Author's Notes:

3/23/13: Hello Dead Space Community! I would like to introduce my very first fanfiction! Being a huge fan of the Dead Space series, I decided to write about my own interpretation of Dead Space 3's ending. This is just a preview...I'll see how you all like it and if I can think of more to write. Being an amateur writer, don't expect much, lol. Will definitely be focusing on Isaac x Ellie. And yes I will be keeping Carver alive. Also, my story will re-write some of the events of the DLC and eventually turn into my own plot and story line. Please read and review!

I do not own Dead Space or any of its characters.

Readers, please recommend me some titles! I'm still brainstorming some titles but suggestions are welcome :)

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chapter 0 :: prologue

The planet was falling apart. Isaac surveyed his surroundings; chunks of rock, metal and ice that he had just walked on moments ago, lay afloat all around him, floating in the vast containment of space. He was shocked he was still alive. Just a few moments ago, he thought he was doomed for sure. And now, here he was...an entire planet falling upon him, his RIG damaged, losing oxygen, his love gone, his partner dead and no way out. Once again, he felt as if he had lost everything. He had nothing to live for. At least he hoped he had succeeded in destroying the Markers -but the feeling of success in doing said task was not enough to mend his aching heart. He wanted to die but knowing himself, he always found enough in himself to re-kindle the will to live. Hell, at least, Ellie was alive and safe. And that's all that mattered to him the most.

He soon realized he was floating away from what was left of Volantis and the Brethen Moon.

Not good, he thought to himself. My fucking helmet…I need a fucking helmet…I've got to find one. I guess I ought to try and make it home...

Without the helmet, he would die from lack of oxygen and/or freeze.

He tried enabling his thrusters, only to find his RIG suit vibrate violently. Oh god, what now? He looked down at his elite RIG's HUD, barely functional, and read;

Life support critical. Thrusters disabled to conserve oxygen. Please replenish at your designated RIG refresh station. Life support will terminate in 10 minutes.

Great. I've got ten fucking minutes. God, just let me die already. Isaac closed his eyes. A feeling of depression hit him. He just didn't care anymore. He had lost everything. First Nicole. And now Carver and Ellie. He was once again alone, a midst this nightmare.

I'm gonna die from lack of oxygen. Hell, I'd rather die by a Necromorph after all I've done. Man...I wonder if Carver made it...

His RIG vibrated again. He looked down at the holographic screen.

Remaining life support at 5%.

He sighed.

Ellie… he thought. Ellie, please be safe. I love you…

Just moments ago, the two had shared an emotional, bittersweet depart. She had wanted to stay and help him destroy the Necromorphs but he had refused adamantly, denying her will. Tears had filled her eyes. In all his time with her, he had never once seen her cry like that. She kept begging him to just leave the mission and get out together while they all had the chance. He was torn on what to do but he had made his mind up quickly. She was unlike other women; emotionally strong, confident and determined. He loved that in her. And she loved him. He needed her to survive. He needed her to get back to Earth...to educate what was left of the human civilization about the outbreak. He had to protect her - even if this meant his own death. He loved her too much and wouldn't lose her again. He had already lost Nicole. He absolutely would not lose Ellie.

Holding her hand he had told her, "Ellie, when I finish this, it's all going down. Everything. You have to go."

She shook her head in disbelief. "No!"

"Isaac, no! You two, get out of here. Go back to Earth Space. Tell 'em what we found. I'm staying! It's all I got left!" Carver yelled.

"You can't stop it Carver! Not without me…I'm the marker killer, remember?" Isaac replied.

"Isaac...please…" Ellie said.

"Ellie, I turned my back on the world because I was afraid of what needed to be done. I lost all hope…all confidence. I gave up on US, Ellie. I'm not afraid anymore, Ellie. I'm not letting you down...There's a shuttle over there. I want you to take it and head home. We both know I'm not coming home."

And with that, the two shared an unforgettable embrace followed by a passionate kiss. A kiss that lasted too short. A kiss he would never forget. A kiss that had boosted his spirits...He was going to get this done. Then seconds later, she was gone. He had to finish this once and for all. Only he knew what to do…and it had to be done – to protect Ellie. To protect mankind. To protect Earth. To protect the future.

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