Space Pirate Captain Harlock

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In the distant future or perhaps in the distant past...

The human race has spread across the galaxy, founding colonies on distant planets.

Their population increased, until it exceeded billions of inhabitants

But resources were exhausted, the birth rate collapsed, and the human race is now in an era of decay

A movement began that advocated a return to Mother Earth.

But the planet did not support repatriation

A huge conflict for the right to return started, known as

"The Homecoming War"

And a governmental structure was born, the "Gaia Coalition", to end the war.

The Gaia Coalition declared Earth to be "a sacred place" where no-one was allowed to enter.

The planet became a symbol to view from a distance, even as the colonists on planets were dying out.

There was, however, a man who resisted...

and continued to venture into the depths of space.

A space pirate, immortal in the last century, and challenging warships of the Federation.

Wanted by the Gaia Coalition, code S-00999

His name is-

Kids these days, they don't know any better.

Always chasing after goddamn rainbows,

thinking there's something out there for 'em.

Velda's shutting down. I hear they've started evacuating.

The entire planet's gone in the crapper.

It's not the planet.

The whole human race is doomed.

Hope that can wait until I finish this bottle.

Another retraction ship?

No, hear that?

It's a battleship.

Wait!

We weren't any different in my day.

Just dove in head first like lemmings into the sea.

The Arcadia...

Hurry, before it leaves!

But space is a monumental beast.

The human race?

"In the vastness of space and the immensity of time",

we are less than a tiny speck.

Maybe even less.

What were we looking for out there?

We crossed the solar system, passed the Milky Way...

It didn't matter where we went.

We found nothing.

We thought lightspeed travel will change our lives,

but it only made us realize the sad, hard truth.

That we humans...

are all alone.

We heard you're looking for recruits.

We want to enlist.

We only need one of you.

Tell me this.

Why do you want to sail with us?

For honor!

For...For riches!

For freedom!

Your name?

Logan.

Don't ever forget this.

Freedom is what unites this ship.

All hands, prepare for departure!

You look after the new kid.

Why me'?

You chose him.

He's your responsibility.

The human race is on the decline,

and there's no one out there to help.

No matter where we go, what we do...nothing's gonna change.

And yet, there is one man...

One man who will never stop moving forward.

We have a positive sensor reading!

Object of increasing mass detected in low orbit over MX-201.

Red Alert!

So it's coming here...

Captain, target has attained superorbital velocity.

120 seconds until trajectories cross!

Dark matter detected.

Deathshadow-class Grade 4.

The Arcadia!

Captain Harlock!

I'll take the helm.

The captain has taken the wheel!

Time to earn your keep,

you bottom-feeding bastards!

Move it! Outta the way!

What's a patrol doing on this rock?

What about me?

What CAN you do?

I've had ballistics training.

Then find a goddamn open gun!

Move, move, move!

Incoming! Fighters launched!!

All fighters, use extreme caution when approaching!

Hmph, a pirate ship. Not even a fighter plane to face us?

Watch your speed! It's coming at us!

What the...

Sh*t, that's fast!

Goddamn phantom ship!

Who is that in Section 13?

The new guy, sir.

Well, what do you know?

Targets have turned 180 degrees!

They're fleeing!

Engines 6 and 8 were hit! Thrust reduced twelve percent!

Captain, signal received.

It's from F-Triple-One.

Hurry up! Head to the hangar deck and suit up!

We're going hand-to-hand! Move your asses!

Gravity field is disabled! Go show them what you've got!

Party time...

Don't move.

It's a retinal-affixing scanner.

Stings like hell.

Give it four or five minutes.

This is the closest we've gotten.

Just don't mess up.

Thank you.

Watch yourself, rookie.

The bridge is secure.

What the hell are you still doing, Kei?

Take a wild guess!

Wait, you!

What are you doing without your armored suit?

Gravity field restored.

Arcadia will now change course and evacuate this sector.

All hands safely home!

We need to shake the Federation pursuit.

Activate dark matter engine.

We're going to IN-Skip mode.

Yes, sir!

All sectors,

prepare to activate dark matter engine!

A patrol fleet in the MX Quadrant has filed a report.

One of their ships has encountered the Arcadia.

Operative F-Triple-One is on schedule to complete his directive.

Has he found them?

He should very soon.

Once he does,

Harlock will no longer pose a threat.

That outlaw has defied the Gaia Communion for a hundred years.

Make certain he is eliminated!

The Gaia Legion shall not fail you.

Your operative...

Can he be counted on?

Most certainly.

Ezra...

His Excellency, the Imperial Father,

is most pleased by your dedication.

I am deeply honored.

We await propitious tidings.

Throwing his own brother into the fray...

Shameless behavior, really.

There's a reason he became Praefectus of the Legion so young.

Who knows, if he hadn't had the accident,

he could have been Prime Minister.

But fortune eludes those who are ill-equipped.

What?

Why. Ezra?

Why send Logan?

Is that an objection?

He made the decision.

He went of his own will.

Praefectus, the tactics meeting is starting.

I'll be there.

I don't want to be a soldier.

I want to work with plants, like my Morn did.

Impressive, isn't it?

Bet you've never seen a ship that can repair itself.

No matter what hits her, she won't go down easily.

And that's not all.

Thanks to the dark matter engine, it never stops ticking.

This baby never needs to touch down, repair or refuel.

Dark matter engine?

Behold, the mother lode.

It's a relic of the Homecoming War.

It was created by the ancient Niflung and runs on infinite energy.

We don't actually have any idea how the thing works,

but fortunately the last surviving Niflung is...

...right over there.

The only other intelligent race encountered by humankind.

But damned if she...or it...says much.

Can I ask you something?

Is it really true that Harlock is more than 100 years old?

Well, heroes gotta have ~legends' surrounding them, right?

You better learn to keep your nose out of things.

Everybody on this ship has records. Or skeletons.

Bet you've got a couple in your closet as well.

But you know, what gets us going is all that Gaia Communion B.S.!

And the human race wastes

its final hours worshipping a planet it can't even return to?

Being born into a time like this...

We can't just sit around and do nothing!

Everything checks out?

Yes ma'am, no problem, but...

What? Just spit it out!

Where does he hide them?

The central computer...

Old friend,

our journey's almost over.

What you seek is not here.

The time will come.

The decision is yours.

Why have you brought him to us?

Surely you are aware?

You're looking for something.

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