The Sarge was doing his best to keep the girl and himself alive ,while somewhere , far away ,in a distant future, a certain Major drowned his nightmares in his favourite drink. Dark visions of doom and destruction had overcome him lately, he felt that something was definately wrong. Young Skullpecker was aware he had done a good job, his Slavemaster Battlecruisers having set the world on fire driving mankind onto the rim of extinction. Unfortunately, he was also aware that, among the few survivers, there was this one soul he hunted and it seemed, stronger than ever. He felt , bodily , the quivering energy reaching through time and space , willing and ready to battle the forces of the dark. It would be Skullpeckers last chance to get rid of that pure and good soul , that had crossed the plans of his family for generations. He , the last of the Skullpeckers , Grandmaster of all evil , would succeed. Boarding his fighter he started the search. Enjoy Dj' Poser , Life Grafix, terragen and a hell of a lot Photoshop.