After so long he has found his way back to the mech bay.  In his face a  
ghostly look like that of a traveler on a long journey, a journey that 
seems to have no end.  Quickly he finds what he came here for , the 
Garnet Hawk,  his favorite variation of his Timberwolf.  With steps of a 
man that has come this way for years he climbs aboard the cockpit and locks
himself in.

Huh! To believe the feel of being here would be like a memory. HA!  The
call.  After so long.  The smell of this place where I had spent so many 
hours of such odd quality is so new and yet so familiar.  After our gr
eat victories as a mighty Clan over our enemies, those years in which all
 was new to me and so quickly did I grew.   Only for there to be a truce 
that was followed by politics.  Ha , ha, ha  Warriors doing politics, 
no wonder it all faded away.  Then we became this colossal union that would 
assure our victory and our right  but there was no combat,  only 
tournaments .   Those were never for me, I am not a garrison soldier , I am a 
field WARRIOR and I've been fed peace.  Games to keep me busy but they
just made me sick!  The call.

   What then if so harden by combat , so proud for the allies we made and 
so dull because of games, Why do I feel like this ? 

   Oooohhh!   I know you. The thrill of battle, my old friend has come
back.   Yes, welcome come and make me proud again.   Let the anticipation
drive up my fear, and my fear my anger and my anger my wrath so that all
who stand in my way should die!  Die like they always did, not for prize 
or recognition but for honor and the clan.  Yes battle bringing with you 
all of your misfit friends; chaos , death , destruction , fear, anger 
, confusion , For I will bring with me My Clan, and Victory .  And if 
for a second you think that death my find me well be surprised for I'll 
call out for it and when it grabs me , if it ever does be assure that 
I will spit on its face before forever I'll be out of combat and assure 
her on the way to hell that my Honor and my Clan will forever stand 
in Terra and so I have had the last laugh!

   The call for combat, finally.  It seems like an eternity.

   Yes battle , my old and dear friend it is a date...  I'll see you 
soon, In the Killing Zone.

He opened his cockpit and climbed out .  But there in his face was no 
longer the look of the traveler but the look of one who has just come back 
home.  Here he comes