Terrors in Subnautica(Complete)

Part 1: A Subnautic Reality

Author's Note: Y/N is your name N/N is your nick name. For most of this story the others will refer to you by N/N until there is enough trust between the characters to share your real name.
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Third Person POV

She felt a little sore, very uncomfortable, and a little motion sick. Out of confusion she shifted opening her eyes. She suddenly realized she was both strapped into a chair and sitting in a completely unfamiliar room. Immediately her eyes lock on the man strapped into the chair across from her, what the fuck is going on here?

Looking around the small room she felt it was somehow familiar. There was a small odd looking machine on the wall beside the man, with a small floor cabinet behind the ladder in the center leading directly to an escape hatch both below and above it. Directly to her left was a fire extinguisher, but that was the only item not entirely welded down in the small pod.

She felt a slight buzz on the side of her head before a clear screen came up in front of her reading 'input name' with a transparent keyboard. Touching her head she felt a small bump by her temple she could only assume was some kind of implant causing her to see the screen.

Not really knowing what to do, and not trusting the situation she typed her nickname into the nonexistent screen, it beeping in response. Suddenly a multitude of stats and numbers came up right at the edges of her vision. A message popped up lingering for a moment announcing 'Achievement Unlocked: First Survivor Awake' before leaving a small symbol in the upper right corner. Just under the previous screen we're stats she could only assume to be health, hunger, thirst, and... oxygen? The already unsettling situation only worsened with that concept in mind.

To the upper left there was the word 'Players' followed by '1/?' Just above the title 'Psychological/Physical Doctor' which seemed to be the only part she felt she completely understood. She wasn't called a prodigy for nothing.

Unbuckling the seat belt she realized she was still wearing her clothes from when she had passed out in the street. Try as she might she couldn't remember when or why she had passed out, only that she had. Water and what looked to be sand could be seen through the window on the bottom hatch, and blue sky through the one above. She needed answers, so she knew the only option was to climb out of the pod to try and figure out where they were.

Climbing the ladder and pushing the door open, she pulled herself out immediately taking notice of several other life pods just close enough to swim to. They were obviously life pods, though more likely escape pods. But escape pods from what? She hadn't been in any kind of ship until having woken up here. She somehow knew what this place was, it was on the tip of her tongue, but still couldn't quite reach the memory.

A sudden explosion nearly threw her off the pod. Once steady she whipped herself around to see what had happened. The breath caught in her lungs, as her blood ran cold. It was the Aurora, or rather what's left of it. She couldn't believe what she was seeing, this is the exact wreckage from Subnautica. She finally knew why this place was so familiar. Reigning in her frantic mind, she reminded herself panicking wouldn't get her anywhere. She needed to be calm and logical about staying alive; after all there's a familiar unconscious face still waiting inside the life pod. She needed to wake him up before making any real decisions.

Climbing back into the pod she decided to look through the storage container first. Inside of it was one regular knife, one heated knife, one of those hand held propellers, blankets, and two body suits with flippers. Assuming it would be a lot less awkward to change now instead of when he wakes up she pulled everything out and put on the suit that looked to be closer to her size, storing her real clothes in the container.

The moment she had thought about making a bag to carry the items two floating bags appeared by the storage box. It seemed as though they had been camouflaged up until this point. Obviously whomever kidnapped them had thought of just about everything.

Since she made no attempt to put the items inside they seemed to disappear again, but she knew they were still there. Just then she noticed two little flying cameras that looked as though they could be waterproof in the corners of the pod. One facing her the other facing her sleeping companion.

They were being watched.

Whatever sick fuck had put them here apparently wanted to keep track of them. Just like the bags they suddenly camouflaged themselves. Great, how's she ever going to use the bathroom knowing there's not privacy here? Shaking her head, she wondered why her mind needed to wonder to things that didn't really matter.

Trying to remain calm she walked over to the young man and lightly shook his shoulder attempting to wake him. As his eyes opened and panic started to settle in she hoped he couldn't see the fear in her eyes. Hopefully he wouldn't think she was the one who'd put them here.

"Hey, hey, it's alright. Breathe. Is there a screen in front of you?"

After a moment, he nodded slightly,"Yeah, it just popped up out of nowhere. Where are we? What's going on?"

"Input a name and the screen will go away. It's not really there so you won't feel it when you try to type. I wish I knew what was going on, believe me if I knew I'd tell you. But right now we need to focus on staying calm."

He motioned as if typing on a computer before looking back up at her. The symbols went from '1/?' To '2/?' on her vision screen.

"It says I'm the second one awake."

"Yeah, it told me I was the first when I woke up too. I wish it would tell us how many people there are."

Sitting up straighter he seemed much more confused then panicked now, thank goodness he's level headed.

"I don't know much but I can tell you what I've found out. We're in an escape pod floating in an ocean. There are other pods close by but a bit of a swim away. Whoever put us here is watching us because I saw cameras flying about watching us before camouflaging themselves. I also found bags that do the same thing which I'm assuming will be for us to use."

He sat at rapt attention as she continued to speak, taking in and considering every word, thinking both quickly and loudly.

"I know this is going to sound absolutely crazy, but we're in some kind of recreation of the game Subnautica. I saw the Aurora wreckage with my own eyes. I don't know how this is happening or why but we need to survive. Obviously the best way to start is by finding and waking up the others, before trying to get organized."

Staring at her in shock he swallowed hard. Looking around the pod she saw the reality of the situation set in. Looking back to her he took a deep breath and stretched out his hand.

"I guess if we're going to have to survive together we should learn each other's names."

She shook his hand and they're names immediately became visible to each other, seeming to hover holographically above they're heads.

"Nice to meet you, Seán." She mumbled

"You too, N/N." He whispered back

After a moment of pause they let go and he unbuckled himself to stand up. She picked up the items from the storage to show him.

"This was in the storage. You should probably change. Only one of these knives is heated, do you want that one?"

"Uh, sure. Wouldn't that one be more useful though? Maybe you should keep it."

She chuckled lightly,"I know my way around knives pretty damn well. It would be better for you to have that advantage."

He thanked her as he took it and examining it momentarily. She climbed out the top of the pod to give him some privacy, and stood staring at the mess that was the Aurora. Whatever was going on, they needed to find answers.