After he imperial fleet fell apart, like some miserable echo of the empire itself, men like him still needed to make their way. Scavenging, smuggling syphoning and stealing, by any means they could think to, those who had once been their stalwart defenders now began to pick the seven star systems clean.

As picking became meaner, so the means became more desperate, and not seldom would the pirate princes fling themselves across the open stretches of space to cling like a hungry tick to the shell oh ships and drrinking deep from their fuel tanks. The bigger the ship, the easier to remain undetected, and so the vampirates thrived (Sorry for the terrible name, could not ihelp myself cx)

Even amundsen vampirate