Eridian Promontory, Pandora
XX008, May 21st\
Damn, my head hurts.
Eugh, has it been the correct time?
Usually this doesn't have such a toll.
All of these were thoughts running through Elistair's mind. He had barely enough time to activate the Hydronix Cryostablizer before those damnable Sirens came barging in and would deactivate it if he had not set the proper locks. As he awoke, hundreds of skeletons, Eridian and Siren, were littering the floors. How on Pandora this could be, he was not sure. He did set it to 40000 clicks, which was not nearly enough time for an Eridian body to decompose like such. Immediately, he unsheathed his cannon, scanning for any signs of Siren activity. No such luck, as signs of life were barren save for his.
Holy Cr'iptarras. How long was I asleep?
He looked through the skeletons, seeing some of his former bodyguards and friends in various piles and places, even a few draped on the ceiling (Elistair didn't focus for too long on how that happened). Amongst them all were the occasional Siren bones, still bearing the deep tattoos of their kind. He hoped the Soul-Bind that was being implemented on Edenis-6 was finished by now, for the these brutes were quite definitely the worst scum the universe had to offer. Suddenly, the old, old voice of the Bio-Computer started up.
"CRY0STABLIZER DEACTIVATED. OUTSIDE SHIELDS AT .1%, AND CRITICAL. OUTER PALACE HULL AT CRITICAL DAMAGE CAPACITY. WELCOME BACK, LORD ELISTAIR."
"And welcome to you too, Computer. How long have I been in cryo-sleep?"
"APPROXMIATELY 900000000 CLICKS."
Oh no. No wonder his head hurt so badly: He had been knocked out for so long, the infrastructure of the entire place had become worn and weary! The cryo-tubes were probably needing a huge replacement as well, considering they went far beyond the max time needed before such a repair… Elistair knew what he had to do next; there was a planet out there, and he was going to have to confront it if he wanted to find a way to the homeworld.