Stranded 2

Contact

3 months later

We stood in formation in front of USS Montana's Ship Commander, Captain Marcus Cruz. Cruz was a rather tall muscular man with dark hair and a short stubble of a beard, his combat armor was old and tattered with previous engagements, and his left arm was a highly advanced synyhetic, he also had a carving in his chestplate it was a jolly roger with the words "Or Glory" under it. The rest of our team had personalized their new suits of armor as well over the years. Our new suits rely on highly classified technology and is intended for elite forces operating in dangerous situations and the harshest of environments. Like all other full-body vacuum-rated suits, they are self-sealing on most occasions, meaning that it will seal itself if punctured or otherwise damaged in a manner which compromises the wearer's exposure. This allows operators to work in the vacuum of space or other similarly hazardous environments. There were also thrusters located on the shoulders and lower legs, and a folding helmet that can be stored in the suit's Holographic Projectors which serve as the teams PDA and attached to all SEC issued suits chest region. Preyts was simple and had a poorly carved pig with wings on his chestplate which oddly enough suited him, his helmets visor was white. Tex had painted a highly detailed Rose with a lipstick print close to it with the words "Stop And Kiss Me" written off to the side on hers. Her helmets visor was Purple, Gage and i refused to wear the heavier sets of armor and decided to use older more..... "unique" armor, I wore a standard SEC Pilot Suit which reminded me of some badass space suit, it was equipped with shoulder plating, a neck guard, elbow and arm plates. My helmets visor was 3 blue V-shaped slits. Gage wore an Engineer suit that was unique, it was woven with classified SEC synthetic fibers that insulated the body from extreme cold and hypothermic conditions with fur-like synthetic fibers on the collar area of the suit. His helmets visor was 2 Red Vertically placed lenses over his left eye.

Cruz then began to brief us "Belmont im not going to bullshit around the problem this time. As you know 17 weeks ago The USS Klot was reported destroyed by the United Colonies...... yet its on the other side of that door and in orbit over Aegis 6. I know this was you and your teams home.. but thats why were sending you in, you know your way around the Klot better than the others and were hoping you all can remobilize the Klot and find out what exactly happend to its crew... think you can do that?" Gage looked at me in the corner of his eye quickly and returned his gaze to Cruz. "Yessir." "How long will your team need, several other teams are in place" Cruz questioned. "To prep? 20 seconds sir" "Good, be ready to cross the umbilical... were all counting on you." Gage hesitated. "Yessir." We all dismissed and walked directley to the air lock and immediatley began examining our gear and weapons. Gage opened the air lock and we all walked in and the door sealed tight behind us. "So am I the only one a little jittery about this." I asked to break the silence between us all "What are you scared of some space ghosts" Tex said giggling, punching my arm as Gage and Preyt started making ghost noises. "We'll be fine as long as I got these.." Gage raised his Assault Rifle which had the word "Adios" written on the side and then he tapped his pistol holster which snuggly held an "ancient" peice of weaponry in it, The Colt 1911 "and Preyts got that..." Preyt confidently raised his minigun (called a smart gun due to the fact it can automatically lock onto targets) to his chest. "And Tex has got that.." Tex nodded towards me as she held her pump action shotgun in one hand. "and you got that" he flicked his index finger at my Pulse Rifle "..then youll be a okay darling" Gage smiled at me as the door finally slid open.

we began walking through the umbilical and staring out of the glass into space "itd be a real shame if this shit broke" Preyt said, causing Gage to punch his shoulder and whispering "Shut the fuck up, your going to jinx us asshole" we were halfway through the umbilical when our radios went off "This is Montana Actual, Echo 3-3 is on route to aid with possible CASEVAC and remobilize the USS Klot, how copy over?" a long pause "Copy over". We all stared at each other and proceeded to the Klots air lock. Before we entered I stared and watched the small SkyCrane that was observing us walk through the unbiblical fly and dock in the docking bay. "At least we get some help" I said waiting for the air to cycle in the air lock. "Alright," Gage started "conserve ammo, i recomend everyone switch to pistols, keep your lasersights on, the last thing we need is friendley fire. if shit hits the fan switch back." I pulled out my revolver and ajusted my katana over my left shoulder if I needed to use it. The door opened and we stepped through aiming our handguns in every direction. "Fuck its dark" Preyt complained "Engines probably out, so were going to have to turn it on if we want light." I said as all of our helmets folded over our heads, which gave off dim light from our glowing visors, we observed the room. "Oh fuck" everyone turned their attention to Tex who was staring down a hallway of several coffins. we started walking down the morbid hall "What is this" she asked shining her laser sight on them "I don't know, funeral maybe?" Preyt replied. "No.." Gage said "..executions, bloodstains on the wall are at head height" we all looked on the wall noticing several blood splatters painting the wall. "Thats not good" Preyt muttered. We continued down the hall and came to the docking bay entrance. "its not going to open without any power give me sometine and ill get it open" Preyt said pulling out a small pad and connecting wires to the doors console. We all waited in silence... aiming in several directions, on gaurd as if we were being watched.....the only noise was Preyt typing on his pad and the echoing creaks of the empty ship. "I don't get it" Tex said "What?" Gage asked "Over 150,000,000 people on this ship... and we cant find a single sign of life" Someones gotta be alive I thought that many people just dont disappear. The bay doors opened revealing 5 SEC soldiers around the SkyCrane I saw earlier surrounded by crates and containers that belonged to the Klot. We began walking towards them and i walked up to Gage and whispered to him "Who are these guys" he moved his head towards me not removibg his gaze from the team before us "Charlie 2-1 from the USS Dixie, composed of Southern North America." I stared at him with a bland faciap expression "Oh thats just...Great" I said sarcastically making Gage grin a bit.