Chapter 3

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We stood on cracked metallic floor into a square room that looked like a broken down computer lab. Some of the wall circuits were sticking out, and some of the lights were missing from the grayish whitish metal plated ceiling.
"There was a battle here and the unsc Spartan unit won. so now, this is your makeshift base." Sofia said while Cody grinned.
Uhh.. I really dislike disordered places. Why do they think I never go to the Adult Pentagon?
"Wonderful," I said unenthusiastically.

"This is General Markson, leader of this Spartan unit. The commander of all these 30 something troopers." Said, Sofia, as we walked over to the older adult in a gray Spartan suit with his helmet off. He had white hair, brown eyes, and pale skin.
"First Son." The General saluted at me.
"Um, at ease General. Nice to me you." I said, he lowered his muscled arm. "Can you tell me how the Starfleet Military forces are doing?And what my father is doing?"

"Starfleet military units are mainly helping with the evacuations of the citizen to the double-decker Q-birds and are trying to retake the mountain launch hanger bays," Markson said as he sat down in his chair in front of blue display screens. "All the starships are able to be to launch, but the Reaper forces are holding the mountain bay door opening control room. He showed me on the screen showing me on the screen. "The President and the Cabinet members a.k.a, you're uncles, are overseeing the attack and defense operations." General Markson told me.
I nodded slowly after leaning back. I held a tired yawn in me. "Well, I'm gonna get some shut eyes," I said, looking around.
"Down the hall, to the left," Markson said, pointing.
"Thanks," I said then left the room.

When I pushed the button on the wall and the door slide open, it was terrible inside! The walls had holes in them, the floor has little puddles of water, or something else... I think the only good thing was that it had a nice bed. Cody walked in behind me, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed.

"So.. How are the comforts of war?" He asked, grinning. I sat on the side of the bed and Cody seemed to notice my, offense. "Are you ok dude? You don't' seem in it." He asked concerned.
I let out a sigh. "Cody. You knew me better than most; I don't know. All of a sudden the Reapers attack us and, considerably literally all our defenses are down, do you think we could have a traitor?" I asked.
"I don't know what to think. Truthfully I don't think there really was a security breach in the first place." He told me.
"Lights out!" A female soldier called from down the halls.

"I've got first watch." A male soldier said.
"Gotta go. Sleep tight dude." Cody said, exiting the moonlit room and left.
I took off my outer plating of Tron armor and 3DM gear attachments then laid down on the bed, trying to drift off to sleep. An hour later, I reached my goal.

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My eyes flashed open to the gunfire. I quietly stood up on the side of the bed as the morning light hit my head. I pulled on my Tron armor and attached my zip line gear to my waist once again then headed out the door. "What happened?" I had to shout over the loud noise of weapons firing.
"The Reapers have breached their our defenses on level 2. And all that knows is coming from a few halls down." General Markson said, moving some office objects to barricade the door. Just then Sofia and Cody ran in from another narrow hall.
"Guys. I'm going to try and transport myself to the City Defense Station! Maybe you should have the General call an evac transport." I said to them over the noise of another explosion.

"Alright. But if their receivers are down, we won't know where you'll end up!" Cody said back to me.
"I have to try. Just get out of here!"
"All right Garik. Be safe." Sofia said, nodding at Cody. I stepped back onto the pad, typed the coordinates, and was transported out of the old office.
//
A few seconds later I stood on the beaming platform inside the City Defense Station. Adults and a few Teenaged workers run around or speed walking with tablets in hand, some talking to each other.

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