US Salvage ship Constellation-

"Hey Michaels I have something on the emergency channel." Anna Kristy said putting a finger to her head set trying to get a clearer transmission.

"Where is it coming from? Andrew Michaels asked.

"Not far from our current location. Judging from the strength of the transmission I'd say around right hundred miles North by Northwest."

"And what kind of transmission is it?"

"An S.O.S. Are we going to investigate?"

"Well we are a search and rescue/Salvage ship are we not? Stevenson change direction for North by Northwest."

"Aye sir." Alex Stevenson said tapping the necessary keys into the ships onboard A.I. system.

The ship leaned slightly as it turned and headed for the location of the emergency signal.

Two hours later-

"This is the US Salvage ship Constellation calling unidentified ship do you read? I say again "This is the US Salvage ship Constellation calling unidentified ship do you read?" Anna said in a direct link to the ship.

"Anything Kristy?" Michaels asked.

"Nothing. Their either in cryostats or dead."

"Well lets hope for the best."

"And what would that be sir?" Stevenson asked.

"What do you mean?

"Well sir we are a salvage ship after all and a ship like this could bring us a good payday."

"I don't believe you." Anna said. "We are talking about human lives."

Stevenson shrugged as he guided the ships air lock over the hatch to the smaller ship.

"Ok search team be ready to enter the ship as soon as we have a seal. Reaction team stand ready in case of trouble but keep your weapons on safe I don't want anyone to get shot."

"Sir we have lock." Stevenson said.

"Ok Search team move in. Williams take point."

A small group of men moved up to the air lock of the Constellation and opened it. They moved up to the door of the small ship and began cutting away the door. After a moment of blinding blue light the door fell to the ground with a metallic bang.

"Ok search team move in." Carlos Williams said.

The team moved forward slowly with motion trackers held out in front of them. There was a steady pulsing from the trackers and they all eased up a little.

"Sir nothing on the trackers." Williams said.

"What about bio readouts?"

"Checking that now sir." Tomas Kenneth said.

He brought up a large device that hung from a sling around his shoulder and started scanning the room from left to right them back again. The machine beeped several times when it passed over the two cryostats tubes but no where else.

"Sir there are three life forms in this ship." He said after looking over the read out.

"Human?"

"Unknown."

"Ok move forward and inspect the tubes." Williams said.

The search team moved forward slowly until they came to the tubes. Inside one of the tubes was a woman in her late twenties wearing Colonial Marine battle armor most of witch was melted to her chest. There was a bandage around her arm and blood was soaked through. The read out on her tube indicated that she was alive but in bad condition. The other tube contained two more females, Colonists from the look of the clothes they were wearing; they were both in their early to late twenties lying back to back.

"Now there's something you don't see often." Amy Marten said.

"What is it?" Williams asked stepping towards the tube.

"It's rather rare that two people can shear a tube and live. Something really bad must have happened to make them do that."

"Why? 'Williams asked.

"Well almost all of your cardio and pulmonary functions slow down to the point that you are barely alive and the tube regulates the functions. When their two systems in one tube the tube usually can't determine what to do and in most cases both subjects functions simply stop."

"So their all alive?" Michaels asked.

"Yes sir." Kenneth said looking at the readouts on the ships computer.

"Well there goes your paycheck." Kristy said kicking the back of Stevenson's chair.

"There will be other chances."

"Ok search team stand by and wait for medical to transport the tubes." Michaels said.

Williams and the others started looking around the ship for any clue to the ships occupants' identities. Jack Craftsmen started looking around the ship and found some kind of slime near the rear door to the ship.

"Williams take a look at this." He said.

"What did you find?"

"Some, kind of slime."

"Well don't touch it let medical fuck with it our job is finished after they get here."

As if on cue the two people in medical coats walked into the room. Without a word they walked up to the pod with the solder and tapped some keys and a computer above it came to life. It started displaying her vitals that were just above living. A young female nurse reached out and tapped a few more keys and slowly her vitals started to rise.

"Vitas are at fifteen percent." Clare Kevorkian said watching the stats.

"She's starting to bleed." Dr. Allen Anderson said as the bandages began to soak through.

"Vitals at forty percent."

"Respiration has returned to normal."

"Twenty seconds until the pod opens. Oh shit, vitals are starting to drop."

"Bring in the Gurnee."

A member of the reaction team slowly pushed a Gurnee into the room and removed all of the tools piled onto of it.

"Twenty seconds vitals down to twenty-five percent."

"Shit we're loosing her."

Dr. Anderson reached down for the electrode panels and turned the dial to three hundred volts.

"As soon as the tube opens pull her out and put her on the Gurnee and remove all of her armor and clothes I need bear skin."

"Ready for emergency hatch removal."

Four of the reaction team members grabbed each side of the tube and waited for the tube's seal to brake. Seconds later there was audible hiss from the tube as the seal broke and the Reaction team members lifted the lid and quickly slid it off to the side. They reached into the tube and pulled the solder out and placed her on the Gurnee and quickly ripped off her armor pealing away some of her skin that was melted to it.

"Jesus look at those burns." Marten said. "What did that to her?"

"Some kind of acidic burn." Kevorkian said as she went through a bag full of drugs and needles.

She administered some epinephrine and hooked her up to a portable heart monitor. The rhythm was chaotic but the epinephrine was helping to regulate it. Dr. Anderson placed the shock pads on the proper places on her chest and hit her with three hundred volts. She bucked hard almost coming off of the Gurnee and there was a sharp spike on the monitor then the rhythm went back to the chaotic rhythm again.

"Charge to four fifty." Anderson said readying for a second hit.

The panels made a whining noise as they charged.

"Clear!"

Dr. Anderson placed the pads back on her chest and hit her again. She bucked up again and the monitor spiked off the chart.

"Normal rhythm." Kevorkian said with a sigh of relief

"Get her to medical, Nurse go with her."

Kevorkian followed the Gurnee out of the ship and down the hall into medical. Dr. Anderson watched them leave then walked to the other tube with the two girls and hit the necessary keys and watched as their vitals steadily rose. It took longer with them than it did with the soldier seeing as there were two systems in the tube. The tube opened without any help from the reaction team and slowly the occupants started to come around.

"Easy now easy." Dr. Anderson said. "You're safe. You're on friendly ship."

The youngest of the two girls slowly sat up with her fire red hair plastered too one side of her head. She looked like a creature out of a monster movie than a young woman.

"I'd hate to be her husband." Williams said. "Having to wake up and see that face every morning."

There were a few chuckles in the room as she reached over and shook the girl next to her.

"Where are we?" The slender blond asked opening her eyes.

"You're on the search and rescue ship Constellation." Dr. Anderson said.

"Were you sent by the Marines?" The blond asked.

"No. We also work as a salvage ship in our down time."

"Where is Private Sanchez?"

"The soldier? She was in some real trouble but she is stabilized and is in medical."

The girls slowly got out of the tube and held on to each other for support.

"What happened to you three?" Williams asked.

"Monsters attacked our colony." The blond said. "Hundreds. We had no chance."

"Monsters?"

"They were like big bugs."

"Their delirious." Dr. Anderson said. "Probably from being in the same tube."

"It's the truth." The redhead said.

"Well what ever happened to you your safe now."

"Who are you anyway?" Williams asked.

"I'm Caroline Jackson this is Julie Caraway and the soldier is Andrea Sanchez."

"Let's get you something to eat then we'll bring you to the captain." Dr. Anderson said.

The girls followed behind the Reaction team out of the ship with Dr. Anderson trailing behind.