It began with a simple contract to eliminate an Imperial officer who had stuck his nose where it shouldn't be. A very easy job in comparison to everything else he'd ever done. There were few details given, just that the officer needed to be dealt with as soon as possible. The pay was extremely high. Given the nature of the contract, the pay should've been a lot lower. But William didn't argue.

However, everything very quickly went south when his target was sent to a warzone, which meant he had to follow the damn lizard into a wartorn planet. Waiting was impossible, for the stipulations on the contract clearly stated that it was to be done as soon as possible - he couldn't just wait out the conflict down planetside. 

And so it was that William Watley, the grim reaper and the White death, took on the guise of a mercenary and boarded a crew of hired guns waiting to be sent to the frontlines....