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In the inky blackness of space burned a line of fire and steel, cutting a bright gleaming streak through the nothingness. Interrupting the twinkling lights of stars and blowing away the particulate clouds of nebulae, despite the vacuum the sound of guitar could be heard. Fingertips drumming on the flat metal of a door, rock and roll blasting through the speaker, the rumble of engine's roar intermingling with the sound of music. 

Hair whipped around, caught in the winds of solar radiation and flecked with the dim particulate of the universe's foggy nebula. The sweat on his forehead drifted off, caught in the drag of his own cosmic presence, leaving a trail of sparkling water behind him. Illuminated by the red-gold flames blasting from the exhaust pipes of the devil's truck, they cut a glorious sparkling line through the universe. 

The sight was something to behold, but the pilot of this awesome visual assault had his veiled eyes locked on a pale blue dot suspended within a beam of light.  A familiar sight, seen dozens of times, a facsimile of his old world. A dreadful reminder of the world lost and countless lives wasted, the sorrowful pangs clutched his chest and his fingers stopped their drumbeat in time with the music. His expression softened for a moment and he spun the steering wheel hard to the right.

Steel wrapped wheels seemed to grind and jerk off to the side and the enormous mass of fire and steel turned its direction towards the distant image. More fire pumped from the exhaust pipes and the grill gnashed like fangs, exposing the starry vortex inside for a moment. 

The drumming fingers reached up to the wheel and the other hand let go, reaching down to the silver skull topped gear stick. The gloved fingers gripped tightly and cranked hard, pulling off to the right and then up twelve notches, knocking it in place at the very end of the column. He drove his foot hard down into the clutch and then to the gas, the truck roared a maniacal screech and burst into blue shift almost instantly. 

That pale blue dot suddenly became a massive planetary body in his vision and he slammed the brakes, not realizing his distance and Eddie braced himself. Reaching up he frantically grasped his seatbelt and buckled up, his foot pushing the brake to the floor and his hand yanking the gearshift into reverse in a frantic attempt to slow down. 

The truck didn't seem to mind, and though it was screeching to a halt it still galloped forward with more horsepower than anything built by man. It broke the atmosphere and screamed its diabolical horn, fire caught along the surface of the re-entering mass and slowed the descent. It wasn't enough though and Orion slammed hard into the top of a building, rubble was sent flying in all directions and he continued downwards. 

Striking hard into the ground, completely obliterating the structure and everything nearby in a colossal incident of impact. Inside, Eddie was shaken around and his sunglasses were knocked clean to the floor, his hair fell into his face and he found his chest pressed up against the wheel. 

When he finally ground to a halt he found himself on a ravaged street, rubble still falling to the ground in a cloud of dust and glass powder. He reached down and grabbed his aviators, popped them open and slid them back on over his eyes, unbuckling his seatbelt with his other hand. "C'mon you dumbass hunk of steel, you gotta come to a stop when I hit the break. I almost hit this planet at the speed of light, idiot. I'm interested in hanging around with these spooks, don't want to kill them yet." He pushed the door open and was shaken out of the seat by the truck, rocking back and forth like a wet dog. Eddie's boots hit the ground with a crunch of glass and rock, turning on his heel with an angry glare. "Jackass!" 

Kicking the tire of his truck he reached inside and grabbed his rifle from the underseat. Slinging the strap over his shoulder and slipping his knife into his waistband. "Can't destroy the damn planet without tasting their liquor, you piece of shit." Eddie grumbled and sat down on the step, watching the dust cloud settle. 

From his jacket's inner pocket he pulled out a thick stogie, bit off the tip and spat it to the ground. He shook dust off of it that had settled on the wrap and then flicked his thumb like a lighter. A thin flame burst from his fingertips and he puffed twice, watching the cigar catch light. Held it in for a few seconds, rolling his tongue in the smoke and then blew out a thick white smoke. Shaking his thumb to extinguish the flame and then rested his hand on his knee. "Damn truck." He mumbled.