In a distant space, a far away asteroid belt lay near. I flew my ship into the unseeing eye, not knowing what to expect. As I jump my Tristan into Belt 3 - Moon 8, I knew something was wrong. Quickly aligning to a nearby station, I catch a glimpse of a big red, flashing Drake. I knew I wanted that kill badly enough to risk a newly fitted Brutix.

As I am undocking my ship, my blood starts pumping for what is about to come. I align to the asteroid belt and about ready to warp as I see my corp mate login. I quickly ask for his assistance in taking out this pesky fucker. As I warp in, now having more confidence than before, knowing my corp mate has my back. I hit my Warpdrive and speed as fast as I can towards the Drake. We're engaged and I have him pinned.

As I watch my Blasters tear through his shields, I see an unsuspected cruiser jump in and ready to engage me. I quickly switch my Drones to chase down this little Cruiser knowing they can handle themselves. The Cruiser must get out as fast as he can or he may be an unlucky one. As my cap begins to fade away, my corp mate jumps in and keeps me stable.

Without the Drakes buddy, he knows he is a goner. He tries to use a Stab but knows it is useless due to the now 2v1. My blasters make quick work of the rest of his shields and blast through his armor. He doesn't have time to say anything by the time I reach his structure.

What a little noob though he could win, turned into a nightmare for him. He thought he had a 2v1 odds against me but quickly realised his friend wasn't as ballsy as he so believed.

Kill: http://www.insur.griefwatch.net/?p=details&kill=28