#1260
In 3108, Khan Phelan Kell of Clan Wolf (in Exile) dies in the cockpit of Grinner.
In 3049, Khan Phelan Kell of Clan Wolf (in Exile)... wakes up, in the cockpit of Grinner and about to run into Clan Wolf. His 'mech has none of it's upgrades and he's back to being 18 again...
More to the point, he's less than a minute from Vlad and a heavy star of Wolves tearing up the recon lance of Kell Hounds. And Phelan is low man on the pole, with a reputation for insubordination already. What can he do?
Well, as it turns out, almost 60 years of experience and knowing Vlad pretty damn well is enough that Phelan is able to scrape a win over the other man's Timber Wolf, drag him out of his cockpit and fake enough swagger to talk the rest of the Wolves into letting him withdraw to the Kell Hounds dropship.
Captain Wilson is not happy about most of what's happened, but apparently Phelan is a chip off the old block: survived overwhelming odds, captured a valuable prisoner to hopefully shed light on who they ran into and even cracked the security on the 'codex' bracelet that the guy was wearing.
Meanwhile, Phelan wants to get back to an HPG and send some urgent messages to the Archon, to Tyra Miraborg, to his father... and to Jaime Wolf reading:
General Order 137. Time to tell all, Colonel Wolf.
And that leaves Phelan the time to get to Arc-Royal and then Tharkad to get Vlad talking, think how he will explain this to his father... and finally, to think over many many plans for snapping a certain Steiner-Davion's neck before she gets his mother killed.