April 12, 2525. I day that I would never forget, but I would also never remember.
My name was Jason Colchis and I was the pilot of the CMA scout ship Argo. I had just come out of slipspace in the Epsilon Indi system to check on the colony of Harvest because it had not sent any communications for a few months. Why? At the time I didn't know, but looking back I knew something was wrong as soon as I got there. When I tried to end a message it was as if I was being jammed, at first I was confused. Was it the Insurrection? Had they really taken over? While many in the CMA may have been sympathetic to the Insurrection, I was not one of the people with my family having a long line of military to the point, I was worried that it was the Insurrection but a moment later something I never even expected happened. A massive 1 kilometer long ship was orbiting above a burning Harvest. It was at that moment that I realized that we had a hostile first contact with an alien species, and that I was in their line of fire. However that was to be my last thought as I was destroyed by a volley of fire by the ship. Looking back my only regret is that I didn't get a warning out to the UNSC or really anybody, because every now and again I start to think, what if I had gotten a warning out, how many people would have been saved, would we have been better prepared?
