EVE Fiction

"The Black of Space. A miner's worst nightmare or a pirate's paradise. In New Eden, ISK makes the verse go round. How you earn it is up to you. How you spend it...well that is up to the black of space."
This one slogan fueled her, and thousands like her, for eons. Before the wars, before the politics, before the empires and corporations. And now, things were different. Corporations were a mainstay in the universe, and the empires, having attempted to tighten their grip, are beginning to lose it altogether.

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“Begun to lose it, they haven’t lost it yet.” thought Lailyana as she sat up in the cloning facility. Looking around the room are a couple of other clones, other pilots, just like her. A technician monitoring the others, not yet activated. No doubt flying somewhere throughout New Eden. Shivering cold and dripping wet in stasis fluid, she starts wincing at the sudden fire running through her head and down her spine, dulling down just as quickly as it shot through her extremities. Suddenly, and without warning the beautiful Caldari vomits profusely into a nearby trash receptacle.
“Well that was slightly more pleasant than the last time.” she says breathing heavily and muttering under her breath as she vomits again.
Gathering her strength after what seems like several minutes Lailyana gets up and walks over to a dresser drawer to reveal her clothing, taking a deep breath she mutters under her breath, “At Least the hardest part of this is waking up” as she pulls her shirt down over her head revealing her short hair that was almost as red as a nebula in Rens and a full sleeve on her right arm. After she is clothed she pulls out another personal comm link, clasps her belt on her camouflaged pants and walks out of the cloning facility.

Walking through the station still painfully stretching Lailyana suddenly starts thinking, what she could’ve done different, if that was a fight she could’ve walked away from or was she doomed from the beginning. While thinking about the events her communication link starts going off, grabbing it she opens a mail that reads.

From: Secure Commerce Commission
Sent: YC115.08.26 05:17

RefID: 1011774250310 your friendly insurance company has transferred 18,414.40 ISK into your account for the recent loss of your ship. This payout is the default payout for an uninsured ship. If you are interested in better insurance then please visit a station with an Insurance Service for further details.

Lailyana chuckles aloud to herself, “better insurance isn’t going to keep me from being killed by pirates,” she says to her commlink as she closes it, “but still, maybe I should upgrade the package just to get more money out of it, and Interstellar Kredits shouldn’t be the only thing that concerns me” Lailyana said getting increasingly frustrated the more she thought about it. Since the empires figured out how to clone their vast armies, it lead to immortal humans, and with immortality comes advantages, and in the case of repeated deaths, disadvantages, like the memories and pain and sadness that all accompanies a death like the brutal ones that claim so many in New Eden. “Even if it is only just momentary, it still is scary, and still is extremely painful,” thought Lailyana rubbing the back of her neck where her combat implants go.
Sighing once more, Lailyana took a seat at a nearby chair, for the dozens of deaths, she can’t remember the one that mattered, the day she died as a mortal human and was reborn as a clone. The changed happened what seemed like an eternity ago, as a fighter trainee of the Caldari Naval Academy she had seen countless fights with a near perfect record, but like everything in New Eden, all it takes is once. She awoke shortly after in a medical cloning facility just a few AU from one of the largest trading hubs in the universe, the station known as Jita 4-4. As she woke up in station the familiars that she’s accustomed to now at the moment of death, just multiplied tenfold as it felt like her very soul was on fire. Lailyana having been daydreaming heard her commlink going off. As she looks down at it she starts smiling. Answering it she says “Kane, how is it going good sir.”
“Lail, what the **** happened out there?” the gruff, yet obviously concerned voice said.
“I had a cosmic anomaly on my scanners, I dispatched the Blood Pirates surrounding the data site, but then a manticore de-cloaked and before I could do anything a 4 man gang showed up, I was able to hail you on comms and then turn into them when my shields were depleted, the rest…
Lailyana paused a minute, recollecting things, she suddenly realized through the chaos of her low shield indicator alarm beeping at her and her targeting showing she had an Amarrian Executioner class frigate locked when suddenly, just as quick as it started, it was over.
“Kane can you get in your Nemesis and scout out my wreckage, I have a funny feeling those were slavers.” Lailyana continued.
“What would Amarr be doing in Caldari space?” Kane intuitively asks.
“Well, my guess would be looking for quick captures for ransom, but I put up a fight, ill head down to fitting services and get a new Merlin class.” Lailyana said..
‘‘Ok I will head out there, keep your comms open, we may need more back up.” the gallentean said closing comms.

“Lail…..don’t….heavy….scrammed,” kanes comm starts cracking and breaking up with heavy interference.
“Goddamnit Kane get out of there now!” Lailyana screams into her commlink.
she looks over at a mechanic walking away from her merlin.
“You, get me undock clearance right now!”
“Yes mamn.” the mechanic says starting to jog, telling from her body language it was important.
Lailyana gets into her Merlin, suddenly, after what seems like an eternity her nav computer says
“undock requested, undock granted.
“Ok lets go get these bastards.” Lailyana says as she accelerates her merlin into the black of space, New Eden.


(this is the first part of a short story I am working on and will continue to update it should the reception be good to it.)

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thank you very much, I am humbled with your kind words, I like you feel as though a live action movie would be great and in my writings I find myself being as descriptive as possible to let the readers truly see the world as they are reading, im working on Part 2 now, should my weekly schedule not be to swamped it will be posted in a few days.