Well, I've been trying to right a story but the story had other ideas. Here's the best rendition I came up with so far, and I'd love to hear what you think about it.
Introduction: May The Odds Never Be In Your Favour
Far off in space lies a region of space seven intergalactic jumps away from what is now known as Galaxy One. As such, it was unimaginably dubbed Galaxy Eight, presumably
by a bunch of fools. Somehow they managed to survive long enough to jump a complete circuit of the galaxies to tell everyone of their discoveries and sadly, their
new names. Legend has it that the sector of space now known as Galaxy One was once called by another name, but as this rather unimaginative crew decided to name
the galaxies they went to numerically, the old name for Galaxy One had to be given up. Now, surely you must think that the names for these new galaxies were to be
rejected (as they were so boring), but everyone else didn't care. Soon as people heard there were other galaxies out there to explore and exploit they were off. The way
old Earth gold rushes are described wouldn't even begin to do it justice. No one gave a hoot about what the galaxies were called as they were all too busy firing up
their spaceships and jumping out of the galaxy, and to this day the galaxies have been named numerically. The names of the galaxies have been changed recently
though, about fifty years ago. You see, until then apparently everyone believed that there were eight separate galaxies. Somehow a team of scientists discovered
that the eight galaxies were actually separate sections of one galaxy. The galaxies were renamed (as they weren't actually galaxies) as Galaxy Sector One, Galaxy
Sector Two, and so on and so forth. While the names of the galaxies -oops- sectors remained the same, nothing else did. There were huge changes from those early
days of space flight until now. Planets were named and colonized, technology took a huge leap forward, spacecraft changed and improved drastically and weapons of
mass destruction were created, just to name a few of the changes. What hasn't changed over the centuries is the luck and foolishness of those original explorers, or
more to the point, their children. The unimaginative crew of that historical journey numbered eight. One would assume that there would be plenty of young and foolish
offspring running around by now, but thankfully that's not the case. If it took only eight of them to change history, imagine what hundreds of them could do. Luckily
*snicker*, their luck and their descendants' luck had run out eventually, leaving only three surviving offspring. Space is huge, and filled with trillions of inhabitants.
What are the odds of the three offspring being in the same sector, or in the same system? What are the odds of them meeting? Maybe something like a
gazillion kajillion to one. The odds are against them, that's for sure and hopefully always will be. May Lord Giles have mercy on us if they ever do meet, because
who knows what havoc they'll wreck.
Your formatting seems to have gone awry, btw!
Yeah, I noticed that.... just fixed it up, though. Kind of hard to format it properly, especially with a slow connection.