I have so much to say and so little patience to type it all out, lets just say I am very VERY excited to bring this here. For the past two years I have been dreaming hard and working slowly on this Universe, for the Sungil. Leviatis is Sungil, Tellin is Sungil. This work is my child and has so much lore I still need to copy over to here. All I can do is ask you to do is please please PLEASE read and tell me what you think and be excited with me. Tell me your ideas, your questions, your thoughts! I'll try to keep things updated here with this, but my Wattpad always gets it first so I will leave a link if you'd like to check it out.

https://www.wattpad.com/user/LeviatistheDragon

It was what most people on Starlight-5 Considered night time, though some passing through were on different sleep schedules due to their journeys through the void of space. Starlight-5 was one of the larger space stations in the galaxy and a major port for ships of all kinds. Being closer to the center of the galaxy and orbiting a large blue star, Starlight-5 had quickly become popular for human tourist ships and rare goods freighters, both bringing in large amounts of money to help make it one of the nicest stations as well. Every station had its dark underbelly and Starlight-5 was no exception. Because of all the rare goods and wealthy tourists that passed through the station had gotten a serious thief problem that was hard to quell because of the stations size, so many places for a criminal to hide. But that was not a major issue on anyone's agenda, the government of the station allowed a ring of criminals to exist bellow as long as no one was killed or harmed above. It was a somewhat peaceful coexistence, but fragile...
A hooded figure in a black coat and long pants with zippers lining the sides was leaning outside of "The Shining Bridge" the most popular Bar on the station for rich tourists looking to pay triple what they normally would for a drink. It was also one of the more heavily secured, cameras around every corner and a group of Station guards always close by. The creature with the hood stood up straight as a human in a dark blue suit with a matching tie walked past and into the bar. It followed in after him and kept its head down to keep the cameras from seeing its face. The well-dressed human took a seat near the back at a booth by himself after grabbing a random glass from the bar without looking to see what he was drinking. The hooded one followed and stopped at the bar but waved away the mechanized bartender, it just stood and stared for a minute before approaching the man. The man seemed to be upset over something, he was very clearly distressed with his head in his hands, that was something the hooded creature could use.
"May I have a seat and share a drink with you, kind sir?" The hooded figure asked in a calm soft voice as friendly as can be.
The man looked up from his glass and nodded, not really seeming to care. The hood sat down and interlocked his clawed fingers on the table. "What brings a man like you to a dump like this?" It asked, chuckling a bit at his own joke. The bar was incredibly nice by anyone's standards, the tables were all made of a fine dark wood and the room was lit by small golden chandeliers that bathed them in a low warm light. Other people were sitting all around in the bar, enjoying time with friends or lovers as it was business as usual.
"The wife left me, she took the kids and left. I cheated on her one time, and she overreacts and leaves me! Did I deserves this?" The man asked, his face looking pained and red as if he was holding back tears. The hooded creature almost felt sorry for the man, but not sorry enough to not rob him blind.
"Only once, eh? I think she was wrong to leave such a good looking and obviously wealthy and powerful man. You do better, friend. She is the one missing out." The hooded one said with his hands still on the table. However under the table in his pocket two small rectangle shaped robots crawled out and across the booth seat to the man in the suit. They clambered their way into his suit jacket with gentle and light claws while their master kept him distracted with compliments.
The hooded one continued on talking while the man slowly started to smile and nod. "In fact, why were you with her anyways, she sounds like a total drag. A man like you could have any woman he wanted. I mean look at that chain you are wearing, is that gold?" It reached for it and pulled to get a better look at it. The man recoiled, but only helped yank the necklace out from being tucked in his shirt to reveal a Station guard investigators badge. The hooded creature gasped and yanked hard on the chain, breaking it and digging it in to the man's neck. Its robot thieves immediately sprang from the man and clung to their owner as he jumped up from his seat. The man grabbed the back of its hood and pulled it off, revealing a brown scaled Sungil with a flowing pure white mane. His eyes were green and sparkling, the scales on hos abdomen were white like his mane. He was a skinny built Sungil, but he had a clever and sneaky air about him that made him just as dangerous as any warrior. The Sungil thief hissed and whipped around with his pistol now drawn and pointed at the man. "Not another move there, friend!" he yelled while glancing around. He guessed he had about forty five seconds before he was going to be in some serious trouble with the station guards.
"I should be saying that to you. Put the gun down, you are under arrest for theft and whatever else your sticky claws have gotten into." The man said, putting his hands at his side and staring at the Sungil with smug confidence.
"As much as I'd love for that to happen bu-" He tilted his aim down for the mans leg in a visible motion, causing the agent lunge forward as if he was about to be shot, scaring Tellin into a panic. He shot three times and landed two hits directly into the mans head, killing him instantly. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, fuck! Stars why?!" Tellin looked around at all the people staring at him with fear in their eyes, but he felt more afraid than they probably did at that moment. He got to his knees and felt the mans neck for a pulse. Nothing. He had killed this man in front of everyone at the bar.
One bridge at a time buddy, come on... He thought to himself as he recomposed and stood up from the body to look around again. "You all did not see a thing!" He yelled before dashing to the exit.
He burst through the bar door and ran into the street sliding on all fours and kicking his hind legs behind him before gaining traction on the polished streets of the station. He could hear the sirens sounding behind him and rush of air being forced down by a guard ship as it chased after him. The guard ships were drop ships armed to the teeth more for show than anything else, until today. It was an unspoken rule that thieves don't shoot law enforcement and the law enforcement wouldn't use deadly force to stop thieves. He had broken that rule and he was sure how things would go down now.
As he turned another corner he ended up running into the middle of one of the streets, right in front of a squad of guards. "Shit, shit, shit..!!" Tellin turned and ran up the street just as the guards started yelling for him to stop. He looked all around himself frantically as he sprinted down into an alley way, knocking over a boxes with his tail to slow down pursuers. He could still hear the shouting and the sound of rotary engines getting closer. The alley had several sharp turns that Tellin took at random, jumping over one human civilian who was probably up to no good. He looked back and watched the man flip him off before getting tackled from behind by the guards chasing Tellin. The Sungil kept looking back a little too long as he ran back into the streets. The loud siren of a guard ship grabbed his attention while it aimed its two chain gun turrets at him. A voice echoed through the city as the pilot spoke into the loud speaker "Raise your hands above your head and get on your knees. NOW!" the voice bellowed at Tellin.
Tellin raised his arms up slowly and placed them behind his head but refused to get on his knees, glaring up at the hovering ship with its menacing guns. He could barely hear the sound of boots running closer over the roar of the ships engines, there wasn't much time before he would be completely surrounded. "KNEES! NOW!" His whole body tensed before he forward to his knees, and into a roll. Tellin rolled forward and frantically scooped the contents of pocket into the street to pick up a small black cube with several blue wires sticking out from where it should be closing together smoothly. The gunship opened fire and drew a line of bullets along the ground as it tried to target Tellin again. The skinny brown Sungil was too quick for the pilot though, he jumped far to the left and landed on his back. With the press of a button and the hardest throw he could muster, Tellin through the device up at the ship where it snapped into place on its belly as like a magnet.
"Please please, work this one time!" Tellin yelled while backing up on his hands as the ship turned and brought the hail of bullets closer. Just before he was turned into Swiss cheese, crackling bright blue lightning covered the ship, detonating its munitions all at once. Every rocket, grenade, and bullet on board exploded or fired at once. The gunship spiraled out of its low hover and smashed into the alley Tellin had run out from, possibly crushing the men who were perusing him before. One of the rotary blades spun from the wreck and cut through a glass buildings exterior before being stopped by a metal beam on the inside.
And Tellin sat staring at the destruction around him with his mouth agape. "I... I thought it would just fry the computers and force a lan-" His sentence was cut short as a fuel cell detonated in the remains of the ship. His ears were ringing as he stood up to look around. The sirens of more ships closing in on the billowing smoke snapped him from the daze, Tellin took off running down one of the only streets still passable from the square back into the urban jungle. He stumbled over a pile of trash, almost falling flat on his face before catching himself to continue running to get away. He payed no attention to his turns as the alleys got thinner and darker, going farther into what could be considered the slums of the station.
The slums were filled with what could only be called the undesirables of the station. All the riches that pass through always attract people of such status, some of them were pirates that stayed on station when their crew left, some of them were people come here to strike rich but struck out instead. No one ever bothered to go into the slum area to repair any of the lighting that had been stolen or burnt out, leaving the area in a permanent twilight compared to the lights of the rest of the station.
Tellin found an overflowing dumpster and sat down against its side, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. His breathing finally leveled out after a minute but his mind still raced with the disaster he had caused mostly on accident. He just wanted to go back home and sleep it off, his whole body ached and his head hurt worse than anything. He sat there for a few minutes longer, staring down the dark back street and half hoping the guards would catch him and put him out of his misery. To his disappointment nothing came out of the shadows to murder him, so he stood up with a loud grunt as his joints resisted him. He continued down his trudge through the darkness to find his home. He stepped out on what was the main street, no vehicles in sight, only a a few people dragging themselves around in the dim light and filth of the slums like him. Tellin knew his way around the dirty streets of the slums by now, every twist and turn and passage into the underground.
Sirens sounded and a gunship passed overhead, its spotlight brightening the perpetual night and startling Tellin. He pressed himself up against a wall in an attempt to hide. The large circle of light searching the darkness near him, only a few feet from spotting him. He lucked out once again though, the light flicked off and the sirens went silent. The gunship moved on, the hum of its blades moving farther away until Tellin could no longer hear or see it.
He continued on a little more carefully, staying close to the wall. It didn't take him much longer before he found what he was looking for. It was a large metal door two feet thick and locked with an advanced pass code system made by some human company. It was designed so that no one with anything less than a tank could get through without the code. Tellin typed in a twelve digit code he had made up a few years back for this door after cracking its lock software. He was pretty proud of himself for that, no one else had manged to do it as far as he knew.
The door unlocked and slid open with a Metallic screech. Tellin hurried in and slammed his hand down on the red button to shut the door from the inside, leaving him in the pitch dark of the musty wet room he had just entered. This was one of several entry ways into the guts of Starlight-5. Down here was were the real criminal filth of the station lived and operated, the internals of the station were too large and too deep for any of the guards to regularly patrol for everything that went on down here. Most of the underground was controlled by a gang of Sungil Tellin used to run with, but that was in the past for him now. He stayed down here because of how secure his home was, close to the entry door but far away from anyone else in the underground. It was perfect.
Tellin turned a corner and slid a wall panel to the side to reveal a warmly lit room, his home. His bed was slid to the right up against the wall, his workbench was on the other side of the room covered in dismantled machines and strings of parts handing from the ceiling. The real draw to this room though was the small window at the back that looked out into space. He slid the panel back in place behind him and sat down on his bed, resting his head in his hands for a moment before throwing his jacket off to the side and kicking his pants off with everything still in the pockets. He unstrapped his holster from his body and set it next to his bed, giving it one last look while remembering what he had done today. And without hesitation of anymore thought he fell back into bed and fell asleep with the lights on.