Something, that sort of just popped into my head tonight(early AM) just thought I'd throw it out there and see what you think!

"Time is a deadly game."

I would always warn people of that. You'd think they'd listen to a rambling man, they're supposed to be filled with vast knowledge of both the unimportant and the unthinkable. I always feared I'd become one of those old guys, shaking in my boots, a cane pointing to the various degrees of the sun, telling the younger passersby that Solar would soon destroy us. Screw that.

"Don't pray to god when you're about to die, he's already ready to take you."

You'd be surprised how quickly people turn to a religion when faced with death. Being a bounty hunter would show you the many sides of a wanted felon. Anger, one because you managed to catch them, Two because they can't get free of your bindings. Happiness, because hey, atleast you aint killing them right away! You've got to take the time to set the trap just right. Sadness, because no one likes to be a target, and they've tried SO HARD to live a clean life. Yup, just tell that to the barrel of my gun sir or ma'am! Fear, let's face it, no one, no matter how tough or seasoned the person is, will be calm in the face of death.

'Treat others the way you would want to be treated!'

The hell remembers that old rule? You don't get that in real life, let me tell ya. Very rarely in this line of work do you find an 'honorable' target. When you do, they never seem as honorable as the rap sheet says. I used to be a mercenary, now I work as a free lance bounty hunter. Sure I had a team once that is old news. They shattered; I shattered, in body, mind, and heart. I don't need that last one, not after that last blow.

'I love you.'

Three short words, that causes huge impact. You'd never think that words could hurt, kill even, until that same woman that said those words too you, broke the very thing those words effected most. I should have saw it coming, I was too protective, too stubborn to realize that she was a asset, I wanted her to hide, to stay safe while I fought. I didn't do it way back then, the hell I did it now, I'll never know. You must have heard about it? Our breakup was more popular than the war going on around it. The media never really understood privacy. I had choice words for one guy that didn't leave us alone for a week; you'd better believe he had some rather 'inappropriate' pictures of us… God damn paparazzi.

"New hit, Forty thousand credits, D or A."

Kinda low for a fresh from the Do Not Disturb list. That's the sentence I hear most of these days. Nothing but the constant flow of words, descriptions, locations, all that crap. The guy I took the orders for the hits from was one sketchy guy. No real name, no number for me to call him back on, not even a 'Thank you come again!' Pfft, figures. I'd get the only guy in Lylat who was scared to reveal his identity, and smart enough to keep it to himself.

"I'll pay you double what they're offering! Triple even!"

I do hate negotiations. Things are simple, find target, set trap, Click, bang. See simple? Maybe I should stop talking to myself; maybe I shouldn't record this next mission. I just got a feeling that something big is going to happen. Something wild, crazy, or unexpected. I could use the distraction, all this reminiscing in the past has got me to thinking about how I miss the good old days. My mind calls me Fox McCloud. My employer calls me 'Shattered.'

"Even as the shattered heart can still beat, a Shattered Clock will still tick."

Some random guy told me that as I walked by him the other day, crazy fox.

Now I guess I'll go to sleep, I've got a meeting with the boss tomorrow, first time in person. Only took him four years to trust me. Maybe now I'll get those Tier Two jobs he's always giving to another one of his hunters, on that joined months before me, but he could sense was trustworthy within weeks. Lucky guy, must be nice to get those hundred thousand bounties, I could use some more funds. The cost to keep my past drowned out is going up. You know I don't really know what made me think of that quote, something about that fox was familiar, but I'll be damned if I remember where I saw him before. Oh well, I'll worry about that later. Now I have to sleep, and as always before I do.

"A'cc mubo ak ucc if ke 0ei jemotu0, no'cc ro kewokxoh uwuad. Cenerian for 'I'll make it all up to you someday, we'll be together again.'

The last words she let me say before breaking my heart.

No sorry, before it Shattered.

Again, just a random idea, I don't know when I'll have time to continue it, but if the demand it high enough I might be able to put it in my 'to update' list

H-T