back of the room. Garth quickly slid into
the seat by the window, leaving Rokk a glorious view of the Metropolis
skyline. The service was quick and efficient. The Rakan Sprouts
were even better than those his mother made, not that he would ever
tell her of course.
see how you can survive on that. You sure you don't want some of
these ribs?" Garth asked.
Meat? Rokk shuddered
at the thought. "No, I'm fine. We Braalians are accustomed
to a vegetarian diet."
just short of his mouth with a bite of food. He gestered with his
eyes to the ribs on his fork. "It doesn't offend you if I...?"
not," Rokk answered. "It isn't a social choice, or even
a religious one. The animals on Braal taste so bad they'd choke
a Bismollian. Besides, I like vegetables."
Garth peered over
Rokk's shoulder and smiled.
you gazing at so intently ?" Rokk craned his neck to look over
his left shoulder toward the door. The Titan girl from the shuttle
entered the room.
buddy. Didn't you see the badge on her blouse? She's a telepath."
case, let me send her a thought."
Rokk leaned forward,
his elbows resting on the table. He spoke in a hushed tone. "Please
tell me you're not serious."
Garth Ranzz answered
with a mischievous grin. Rokk was half-glad his association with
Ranzz would soon come to an end. Rokk looked over his shoulder again.
Great!. She was headed to their table. "Way to go Ranzz!"
Rokk could feel
the girl's presence behind him, but he didn't dare turn around to
the girl from Titan asked Garth. "You'd like to do what to
Garth leaned back
against the plush backing of his chair. "I thought it was considered
a crime for a telepath to listen in on the thoughts of others without
slid his chair slightly to the right. From this vantage point, he
could see both Garth and the girl. Without warning, the girl pulled
up an empty chair and sat beside him. She leaned into his face.
"Maybe I'll take you up on that sometime, Tiger."
believe what was happening. Surely she knew he didn't send her such
a thought. Why was she smiling at him? "But I...."
A bold grin stretched
across the girl's pink lips. She turned to Garth. "Your friend
here is cute, even if he is a bit shy."
So that was it!
She was using him to teach Ranzz a lesson! Rokk was about to burst
into laughter, when the girl's lips brushed up against his own.
She pulled away, tracing his lips with her finger as she did so.
"By the way, I'm Imra. Imra Ardeen."
Imra stood, and
just as quickly as she had walked into Rokk's life, she was gone.
don't know what to say.....I mean, she was obviously just trying...."
up Krinn! If you're finished with those veggies, I'd like to get
out of here."
Garth stood and
laid a five-credit holo-voucher on the table for a tip. Rokk waited
until Garth walked past him before wiping Imra's lipstick off his
mouth. Credits were tight, but he left a generous tip on the table.
He looked at the money, and then at Garth. Yeah, it was definitely
Rokk! The shuttle for Starhaven doesn't leave for another hour.
Don't leave me hanging...."
Rokk was losing
his patience with his new "friend". "I've really
got to hit the employment center, Ranzz. I need to find work quickly.
I don't have the luxury of spending too many nights in a hotel."
Garth nodded his
head. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to come off as such a big jerk.
I don't know, I guess it's just easier being with someone. Makes
me forget Mekt and Ayla."
Rokk winced. "I
would go with you all the way to Starhaven if I could, but I hardly
believe you have enough creds for both of us. Even if you did, I
still have a responsibility to my family. I'm sorry Ranzz."
The two young
men shook hands.
Ranzz had a good
grip. Rokk's father always told him you could tell alot about a
man from his handshake. If he offered you the "fish hand",
he wasn't to be trusted. He remembered his father telling him to
avoid those who seemed too eager to let go of your hand, as well.
The list continued in Rokk's mind; those who turned a handshake
into a spectacle wanted you to believe they were your friend, those
who pulled you too close as they shook wanted more out of you than
they wanted to give in return, those who refused to look you in
the eye as they shook were up to something, those who tried too
hard, by crushing your hand in a death grip, were to be avoided
as well. His father's warnings filled his mind. "They're not
sure enough of themselves, Rokk. They'll let you down when the chips
Rokk was surprised
by Garth's handshake. It was the kind his father had told him to
pay special attention to. "Once in a while, son, you will meet
someone with a handshake that feels right. They will look you in
the eye, and in that moment, you'll know there is magic between
the two of you. Your destiny will forever intertwine."
good luck. I hope you find a good job, Rokk."
Rokk felt his face turning red.
lips give way to his infectious smile. "That Imra Ardeen must
be one fine kisser! You've been in a daze ever since she give you
Ranzz, you're too much! Take care. I do hope you find your brother
The two shook
hands once more, before Garth disappeared into the throng of sentiency.
Rokk tried to keep up with Garth's fiery red hair, but it soon disappeared
into the smothering horde.
Rokk turned and
walked toward the transport tubes. He had been told by an uncle
that he may find work in London. Seems the uncle had served in the
short-lived Galactic Guard with an Earthman there. A watchmaker.
Rokk knew nothing of ancient timepieces, but the man had agreed
to talk to Rokk anyway.
Was someone yelling to him? He turned to see Ranzz running in his
direction, dodging the crowd as he neared. When Garth finally reached
him, he was out of breath. "Ranzz, what's wrong? Bad news about
your brother and sister?"
Garth bent slightly
at the waist, resting his palms on his knees. Between breaths, he
managed to blurt out. "Thought you'd be interested to know.
The billionaire, R.J. Brande is speaking in the main conference
hall. Who knows? Maybe he has a position in his company for someone
RJ Brande? Here?
Rokk did remember seeing something about it on a poster in the main
corridor. "I thought he was speaking on the Khundian problem."
"He is. Thought
you might want to hear what he has to say about that as well. Do
you have half an hour or so?"
Rokk nodded. He
always interested in the Freedom Movement. "I doubt he'd be
interested in a teenager who knows zilch about Stargate tech, but
I would like to hear his ideas on the Khundian problem. If it weren't
for the Khunds, I would be attending University on a Magno-Ball
Garth sprung up
quickly and rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Magno Ball? Hmm.
Krinn. .. Krinn... Sounds familiar. Wait! You're the kid who once
scored twelve goals in a single game, aren't you?"
Rokk smiled. "Guilty
it they called you? Ah yes! Come on 'Cosmic Boy', let's not keep
RJ Brande waiting."
To Be Continued...
The OutPost Office
Hello and welcome to the first issue of Legionnaires. If you've
far, I do hope you enjoyed what you read. Since this is the first
there are no comments to get to, so let me use this space to address
Hey! Why are there two Legion books here at FDC that seem to have
relation? Good question. The answer is that Sammy Lindon's Legion
Heroes takes place in the pre-Crisis universe and before the "Five
Obviously that Legion (my all time favorite era, btw) is based
concepts not possible in the current DC or FDC universes. Superboy,
Supergirl, etc. have been shamelessly swept under the rug by the
National Periodicals so Superman (along with Batman) can rule
Universe as marketing kings, and damn any other titles it may
I'm off my soapbox now. Here in the FDC Universe, we recognize
people (including myself) still love the "old Legion"
continuity, and give
them an opportunity to read those about beloved characters. However,
is still a need for an in-continuity book. Of course, I could
have chosen a
point in current Legion history and started from there, but even
presents potential problems since the Legion is set in the 30th
Since it is possible for events in the 20th century to effect
century, it is important that the FDC Legion be tied to our continuity
instead of DC's.
2. But why a <groan>
reboot? Why not? Having a blank slate allows for a
tighter continuity. Plus, I wanted to. There is so much potential
40-plus years of Legion history. Don't be surprised to find Kent
Shakespeare, Kinetix, and Catspaw on this team. (For non-Legion
are three characters from three different incarnations of the
being a v.4 Giffen-Bierbaum era character, Kinetix from the current
continuity, and Catspaw from the Legionnaires book just before
She existed in the same continuity as Kent, but on different teams.)
not, but the point is the same. A blank slate allows me to pick-and-choose
from the various incarnations of the Legion.
3. So what's going on? A warrior
race known as the Khunds are expanding
their empire across the galaxy. Only a relatively few worlds are
and several of them are in danger of Khundian aggression. One
Brande, dreams of uniting the remaining worlds into a political
force able to not only withstand the Khundian invaders, but win
worlds that have fallen under their thumb.
Hopefully, I'll entertain you enough to warrant your sticking
the next few issues the team will start to take shape (after the
recruiting phase, I plan on going slowly and allowing the characters
develop). But I promise you more than a book filled with Khunds,
more Khunds. I have nearly thirty years of Legion lore stored
in the old
cranium, so I can respect the diversity of their many foes. Be
though; Unlike DC's reboot of the Legion several years ago, I
to do more than just re-hash old stories and force them into my
There will be things you will and won't like. If I'm lucky, more
former and less of the latter.
So hop aboard and let's see where this little excursion will take
writer of the series and on behalf of the FDC, let me be the first
say....Welcome to the 30th Century and Long Live the Legion!
Ye Olde Bonehead Dept. - Does anyone remember the issue of
Squadron where Firebrand was introduced as a character? On the cover
an arrow pointing to her in a group shot with something like "IN
ISSUE--FIREBRAND!", with no word of explanation as to who she
was. A few
issues later, they explained that there was SUPPOSED to be a little
explanation than that, but it was left off somehow. What does that
do with the first issue of Legionnaires? Plenty. You see, I wrote
above "lettercol" over the weekend to be a part of issue
#1. However, being
that it happened at 3 am, I thought I sent it, but as you now, it
happened. So my apologies to you, FDC reader, if the sudden reboot
you for a loop. Roy Thomas jokingly promised (I think he was joking
that someone would be fired. Hopefully, the measures here won't
drastic. Once again, this novice author would like to apologize
error and any major trauma or open wounds that may have occured
result of those errors. This apology is void where prohibited and
who don't read books written by guys named Dave. ;)
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