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-5 Months before the Protoss "Purification", Neviston Court-

A hearing was being conducted in one of the courtrooms in Neviston. A smuggler was being tried for possession of illegal goods and other crimes.

Judge: "William Claiborne, you have been charged with possession of illegal goods, transport of restricted goods to enemy states, illegal transport of military grade weaponry, and resisting arrest. How do you plead?"

Claiborne: "Not guilty..." -muttering- "ya lousy pig.."

The trial continues for a while, lots of damning evidence is brought up against Claiborne. Despite the best efforts of Claiborne's lawyers, the verdict was inevitable.

Judge: "William Claiborne, you have been found guilty of the above crimes. You have been hereby sentenced to twenty years imprisonment, with labor being part of your punishment. Your aircraft is also hereby confiscated by the Imperial Alliance, and your pilot's license revoked. Take him away."

The judge slams his gavel on the bench, dismissing the case as William Claiborne yells obscenities at the court. He soon finds himself at a prison outside of Neviston...

-Protoss "Purification," Neviston-

Claiborne is languishing in a prison cell at the time of the attack. He is sitting, bouncing some sort of ball off the concrete side of his prison cell when the bombardment comes in. A Protoss turbolaser blast strikes a glancing blow on the prison, blowing a hole in Claiborne's cell as alarms begin ringing.

Claiborne gets up, stuffing his ball in a pocket. He peers through the hole, looking for any guards. He doesn't see any, and decides to make a break for it. He leaps through the hole, landing on a lower floor with some rubble. He starts running away from his cell. He doesn't know where, all he knows is he has his chance.

As he runs, a blast shock wave knocks him over. He gets up, face bloodied and bruised, and looks behind him. The cell block he was just in has now been destroyed by another turbolaser blast. He then looks up to see the thousands of ships attacking Earth. A primal terror grips him as the horrific scale of the assault grips him. He starts running again, looking skyward in a vain attempt to see and avoid incoming fire.

Claiborne eventually finds his way to the remains of the prison motor-pool. In it is an intact squad car, with no guards defending it. Claiborne runs to the car, getting in and finding keys inexplicably waiting for him, along with an assortment of police weapons. He starts the car, driving out on to the decimated streets of Neviston.

Claiborne drives several city blocks before another turbolaser blast destroys the road in front of him. His car swerves, crashing in to a pile of rubble. Claiborne gets out, grabbing some of the weapons in the car, and sets out on foot. As he runs, trying desperately to get out of the city, he looks up again, seeing the battle above. Human ships were now putting up resistance to the Protoss onslaught. Whole groups of Protoss ships flash out of existence as Aneph forces move in, while explosions mark where more conventional weapons are in use.

Claiborne continued, driven by overwhelming fear as he ran through the ruined city. Eventually, he reached a maglev station in a somewhat less destroyed part of the city. The trains were somehow still operational, with one just pulling in to load evacuees. He ran towards the train, passing other evacuees as a guard spotted him and tried to stop him. Of course, the guard was only a rail employee, and had no real weapons, Claiborne did. He raises the police shotgun he has and points it at the guard.

Guard: "Hey! You! Stop!"

Claiborne: "Please, is now really the right time to enforce minor security policy? I just want to get out of here!"

The guard backs down, letting Claiborne pass. He shoved his way on to the evacuation train, staring at the devastation as it speeds out of the ruined city. As his head clears, the implications of the attack start to dawn on him. His cell was vaporized, and nobody saw him take the car. Not to mention, a missing smuggler isn't going to be high on the priority list of authorities. He was a free man...

OOC: Character intorducton/backstory. We'll see more of him on Frission...