I am known as the personification of an outsider, so if you have met me you know what all outsiders are like. And I had dirt caked hair, goggles with missmatched lenses that had an oxygen mask attached to the frame, nose like a charging bull, a dirt caked full beard covering my round offset jaw. A High Impact Railgun Rifle model 17 slung over my shoulder, it looked like a silver and carbon 3 foot long railgun, I wore a slightly worn out ebony suit with mud stains on it, a plain dress shirt under the jacket, a belt with a metal sheath was at my waist with a Nucleus in the sheath, a viantium sword with a hard-light blad extension, and a pair of worn out leather boots with mud coating ths entire lower part of my boots.

I see the caravan I had been monitoring come by the cliffside, so I put my weapons in place on my exosuit, then I climb inside and activate it. Then I jump off the cliff I had been on and I dive towards the caravan below, when I got close I turn to feet first and landed, causing a puff of smoke. “Hello, this is my caravan now.” I tell them.

“Who says you can just barge in and take what you choose?” one of the people in front asked.

“This” I replied as I swung the HIRR-17 off my shoulder and shot him at close range, tearing through his armor and obliterating his midsection, after which he collapsed to the ground still with his smug expression. “Now… as I was say-" I was cut off as someone shot at me which I blocked with my sword. “-Alright then… let's go.” I shoot each one that tries to fight back and after a few minutes they all lay on the ground with gaping holes in places that make it fatal.

I get out of my exosuit and take my HIRR-17 with me as I gather up the supplies from all the trucks and load what I want (and what's most valuable) onto a single truck. I walk to check the final truck to see if there's any more good loot, but when I open the door someone shoots me in the shoulder and I duck to the side after being shot.

“I will hit a little more central if you come in my sights again.” the gunman tells me.

“There's your flaw, who says I need to be in your sight to shoot you?” I responded as I shot through the side of the truck, then I heard a thud as his body fell on its side. Then I added “That's why you don't shoot me.”

I walk to the back and see that I had hit his head and destroyed it, I walk past him and grab the valuable and interesting things, load it on the truck, climb in my exosuit and drive off a bit more cheerful for the new numbers I can to my kill count. After a few minutes I arrived at a nearby wealthy town, which I then parked my truck near the market and opened shop, selling jewels from rubies to two highly sought after pearls that had initiated a bidding war, several light firearms, a few heavy firearms, countless nuclear rods, and one truck. All of the items sold for much higher due to my well thought out and appeasing ploy/words.

I took the items I didn't sell and the items that hadn't been sold and carried them off, I stored them in my personal vehicle. I jumped in the driver's seat and drove off to my base, I parked the vehicle and transferred my items inside to tinker with them. I took parts of my exosuit and what I found to make a hard-light bodyshield, instead of metal plates which would slow me down. I built two gauntlets, left for communication and right for defense incase I was caught off guard. And lastly I disassembled the reactor core of the exosuit and made two smaller ones and a less stable larger one that I rigged to power the hard-light armor.

I hear something outside and run out to see several heavy armored vehicles, a few mechs, a phasion-drive tank, and a whole ton of people with guns. I run back inside, grab all my weapons, load them onto my mech, climb in my new exosuit, climb in the mech, and lastly I use my mech to pick up my HIRC-2 (a larger version of the HIRR-16, it is so big that it can only be used by mechs and larger, but if you can get a bullet fired off and it hits something, what it hit is gone, granted once you fire it the weapon explodes due to the amount of force from firing it).

I run outside with my mech and use the HIRR-17, gunning down lines of the people, dodging missiles and blocking bullets. Then I notice the PDT (Phasion-Drive Tank) charging up it's cannon, I switch to the HIRC-2 and fire through two heavy armor vehicles with one shot and it explodes after firing, I jump out of my mech as the Phasion burst hits my mech and makes it explode flinging me far and into the side of my house. I switch to my sword since my HIRR-17 was on the mech when it exploded, I activate my sword and I begin slashing, blocking and chopping all the bullets, plasma and projectiles they fired at me without missing one of them.

I run into their numbers and start chopping them down left and right, after a few minutes (and one many bodies later) I am hit directly with the PDT’s burst, which destroyed my exosuit and its hard-light armor, then made me fly into a truck with my left leg hitting it first and nearly snapping the bone. I get back up, grab my sword and throw it right into the PDT’s Phasion-Drive, which made a massive explosion, causing a few others to explode as well. As that was going on I tried to make my escape, grimacing as I was limping away as fast as I could, but I didn't make it far before someone shot my good leg, causing me to fall onto the ground. I turn onto my back and activate my hard-light shield, which blocks his rounds, I keep up the shield, then more people notice me and shoot at me (all of which blocked by my shield), then it started sparking and the shield started cracking, so I hooked up my left gauntlet’s power to my right gauntlet’s power, but even that wasn't enough and eventually the machinery exploded, killing everyone around me and nearly killing me.

“Now, I hope you've learned to not steal from the black market, well… you won't be stealing from anyone now…” he tells me right before shooting me through the head.