Author's Note: Why hello there! This will be my first ever go on fan fiction and I'll take any critique waiting to destroy my confidence. Dead Space fan fiction does not appear to have much following but I plan to improve on that with this story. Rated T for language and violence. The rating may rise with the glorious gore.
Note: There will be plenty of OCs in this but there will also be some names from the game as well.
Disclaimer: Please take notes that "I do not own any characters that belong to Visceral Games and EA" and tuck these notes into your pocket.
* Spoilers Included
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?: So that's the deal? Your sending that huge thing here?
Tiedemann: Isaac Clarke is dangerous, if not, in many ways. The marker here is of less importance than the one currently being sent to you.
?: This Clark of yours seems like one hell of a guy. What did he do to warrant such cautious attention?
Tiedemann: He is the sole survivor of the Ishimura Incident and has been in contact with a marker. He is no unitologist from what I've seen from him but he seems attentive when we mention the marker... I've had bad premonitions lately. The rebels on the sprawl keep growing in number and just yesterday 2 of our mental patients escaped thanks to them. I fear they will break through to Clarke and set him free. God knows what he will do then.
?: What with that "marker" anyway? It seems like all trouble began when you first brought that thing there.
Tiedemann: Nonsense! The marker will advance our technology to places we never even imagined before! The trouble on the sprawl that happened at the time was just coincidence.
?: I don't necessarily believe tha-
Tiedemann: Oh shit! Elena! What just happened? We'll have to cut this conversation short. Something has come to my attention.
?: ...
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