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I am writing a series that I have no idea when it will end, however most of the story is now just plain old fanfiction.

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Prologue & Chapter 1:Origins part 1

Chapter 2:Origins part 2

Chapter 3:Release

Chapter 4:The Return of Jebediah

Chapter 5:The Twisted Path

Chapter 6:Mercy's Strength

Chapter 7:Reuniting Old Friends

Chapter 8:Memories

Chapter 9:Lost

Chapter 10:Recollection

Chapter 11: The Truth comes out

Chapter 12: True Love

Chapter 13: Kane's POV

Chapter 14: His secret revealed

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Prologue

One day as K Emerson was strolling through a museum with his grandfather Jebediah Kerman, they came across an abnormal looking aircraft.

“Grandfather†asked the young K, “What was this aircraft known for? I mean why is it in the record setting section of the museum? What was it used for? Who made it? Have you flown it before, Grandpa? And why is my name K Emerson instead of a normal name that ends in Kerman like yours?â€Â

The elderly Jeb sharply glances at his grandson in astonishment.

“Why are you so inquisitive all of a sudden?†He replies.

K looks down in embarrassment, replying “I don’t know Grandpa, I really don’t, just sometimes all sorts of questions pop into my head and they don’t stop bugging me until I find out the answer. Like for instance, were you really the first Kerbal to fly in space, grandpa?â€Â

Jeb chuckles quietly before answering. “Yes son, I was the first Kerbal to break the sound barrier, but to answer your question about your name. You will need to cast your mind back to the night you were born.â€Â

Chapter 1

“It was a chaotic night in the middle of the war against the Northern Alliance waged by the Elysium Empire and the Styx Empire. All that could be seen, heard and felt was chaos. The KSC had just been bombed and all was in disarray. So your father Lancott Kerman decided to call you K. I am not sure entirely why he insisted that your last name be Emerson, probably because it was close to the word empire. And to answer your questions about this airplane, we have to go further back to when Kerbal Space Program was not that much older then you are now. I want you to close your eyes and listen carefully as I tell you the story.â€Â

“Way back when the space program was young and inexperienced, I was a test pilot for it. There were many tragic deaths and I lost more than one close friend. Some crashed and died instantly, others died of injuries from crashing and a few of them vanished completely without a trace! Thankfully my closest and dearest friends Bill and Bob made it through in one piece. Bill managed to end up in charge of the recruitment center, and Bob ended up in charge of the operations center. Any way I digress, after a while I had managed to build up the reputation of an indestructible, unflappable and the entire best test pilot in the program.

After awhile of testing, there was a ship that took the lives of several Kerbal’s who panicked and did the wrong thing. So I was picked as the next test pilot by a jealous boss who wanted to see me out of the picture, so to speak. My boss was sure that this would be the time I panicked and lost my cool. He was sure that I would not return. The test objectives were to analyze the handling characteristics and what it could do over all. The aircraft had been named by an engineer who walked in a group who were trying to name it and said “frak†when he saw the imposing aircraft. The next day as I sat on the runway in FRAK-1 as the aircraft had been named. I felt an overwhelming urge to do some crazy things, but I barely squelched that urge when I remembered what my boss said right as I was leaving his office.

“Remember, you might not make it back alive.â€Â

Then with a determined look on my face, I started up the engines and called the tower and requested clearance to taxi to the runway and take off. After I received clearance, I throttled the two engines and reached my taxi speed of 20 m/s. As I neared the runway I pulled back the control stick to ease the bump of entering the runway. And too my surprise, the aircraft nearly took off on its own. I then activated the onboard flight recorder and made note of that fact. As I positioned myself on the runway in preparation to take off, I called the tower and received clearance to head up into the truly wild blue yonder.

ATC: *static* permission is granted to ascend to 5 clicks up, over *static*

FRAK-1: Willco

ATC: Please report your velocity when you reach 5 clicks, ATC out.

When I neared five clicks, I glanced at my speedometer, after a second or two; I looked back at the speedometer in disbelief. It was reading just over 350 m/s!

FRAK-1: ATC, my speedometer is reading just over 350 m/s, can telemetry confirm?

The disbelief was evident in my voice.

ATC: FRAK-1, this is the ATC, yes we can confirm that your velocity is over 350 m/s. requesting that you head up and see how high and fast you can go.

FRAK-1: Willco

ATC: Understood FRAK-1, good luck.

FRAK-1: Understood tower, talk to you when I get back into comm. range.

Then I hauled back on the stick and put FRAK-1 into a 65 to 70 degree climb and as I neared 25,000 meters one of my engines flamed out and she started to spin. So I shut down the engines and coasted up to my apoapsis while trying to keep the aircraft entering a spin. When I felt my stomach start to rise, I risked a glance at my altimeter and gaped at it in shock when I realized it read just over 105 km in altitude.

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Chapter 2

As I continued to struggle with keeping her nose pointed at prograde, I found that the ships electrical systems were running low on power. So I stopped trying to face prograde to conserve power. As this was a test craft, I had sensors in the air intakes to let me know how much intake air that was not getting used by the engines. I watched the altimeter, velocity indicator, and the air intakes like I was a drowning man and they were my life raft, which as I thought about it was a lot more accurate than I first thought. A high-pitched squeal of an alarm cut through my thoughts, which admittedly were getting pretty morbid.

Startled I swore and cut off the alarm, which I had set for my intake air. Slowly I throttled up the engines, coaxing just a little bit more out of them and started pulling out of the dive. I leveled off at about 15 KM traveling almost 1000 m/s!! I nearly lost control when that fact sunk in. Recovering from my shock, I turned the aircraft around towards the KSC. About halfway to the continent on which KSC was located, the low fuel light blinked on. I had only about 20-30 liters of fuel left. Knowing that much fuel would not get me to the KSC at the altitude which I was flying at, I risked another sub-orbital hop. When I descended 15 km again, after passing a 90 km apoapsis, I noticed land on my three o’clock. Turning that way, I decided to try and land rather than risk flying to the KSC.

Touching down gently, one of the nice but annoying things I noticed about FRAK-1 is that even though it takes about 60-80 m/s to take off. I could have my airspeed at 40 m/s and I could pull up gently and gain about 100 meters in height. Finally I applied the brakes as I touched down again, bringing the aircraft down to a halt. Looking at my navigation radio, the readout showed that KSC was about 60-70 km away. Desperate to save weight so that I could return to KSC safely and in one piece, I emptied out everything that I could. Admittedly it was not a lot of equipment. I pulled out the flag that was in each capsule, looking at it fondly, I gently but swiftly set it up and placed a plaque at the base commemorating my safe return to land.

Saluting the flag, I turned and ascended into the cockpit of my aircraft. Checking to make sure the engines were working, I pushed the throttle up to the max and was airborne shortly. Then we entered a 70-75 degree climb. At about ten kilometers up the tanks ran dry, coasting up to an apoapsis of 15 km. I was fervently praying that we would make it back. Just then the video comm., which had been on the entire time but turned down so I would not have to listen to static the entire time, crackled to life and faintly I heard a worried ATC requesting a status update, as part of the standard thirty minutes status check.

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Left align is better than center. Your story telling is excellent!

Keep it up! I'm in for the ride.:cool:

And thanks for you comment on the rep. We all start the same way and learn as we go.

Edit: I see you are still tinkering with the first part. Yup! You are headed in the right direction. :)

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I bet ATC are going to be surprised - and I'd love to be a fly on the wall for the debriefing. The look on Jeb's boss's face is going to be priceless :D

As for the formatting - I know some other folks that have been having problems with paragraph indenting so don't worry about it. I tend to just put a blank line between paragraphs - it might not be the neatest way of doing things but its fairly readable.

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I bet ATC are going to be surprised - and I'd love to be a fly on the wall for the debriefing. The look on Jeb's boss's face is going to be priceless :D

As for the formatting - I know some other folks that have been having problems with paragraph indenting so don't worry about it. I tend to just put a blank line between paragraphs - it might not be the neatest way of doing things but its fairly readable.

Thanks a bunch, now I have to answer that to stave off my own curiosity :( not sure when the next chapter is coming out. But it does contain a plot twist in it some way, some how :D:sealed:

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Chapter 3: Release

“Beep, beep, beep". The shrill alarm cuts through my thoughts as I am thrown sideways in my seat inside of my home-built SSTO, the Wyvern Mk I. Swearing rather loudly, I reached across the cockpit and shut off the fuel flow to the jet and then silenced the alarm, leaving the job of aiming the craft prograde to the onboard S.A.S and reaction wheels. Right before we were passing the prograde marker on my navball, I kicked in the prototype atomic engine. That hopefully, would get us into orbit without using too much fuel. The eggheads on the ground insisted that it had the highest ISP of all of the prototype high efficiency engines, clocking in at 800 seconds when in a vacuum. Yeah, like I believed them. I don’t really think that the papers and math that they use applies in any real sense. When I took off my ship contained a full fuel load of 440 liters of oxidizer and 660 liters of liquid fuel. Once we completed the orbital insertion burn, the gauges read at 430 liters of liquid fuel and 360 liters of oxidizer. Raising CAPCOM from Mission Control on the video comm., I requested a status update on my orbit. When CAPCOM responded, the disbelief was evident on his face.

CAPCOM: WYVERN, this is CAPCOM, FLIGHT is showing that your trajectory has almost no eccentricity; the difference is almost 300 meters exactly!

WYVERN: Understood CAPCOM, what are my mission parameters?

I replied numbly, shocked that I had managed to fly so well.

CAPCOM: None at the moment WYVERN, we will update them when we receive our orders.

While waiting, my mind wandered back to the story my grandfather had told me when I was just a young Kerbal. We were in a museum and he was in the middle of the story….

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As always, I would like some feedback as to what you guys think. The chapters will be some what piecemeal, but I do have a general idea of what I am going to do with it though

I bet ATC are going to be surprised - and I'd love to be a fly on the wall for the debriefing. The look on Jeb's boss's face is going to be priceless :D

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Not quite what you were thinking right?

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As always, I would like some feedback as to what you guys think. The chapters will be some what piecemeal, but I do have a general idea of what I am going to do with it though

Not quite what you were thinking right?

Nope - but that's a good thing! :) I also like the way you're switching between the present day with Kaos and the past, using his memories of Jeb's story.

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Chapter 4: The Return of Jebediah

As I heard the transmission over the video comm., my heart leapt for joy in my chest. Almost dropping the mic, I responded with a huge grin on my face.

FRAK-1: ATC, this is FRAK-1, glad to hear your voice again!

ATC: ….

FRAK-1: ATC, are you still at your post? Is anyone there?

ATC: …. w-w-w-we thought you were dead! We have not heard from you for a couple of hours…. *his voice trails off*

FRAK-1: *grins slightly* nope, still alive and kicking. Sorry to disappoint. *grin fades* who said that I was dead? Who started that business?

ATC: Glad to hear that you are still alive and kicking, not very many of us are disappointed. *turns from the screen and calls over to another controller* hey Jack, you owe me that beer. *turns back to the monitor* Sorry about that, a buddy and I had a bet going… *grins sheepishly* as you know I won. *grows serious* mainly it’s your boss who will be disappointed when we tell him.

FRAK-1: *cuts in urgently* don’t let anyone know that I made it back yet!

ATC: Okay, locking down the tower… done. Now no one will be able to get in or out, hurry though not sure how long I will be able to have this in place. Anyway, your boss declared you MIA at the press conference he is holding in front of the Space plane Hanger.

FRAK-1: *a crazy grin appears on my face* Stay quiet and we'll give him a nice surprise, FRAK-1 signing off.

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Chapter 5: The Twisted Path

"I pitched over at my 15 km apoapsis and started glided to try and reach the runway, which was about 50 km away. After 10 min, I neared the runway and realized that I was not centered on the flight path. By this time I didn't have the altitude or airspeed to change my heading to touch down dead center on the runway. Thus I glided right over the hanger and the crowd that had gathered in front of it.â€Â

“My wife at this time was a public affairs officer for the space program, so she was at the press conference seated in a numb shock at the news.â€Â

“I was sitting in shock alright,†commented Mandie as she arrived and wrapped her husband in her arms while kissing him gently.

“Now, where is my grandson?†questioned Mandie.

“Right here grandma!†squealed K as he leapt into her hug.

“There he is!†exclaimed Mandie, pulling him tighter into the hug.

Turning to face Jeb, she inquires “Why don't’ you finish your story about how we meet?â€Â

Grimacing, Jeb replied, “Well, I haven't told him that yet. Oh well, the cats out of the bag now. K, this is the story of how your grandma and I meet.â€Â

“Cool!!!†exclaimed K.

“Where was I before your Grandma so rudely interrupted?†Jeb asked them both, glancing over at his wife lovingly.

“I was in shock over the fact that you were MIA.†answered Mandie quietly.

“Ahh yes, that’s where I was†grinned Jeb “let’s continue from there, shall we?â€Â

Both Mandie and K nodded in agreement.

Mandie glanced up to search the sky for this test-pilots star. She gasped in shock when instead she saw an aircraft come gliding over the hanger with no more than 20 meters to spare! Because my engines were dead, I was able to hear the collective gasp of shock as I flew overhead and the rest of the reporters glanced upward to see the cause on Mandie’s shock. I barely made in onto the runway about a kilometer away from the hanger. Again I was pleasantly surprised at how much FRAK-1 wanted to stay in the air. Climbing out of the aircraft I waited for the rush of Kerbal’s to reach me.

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Sorry that they are so short, but I will be needing some help with the next chapter, does anyone have any good fictional news stations that I can use? As always any feedback is welcome. Also sorry if I confused anyone with that jumble of words. I am most certainly not a writer at all

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:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D he's thinking about it... HE'S THINKING ABOUT IT... HE'S THINKING ABOUT IT

:D nice

What I was intending to do was edit my answer before you got to it saying: the only reason I am referencing EE WWK series is to provide a sense of chaos. that was so that I would be able to answer one of the questions in the prologue. Let me put it to you this way, would losing a space battle at a planetary system far from your own fill the streets with a sense of panic? Or would having the Space Center that is no less then 20 kilometers and no more then 100 kilometers being completely destroyed fill the streets with panic?

Sorry for being harsh, I like to win any debates I am in

Also if someone would be kind enough to come up with a logo, that would make my job a whole lot easier since I am not an artist at all

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