The Legacy Of Humanity - A Splatoon Fanfiction

Prologue 2 - The eternal slumber.

3 days later...

Drake was in his bunk and playing his handheld game, while Judd, the Eden facilities cat and mascot, napped by his side. Judd was originally the pet of Manfred's assistant, who was supposed to stay behind until is father insisted that he would be the one to stay. His reasoning was that the Eden ship would need a younger crew member to maintain the cryobeds, and Manfred would be the best choice to look after the stranded survivors.

"Tough luck, huh?" Drake said to the cat, who looked at him with a puzzled expression. "We both parted with people we care about yesterday." Drake stroked the cats ears for a few minutes before getting up. "Well, guess I'd better go see how the preparations for the cryogenic pods are going." Judd got up, and followed him out into the corridor. Brandon and Takeshi, two of the guards from first squad, noticed him, and walked over.

"Hey, Drake," Brandon said with a tone of concern. He had black hair, and behind the glasses, dark blue eyes. "How are you holding up?."

"Could be better, but I'll live."

"Did you play that game I lent you?" Takeshi chimed in. The second guard had brown eyes and light brown hair. Both guards were fairly tall, and were in their armored uniforms. "That one will lift anybody spirits," he continued.

Brandon flashed him a look, while adjusting his glasses. "Oh yeah? Knowing you, it was another one of those fan service filled games." Takeshi pretended to look shocked.

"What is this slander? Here I am trying to do something nice for Drake."

Drake rolled his eyes, but what he said was true for once. "Actually, this one was pretty good. Which is surprising, considering cute girls is the only thing Takeshi looks for in a game."

"I aim to please, bro. Next time I'll lend you that game about the four goddesses." Takeshi smirked, and took a closer look at Drake. "But if you can make comments like that, I would say that was the perfect medicine for you."

Brandon sighed, but chose not to dwell on the subject. "By the way, Drake. Were you heading to the cryo lab?"

"Yeah, I was going to find out how much time we had until the final phase of Eden went into effect."

"Well, we were thinking of having one last poker game before we all went to sleep. Matt, Reggie and Justin, will be there too, and we were hoping you would join us."

"If I have time. For now, I'm going to go check in with dad."

"Alright, let us know how it goes." Takeshi and Brandon, went into the barracks that Drake had just come out of. Drake headed to the cryolab with Judd still in tow. After walking a bit, Drake picked up the cat, and carried him the rest of the way, while he purred softly. Just before he reached the cryogen bay, the door suddenly burst open, and Commander Mclarrin stormed out.

"Something wrong?" Drake asked, pretending to be concerned.

"Oh no, what could possibly be wrong?" Mclarrin snapped. "Just the usual. You're father is trying to rush things, while I'm busy making sure we have the best chance of survival. I don't know why we agreed to trust this unproven cryogenic technology. It needed more testing, but your father insists we freeze ourselves today!"

"Well, I'm sure he had his reasons. We do only have a limited supply of food, you know." Mclarrin just glared at him with no way to refute that. "And as most people would say, nothing ventured, nothing gained."

"I prefer no foolish risks taken, and no lives lost!" Mclarrin shouted, clearly getting even more irritated. "But why am I even arguing with a security officer about this? The decision has been made, and we go to sleep today. I suggest you get your affairs in order." Mclarrin stormed off, and Drake sighed as he entered the Cryogen lab. Manfred was typing something on one of the computers, when he saw Drake enter.