Gift of a Ghost
Author Note: I not sure if I did this right, but I rather get it out of the way now then later. Let me know if any of you have any ideas.
Chapter Two:
I'm so sorry.
Tali eyes quickly open, and she jumps up nearly screaming, and breathing very heavily.
She was remembering her last waking.
She remembered being shot in her chest trough her suit and right through her chest by a small but very bright beam light.
She was lying on the ground, dying.
And she saw two large and strange looking figures moving towards moving to finish her off, and a third appeared out of nowhere behind them.
There was a flash of light.
And then a voice, then that was it.
She was supposed to be dead right now.
She knew that she was supposed to be dead, but she was still alive.
That is impossible.
A suit breach of that for a Quarian of that nature meant instant death for her, she was so confuse.
She was so busy waking up from her near death shock, and trying to think as to why she was or is still alive.
That she did not pay attention as to where she was.
Before she realizes it, she looks as to where she was she knew she was resting in a very soft bed with white colored bed sheets.
The small bed she was in was inside a short of sphere shape pod with a glass pod.
And it was after that, that she soon came to realized that she was also completely naked. She quickly covered her expose her all pale body with the bed sheets in embarrassment.
She saw that everything outside the pop was different, and familiar, as the pod was in a shape you only find on what she heard was on a all expensive luxury liner. The room was those of…the old ships, of the Migrant Fleet.
She was home.
She then knew that she was in one of their advance the medical treatment facilities, onboard the Rayya.
But this pod, let alone this bed, everything was like nothing special they had in the fleet.
She looked what was outside the room was empty, as far she could see, she then turn her head to the left, and then the right.
Once turned to the right.
She saw someone in a special light grey environmental suit, with a little red on the suit and all red straps. The suit of a Quarian Fleet Admiral and not just any of the fleet's Admirals on the Admiralty Board, but that of Rael'Zorah, her father.
He was knocked out and dead asleep, head down, and sitting in a chair, next to her pod.
She was so confuse, but she knew that she was back home, and still very tired.
The soft bed was tempting her to just go back to sleep as well.
She laid herself back, laid her head on the soft pillow. She pulled up the soft bed sheets, and went back to sleep.
You're going to be alright.