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Rose Snow: Space Explorer (standard:science fiction, 1820 words)
Author: Nathaniel MIllerAdded: Jun 07 2015Views/Reads: 841/636Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A daughter of the Fed Commander turns rogue and becomes Rose Snow a terrorist against the federation, causing havoc until they have a family reunion while stopping her attempt to take the Depository of records.
 



Rose Snow, Space Explorer 

Rose Snow: Age 18, Occupation: Space Explorer. She has a medium build on
a five foot five built frame. She has long black hair, black eyes, and 
a fair complexion. She is an expert in demolition, martial arts, master 
of arms, electronics, terrorism, explosives, computers and networking 
abilities.  She can be considered armed always with concealed knives 
and throwing weapons and small combat weapons of small caliber. Rose is 
extremely dangerous and should not be approached alone. She is wanted 
for fifty five counts of terrorism against the Federation of Earth, 
three count of extortion, five counts of hacking, sixteen counts of 
kidnapping, thirteen counts of petty larceny and theft.  There is a 
million dollar award offered for her capture alive. 

Colonel John Smith stared at the computer image on his computer screen
of the youthful girl he saw there, a girl in her late teens, and 
labeled by the Earth Federation a terrorist. He stared at the round 
face, the dark hair and eyes and the masked face over the hooded head. 
He wondered about this youthful girl and what she had done to deserve 
such a title among the Federation heads at the Headquarters of Earth.  
The face was unremarkable as a human female, totally average to him, 
what they would produce in the middle-class civilians who lived and 
worked in the city. He did not know that Rose actually had a head on 
her shoulders and she learned to use it from an early age, showing her 
parents her ability of working with her hands and with understanding 
electronics. She was a straight ‘A' Student, by the school standards, 
but she hung out with the geeks of the school, the hackers, 
trouble-makers and less than average kids who were like her with their 
expert computing skills. 

“And she's a blasted kid.” He grumbled, turning his head and staring at
the window at the hazy outsize atmosphere of pollution belonging to New 
York City, from which he now had come personally. Col Smith had come at 
the request of the Earth President to take care of this group of young 
terrorists banded by this young girl. They had caused havoc all over 
the grid, had hacked major databases and systems all over the 
Federation. They had been in search of information and were out to keep 
on the actions of the government, who constantly kept the people in 
check with harsh taxes, and stringent work days and information 
blackouts. 

Colonel Smith got up from his desk, walking toward the window where he
peered out over the smog-layer that spread out across the city, staring 
at the many high rise skyscrapers in which had been built long ago, 
that still stood after a centuries. He then peered at the green and 
blue Atlantic Ocean that lapped against the shore as ships seamed 
across its surface. Even though space travel and tram service had 
partially replaced this ancient mode of transportation on Earth, ships 
still carried passengers across the ocean.  Not far, a ship sailed near 
the Statue of Liberty that still stood after more than three hundred 
years into the year 2256 AD.  Smith managed a grimace at the sight from 
his office, and turned away from the window.  He muttered a curse. 
Turning he grabbed his keys, pistol, shades, helmet and gloves, heading 
for the door of his office.  A few minutes later, he stood on the 
ground level, standing outside the office building/sky-scraper of 
official Federation Security Offices located in the city and he 
casually put on his glasses to narrow his eyes as he scanned the area 
in silence. 

“I have a bad feeling about this.” He muttered, “Something is going to
happen, and all fucking hell is going to break loose.” 

A moment later, an explosion thundered from behind him, knocking him to
the ground as laser fire ricocheted across the ground toward him. He 
rolled away to clear himself from being hit and watched as two security 
men, who stood nearby, were chopped to pieces as their blood splattered 
all over the ground. Another explosion thundered, and smoke billowed 
across the skyline and along the building's architecture. Colonel Smith 
turned his head as he drew his pistol and stared at the gaping hole 
near by at the entrance to the building adjacent to his building. Laser 
fire lanced out as several youthful kids took up position as they 
started a fire fight between guards and themselves out front of the 
building. 

“Colonel!” A voice said, and John turned as Sergeant Joseph Watts ran


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