"Miss nice Harp? What the fuck? Dumbass..." That must be Tucker.

Another soldier walked through, but this time in a lighter blue colour. As soon as he saw Harper, he stopped dead in his tracks.

"Do I know you?" he asked. Shit. He kind of remembers me. Act casual. Act like we've never met.

"Nope. I just got here silly!" Silly? What the fuck brain?

"Yeah...Why do I feel like I've met you before? Oh well, I get it all the time. Really weird cases of Déjà vu. Anyway, welcome to the blue base. Harp?"

"Harper actually. I guess 'Miss Nice Harp' is Caboose's nickname for me." So close. He didn't remeber anything. Is he the AI though? Couldn't be the Alpha.

Harper was so lost in thought that when Church spoke, it startled her.

"Not any rules here apart from 1. Don't kill the Captain-that's me! Haven't found anyone who can follow that order. Let's hope you're different." As he said that, he kept pointing at Harper, making her uncomfortable.

Kill him? Shouldn't that meen he's dead? Definatley an AI. He can probably jump to robots. Maybe he can jump through radios like Omega.

"Sure thing Church..." Harper trailed off.

"She smells funny..." Caboose moaned.

"Oh! That's a point! Do you wanna take a shower after that crash? You sure need it...I'll make sure Tucker isn't crawling aournd. The last thing you want is him sneaking around to take a peek if you know what I mean," Is he suggesting what I think he is? That Tucker guy may be a bit of a problem. Need to keep an eye out for him.

"A shower? That would be great! Are there any show gels and stuff?"

" In this one there should be some shower gels but no shampoo. Sorry" Church trailed off.

"It's fine! I'm grateful for that! What about towels? Are there any towels?"

"Are you kidding me? Showers with no towels? What do you think we are? Primates?" He had raised his voce, and Harper had cowered back a little, afraid.

"Sorry, I get a bit frustrated sometimes, and you made me think of Caboose. Towels are in the cupboard in the shower room. Take your time." I can definitley see the Director part of him. He has the same short temper and the same raised tone.

"Ok, thanks! Nice meeting you two." She tried not to sound slightly scared.

Church started walking out, but Caboose's visor was fixed on Harper, as if trying to figure something out. Either that, or read her mind. His whole body was facing Harper and Harper hadn't noticed.

How long has he been doing that? What is he even doing? Trying to read my mind? Picturing me naked? Wait,what? I'm disgusted by my own thoughts. Who knew?

"Come on Caboose, she's going to have her shower, and you can talk to her later on."

Caboose snapped out of his trance and grinned at Harper, before walking out and closing the door.

This is going to be harder than I thought.

Harper walked over to the shower room, her heavy boots cluncking on the floor and weighing her down.

The shower room had blank grey tiles all over, even on the ceiling. A single cupboard was on the right side of the room, hung above a single sink and mirror. On the center wall was a shower head with a control panel next to it, with many buttons and knobs.

She plodded her way over to the sink, and took of her EVA helmet, to show the face of an exhausted 16 year old.

Her eyes were Hazel brown and sunk into her skull, with large black rings under them, showing how truly tired she was. Strings of greasy black hair hung infront of her face, the rest were tied up in a ponytail at the back, barely keeping together. She had a birthmark on her right cheek since birth, and looked like a brown blob on her face.

She stared at her self for a while, just wondering what her life would've been like if she hadn't been forced into project Freelancer. Mabye because he wanted to test AI on a growing and developing mind. Maybe some other experiment. Who knew?

He fucked up my life. He ruined my future. I have nothing left. No friends, no family,absolutly nothing. I have no talents, or skills in anything, apart from my combat skills. My stealth skills. All the skills a little girl shouldn't know. If it wasn't for him, I would still have a life, like a normal 16 year old. Go out, go shopping, have fun, but no. He came and took me away from all was a twisted Leonard Church.