I woke. This was happening too often that I was passing out and waking up in unknown locations. Yet now something was different, the air and space around me felt different. I opened my eyes. I was in a metal room. Gravity felt week. I was in space. This was my first time in a ships medical bay and I didn't like it.
I lifted my head to have a look at my body. I chocked slightly as I couldn't see anything past the bulges on my chest. I turned my head frantically. I noticed x-rays on the wall and saw that all my ribs were broken and I had a punctured lung and there was words written out on the board about my further injuries. I didn't dare read it.
"Doc! Doc!" I shouted.
I waited a minute or two before a nurse came around and look at my chest with wide eyes before pressing something on the machine. I knew what it was. They were putting me out. "Don't worry honey. We're starting surgery soon." She said calmly.
"Did any other ODST's make it?" I asked.
The nurse smiled awkwardly. "There was one that came aboard with you. He is in surgery now. I'm sure he'll be fine."
Taking another look at my chest the nurse cringed and quickly walked away as I slipped into a deep sleep.
January 21st, 2531
I have decided to write down the date from now on in this journal so when I read back in the future I remember what happened
Sargent Matthew Drastly
I didn't wake again until after the surgery. They had moved my ribs back into place and added some type of metal in between my ribs to replace the parts that they had to take out. My lung was re-inflated or something the doctors didn't give me a full re-cap but they told me enough to know that my injuries were pretty bad. During surgery they had done something to my calf where the plasma had burned through and now the skin and muscle had begun to grow back extremely fast.
I was told by a naval officer to report to my CO. I had no idea where Ferdinand or the rest of my squad was. I had asked the nurse after my surgery in Ben had finished his surgery but apparently he needed several surgeries. So I wandered the halls asking people if they knew where Ferdinand or the rest of my squad was. I had been walking around for several hours when I realized I could go ask Prøg who was down on the armory deck. I took the longest route I could find; just to explore the ship a bit. I found my way to the elevator, which took we down to the armory. It took about 30 seconds to reach the bottom and I walked out to immediately see Prøg sitting in a seat reading his holopad. His face was tired and grim.
"Tough fight I'm guessing?" I joked as I walked towards him.
He looked up and nodded. There was something in his eye, a tear. Prøg looked like the man that would never cry, he was too tough but something had happened.
"You ok mate? Did the ship take some hard it on its personal?" I asked.
He lowered his holopad. "You don't know yet do you? Huh, they kept you in the dark. Typical UNSC."
"Wait what are you talking about?" I asked.
He placed his holopad on the table next to him and stood up. "Come with me. I need to show you something."
He walked towards the elevator. I followed him still confused. Maybe he wanted to show me one of the friends that he had lost. Maybe it was the Captain; I knew that everyone on the ship was close to the Captain to a certain extent. He could have had a wife. Maybe it was a piece of equipment that had been destroyed. Did he have family on Harvest and that area had been glassed.
All this time thinking had taken me away from walking. I had followed Prøg all the way to Hanger A on the starboard side of the ship. I was deep in though when he tapped me on the shoulder as we stood on a viewing platform above the hangar. Massive claws held the few pelicans that were left on the ship above. Each of them had burn marks and holes from the battles.
"Down there." Prøg muttered to me.
I looked down at the hangar floor and saw that it had been turned into a massive casualty bay. There were hundreds of bodies down there. They were all cleaned u and put back into a clean set of military overalls. I looked around and spotted what Prøg had been talking about. In the far corner were the ODST casualties. Their bodies hadn't been cleaned like the others and they were still wearing the armour that they were when they died. Only two ODSTs were still standing paying respect to their fallen friends.
"Hanger B has the same amount of dead on her deck." Prøg told me.
I gulped. I didn't recognize either of them. I walked down the stairs to the deck level.
"Wait." Prøg tried to pull me back.
I shrugged him off as I moved in-between the bodies of dead marines. Marines moved out of my way as I limped towards the bodies of my squad mates. I could see Ferdinand from where I was already standing. The side of his face was charred black and there was dried blood in his hair. All the bodies of the ODSTs had their helmets placed on their chests. I spotted Arthur, I moved next to his body. His face was scratched and had specks of mud all over it. There was a hole in his chest, Covenant snipers. I patted his helmet in respect, I didn't feel much as I had only fought with him once and had never really talked to him that much.
A naval officer bumped into me. She was much smaller than me and I could see that she had been crying. "Sorry miss." I said. She looked up at me and I could see that she recognized me.
She sniffled a bit. "You're Arthur's friend that walked in on us, yes?" She asked with no accent in particular.
I now realized that this was Arthur's naval girlfriend. They had obviously been together longer than I had realized. "Yea. I'm sorry that we didn't bring Arthur back home all right."
She nodded and we stood side-by-side just looking at his body. I kept a straight face as she burst out into tears and clutched onto me. I tried to comfort her by bringing her in close, but it felt like the last time I held Yamine.
"It's ok, it's ok." I told her.
I slowly got out of the hug and moved away. I was going through me memories of Yamine. The times we had spent together. She was the one that got me out of the drug running gangs. She helped me with so much, paying bills, paying for bail. Then before I could get down on one knee, she… I chocked and tears were forming in my eyes.
Then I saw Ben. His body was being carried in by two mechanics.
"Ben!" I yelled.
They placed his body down on the empty bed. I rushed to his side. His armour had been put back on and I saw the burn marks from multiple shots to his chest. So that's why he called me during the battle. I felt so selfish, not checking why he called. I crouched down at the side of his bed. Ben, the only soldier I was close to was now dead. I touched his hand it was cold and stiff.
"Come on Ben. Don't do this." I whispered.
I stood up and wiped away a tear from my eye. "Goddamnit Ben! I yelled.
I smacked his armour. The whole room went silent as they turned to face me. I didn't care what they thought. I reached for his neck and grabbed his dog tags. I tugged at them and they came off. I sniffled back another tear. I stood up straight saluted and stayed like that for longer than was usual.
"I'm sorry son." I voice said behind me.
I dropped my salute and turned around to face Lieutenant Obergon. He was unscathed, not a scratch on him. It would be understandable if he was part of the ship's crew but he was a marine like most of the men on board.
"What would you know?" I grunted before bumping past him.
I returned to the naval officer that was still crying over Arthur's body. I embraced her in a hug again. "It's going to be alright. We'll take him home." I told her. She nodded and I let go of her. I bent over Arthur's body and grabbed his dog tags. I then past by every single member of my team and grabbed their dog tags. I stood by Vladimir's body longer than the others to pay my respects. I past by June's body, she was the 6th member of my squad. She had been deployed with the other ODST squad on board because her drop pod wasn't working at the time. I had never talked to her. She probably had the quickest death, a bashed in skull. I saluted quickly and took her dog tags.
"We need to talk Drastly." Obergon told me.
I turned around and walked up close to him. He was a solid 6 inches shorter than me and I used it to my advantage. "I have just lost the only people on this ship that I actually had a friendship with! And you expect me to come and talk with you after seeing their dead bodies!" I yelled.
I stormed off away from the Lieutenant. As I quickly moved in-between the dead marines people moved aside so they didn't get shoved to the ground.
I returned to my room. I went straight to Vladimir's locker and grabbed one of the bottles of vodka that sat at the bottom of it. Opening the cap I got a whiff of the extremely strong vodka. The label "9 Russians" was a very expensive brand of vodka and probably the best. On Levosia the cost on average 1000 credits a bottle. Vladimir had 6 bottles sitting at the bottom of his locker.
"Here's to the team." I said to my self.
I took a massive swig of the vodka. Just managing to swallow the drink I coughed at how strong it was. I sat down on my bed and took another swig. I could feel the alcohol already affecting me. There was a knock at the door.
"Fuck off. It's not the time." I said.
Still the door opened. "That's not the way to treat your Captain."
I looked up and saw that the Captain was in the room. I didn't give two shits. "What do you want?" I asked. "You want to punish me? Well good luck finding anything to take away from me."
The Captain took the bottle of vodka from my hand. "You know drinking on the ship is against regulation?" The Captain to a large swig from the bottle.
"Damn that 9 Russians stuff is good. Where'd you get it?"
I pointed at Vladimir's locker. The Captain nodded taking another swig and handing it back to me.
Coughing from the vodka the Captain said: "Look we all lose friends." He wiped his mouth with his sleeve. "You lost more than most people. This was also your first ever team, which makes losing them even worse. But you have to get over it." The Captain took out a flask from his breast pocket and took a short swig. "Damn this stuff is good." He offered the flask.
"No thanks cap. I'm good."
"Suit yourself." The Captain took another swig and put it back in his breast pocket.
"Look here. We have all lost people. You are now the most experienced ODST on the ship. Those other two ODST are transferring to some program on Reach, ONI wouldn't give me details. So you are the most badass motherfucker on the ship right now. You are the most dangerous person on the ship with the most kills. 273 kills with 4 ultras, that is something to be proud of. This also makes you one of the most dangerous ODSTs ever. Let that sink in." The Captain stood up.
"You want my advice. Make a name for yourself. That's how you survive in this war. Let people know how many kills you have. Tell your battle stories. Then during battles when you are in deep shit there will be people who will take the time to dig you out of that shit. Make yourself a legend."
The Captain nodded at me and left the room closer the door behind him. I had taken everything he had told me, but right now I couldn't find a fuck to give. I took a sip from the vodka bottle and spread out on my bed.
January 29th, 2531
My dress uniform was uncomfortable as it was tight in places that should be loose. The ODST emblem on my shoulders made me proud to wear it but also sad. The first time that I was wearing my dress uniform, I was hoping it would be at an award ceremony but instead I was paying respects to a friend.
I was walking down the nicely lit street of Pilvros. I had gone AWOL while on leave to come to New Carthage. Although I made sure that I would be back in time for the end of leave and I had paid a bartender to tell anybody that came looking for me that I was somewhere in the city back on Reach.
"Excuse me." I asked a pedestrian.
"Yes?" He answered rudely.
I didn't respond to how rude he answered me. I just needed to know where I could find Overgrod Road.
"Could you possibly tell me where Overgrod Road is?" I asked as politely as a 6ft 4 ODST could.
"I could, but it's going to cost you." The man reply rubbing his fingers together.
"Fuck head." I said to the man as I turned away.
"Yea fuck you too. Ya fucking tourist." He called out.
This war seemed to be taking the toll on everyone. Not only physically but mentally. People were now more paranoid. I had seen people looking up at the sky trying to see if any Covenant ships had shown up. People were rarely using the space elevators anymore, relying more on more expensive ship transport to take them into orbit. Space elevators have often been completely wrecked during Covenant attacks killing the people inside the elevator. But I was on New Carthage for 2 people only.
Ben's words echoed in my head. "1563 Overgrod Road."
"Tell my daughter that I'm fighting for her and daddy will be home soon. To my wife… Tell her I'll be missing dinner." That is what Ben told me.
I continued walking down the road. People that I passed moved to the other side of the road at the sight of my military dress uniform. New Carthage was a huge supporter of the UNSC and the war effort, but seeing military personal still made them uncomfortable.
"Mrs. Huntington!" I heard someone call.
I looked over the road to see a lady entering an apartment building. She had stopped to respond to the person that had called her. The area I was currently in was poor and that was shown by the condition of the streets and the people walking them.
"Kyle. What do you want now?" The woman asked obviously annoyed.
"Well you know how we had a thing back in High School."
"Kyle. Just stop. I don't need any of your shit right now."
"No, no. Just hear me out."
"Kyle! My husband is off at war. A war where the chances of dying are very high! I don't need to worry about your shit right now!" She screamed.
The man still tried to push. He now put one of his hands on her waist and the other on the door, closing it.
"Exactly. Your husband is off at war. You know, you must be getting restless not having much action for so long. I could keep watch over you and Sarah for a while, you know while Ben is off saving us and all." He forced the woman closer to him.
I saw that this was getting out of hand and crossed the street, walking towards them.
"Just fuck off Kyle. I didn't want you in High School! I don't want you now!" She screamed.
Kyle went in for the kiss, forcing the woman closer to him. Trying to fight Kyle off the woman bit his lip and slapped his face with her free hand.
"Fucking bitch!" Kyle screamed.
Kyle raised his hand to smack the woman. I caught his hand in mid air and twisted is wrist until I heard a satisfying snap. Kyle yelped out in pain. He let go off the woman's waist and fell onto one knee.
"Is that how you treat women?" I yelled at the man.
I let go of his wrist and looked down at him. He looked up and tears were streaming down his face. He lunged at me with his good hand hitting me in the chest. I took a step back from the hit, it wasn't very hard but it took me by surprise.
"This woman's husband is ten times the man you are. He served to protect us!" I grabbed his other hand and twisted it around his back into an arm lock.
"What do you do? You stay on a planet protected by better men than you. You prey on those that you are stronger than! Here is what I think of you." I spat with venom.
I pushed his arm up and heard a pop. His shoulder dislocated from the socket. I let Kyle fall to the ground. He tried to stand up and fight me, but when he looked up at my angry face full of hatred, he turned away and ran down the street holding his swinging shoulder with his broken wrist.
I turned around and faced the woman who was dumbstruck by what had just happened.
"Sorry Miss. There was no need for violence." I apologized.
She didn't acknowledge my apology. She just stared at me.
"What… What yo… said? He 'served'… What did you mean by that?" She asked me.
I looked down at the ground not answering as yet. She looked around and saw the ODST patch on my shoulder. Her reaction was one I wanted to forget, but I knew I never would. I took out Ben's dog tags from my chest pocket.
She lent back against the wall behind her and started to slide down.
"No! No! No!" She cried. "It can't be true! Please!" She cried again. "Please tell me you're lying! Please!" Tears streaked down her face.
"Mummy!" A girl came out of the apartment building.
She looked older than she was 2 but then again with todays nutrition kids are growing taller by the minute.
"Mummy! Are you ok mummy?" The girl asked.
"Yes honey, everything is ok." The mother replied giving the girl a reassuring smile.
"Then why are you boo boo mummy?" The girl asked pointing at her mother's tears.
I sadly chuckled, as I bent my knees so I was at the level of the girl. "Hey there." I said.
"Hi." The girl replied grabbing onto her mother's shirt, keeping her distance from me.
"I'm a friend of your dad." I told her.
The girl now became more relaxed and let go of her mother's shirt. She still kept her distance from me though. I smiled at her, but the smile didn't feel right.
"Your daddy wanted me to tell you something very important." I almost choked on my words as a lump gathered in my throat.
"You play with daddy?" The girl asked oblivious of what was going on.
A tear formed at my corner of my eye. "Your daddy wanted me to tell you that he loves you very very much." I choked on my words and bent my head to hide my tears. "He is playing very hard. He wants to see you so much. He promises to be home as soon as he can." Tears were now falling from my face.
"So daddy isn't home to play with me yet?" The girl asked disappointed.
I shook my head. "No, no. Not yet, soon though." I extended my arm holding out the dog tags. "He wanted me to give you and your mummy this."
The girl looked at her weeping mother for permission to take the dog tags. The mother nodded brushing her daughter's hair back. The girl took a couple of cautious steps towards me. I handed her the dog tags. She took the quickly and retreated to the safety of her mother.
"Now wh… What do you say sweetheart?" Said the mother.
"Thank you sir." The girl said shyly.
I smiled at the girl again. She giggled a bit and turned away from shyness.
"Honey, why don't you go upstairs and get your dolls ready." The mother told the girl. "I'll come up and play with you in a bit. Ok darling?"
"Ok mummy!" The girl exclaimed.
"Good girl." The mother kissed the girl on the forehead.
The daughter now ran back inside and up the stairs.
I stood up and walked over to the women and offered my hand to help her up. She nodded accepting and grabbed my hand. We both had tears strolling down our faces. We looked at each other for a couple of seconds.
"Thank you. For… coming and telling us." She said.
"He asked me to miss. He told me to come here if…" I choked. "If anything happened."
"Please call me Irene." She muttered. "Well, thank you for coming and not sending one of those men who doesn't really care." She told me. "That's what I meant."
"It was my duty. To him." I said.
She nodded and sniffled. I stood up straight and saluted her. She smiled at me tears still running down her face.
"Thank you again. For what you have done."
I nodded and gave a weak smile back. I turned away and took a step away. Irene wiped away a tear and prepared to go upstairs to her daughter.
"Oh, I almost forgot." I said.
I took a card out of my pocket and turned around. Irene was standing there, a fresh set of tear were rolling down her cheeks.
"This is for your daughter." I handed the card to her. "I set up a savings account for her. I don't have family and I don't really spend my pay at all. So I thought I could use it for good." I said awkwardly.
Irene looked at the card awestruck. This was like gold to her. She was crying of sadness but also happiness at the same time. She looked at me and gave me a genuine smile and hugged me.
"Thank you so much!" She exclaimed.
I accepted the hug by only gave her a slight pat on the back as a response.
"And also if anyone bothers you like that guy Kyle. Just give me a call and the next time I get leave I'll come straight here." I told her turning away.
She nodded and looked at the card again. "Thank you …" She implied to know my name.
"Matthew." I told her. "Matthew Drastly."
January 30th, 2531
I sat at in the marine bar that had been recommended to me by a marine back on the Hummingbird. It was in a quite area of commercial buildings and shops, so there wasn't any complaints from residents about noise. When I walked in I was quickly questioned because I was a new comer to the bar. The questions were simple but the marines got the point that I wasn't in the mood for conversation.
I gestured to the bartender for another beer. He nodded and grabbed one out of the fridge with his prosthetic arm. He had told some marines earlier on what happened but I wasn't really paying attention.
The bartender replaced my beer and I took out my card but he shook his head. "You look like you need the beer son." I nodded in appreciation.
I had the remaining dog tags in my jacket pocket and I had them all gripped tight. The memories I had made with Vlad and Ben came back to me as I took another sip from my beer.
"Hell Jumper!" A drunken marine called.
I turned my head to see if he was talking to me.
"Yea you shitface." He said pointing at me.
I turned away and returned to my beer. I didn't have the time for this little shit.
"Hey! Show some respect shitface!" The marine yelled.
The rest of the bar went quite as the marine came up behind me. I could feel his breath on my hair. I took another sip from my beer. Then came a smack over the ear from the marine. I shoved my barstool back into the marine who stumbled as I stood up.
"James?" I asked as I saw the marine's face.
"Yea, what of it shitface?"
"It's me Matthew." I felt a bit happier now that I had seen my old friend again. At least I had one friend alive.
"Ahh yea mate! I remember when you got dragged away." He laughed.
"Hahaha yea so how you been man." I asked giving he a friendly slap on the shoulder.
He looked at me like I had just shot him.
"How dare you slap me!" He roared.
"Mate, it was just a friendly slap on the shoulder." I tried to calm the situation.
"I am a veteran marine! I have fought for the UNSC and for your dumb ass."
"Excuse you?" I asked now getting annoyed.
"Yea, I see under your fake persona. ONI took you away so you couldn't have been an ODST. You are just a little stinking ONI piece of shit!" James accused.
I took my hand out of my jacket pocket and shoved James against the wall. I held the dog tags in front of his face.
"Does this look like I am a fucking ONI piece of shit!" I screamed in his face.
"What battle did you participate in anyway?" Asked another marine.
"Groombridge." James replied still pinned against the wall.
The room filled with dry laughs and coughing. The bartender stopped cleaning glasses and gave James a death stare.
"Groombridge was a naval only battle." A marine stated.
"Yes, but still I am a veteran and I deserve respect!" James shouted trying to free himself from me.
"Have you even fired a shot James?" I asked him trying to make him feel guilty.
James didn't reply and only looked at the ground. I smashed his face with the dog tags.
"I asked you a question!" I yelled.
"No."
"Hell Jumper. Get him out of my bar." The bartender grunted.
The other marines in the bar cheered as I picked him up by the collar and carried him out of the bar. I dropped him on the side of the street. There was blood coming from his nose. I turned to go back inside, but I needed to ask one more question.
I bent down to where James was sitting against the wall. "What the fuck happened to you? Just think about that before talking to me again James." I told him before going back into the bar.
The rest of the night was slow. The bartender gave everyone a free round because of what happened. A few of the other marines bought me a drink, which lasted me to the end of the night before I stumbled back to the cheap motel room that I had rented out.
I lay on my bed and asked my self a question. "Is this what is going to become of leave time? Drinking and cheap motel rooms alone?"
I didn't have time to think about it before I fell asleep.
February 2nd, 2531
"Welcome aboard ladies! I hope your hangovers aren't too bad because we got shit tons of ammo and equipment to move while we are in transit." Prøg greeted us as we got off the pelican.
The other marines behind me groaned. I didn't care because I knew how to get out of carrying shit around. I was going to spend my time at the shooting range just putting as many rounds down range as I could.
The marines around me were all replacements. You could tell who was a replacement and who had served before. The replacements seemed to be happier than the marines and naval crew who had served before.
As I walked down the corridors I received nods and marines stood aside for me to pass. Unlike before where I was someone new, a replacement. I turned into my room. The door hit my bed and bounced off. I was ready this time and had my hand up to protect my shoulder. My rifle was right where I left it. I had two boxes of ammo at the bottom of my locker; one filled with 14.5mm rounds while the other was filled with 16.5mm rounds.
"Hey did you here that one of the ODSTs on board has 273 kills and 4 ultra kills." I heard two marine walk by.
So I was making a name for myself whether I liked it or not. The Captain was right; maybe I should use it to my advantage. I should make some friends with the pelican pilots so that I could call in some help when I need it.
I took off my bag. I had spent my extra credits on some new scopes for my sniper and I had gotten some explosive rounds made for my 98. I got everything at 75% off because I was with the UNSC and because I was an ODST.
I didn't want to meet my replacements. Right now I didn't want to look into the eyes of some kid, who's family I would be visiting on my next leave. I had promised myself to look after Ben's family. I was going to send gifts to them every time I was on leave and I was going to make some friends in the police so that they could watch their house.
"Sergeant. Can we have a word?"
I turned my head and saw Lieutenant Obergon standing at the door. I had a small hatred for him. He was marine, but part of the non-combat unit. He was the ODST organizer as people called him.
I closed my locker and made sure that I had placed my lock tight on it. I had taken the remaining bottles of 9 Russians from Vlad's locker and the 2 remaining Sweet Williams Cigars that were in Ferdinand's locker. So right now I had the most expensive locker on the ship.
I took a step outside and closed the door behind me.
"What do you need Lieutenant?" I grunted showing my disliking to the Lieutenant.
The Lieutenant scratched his head. "Look Matt we…"
"Don't ever call me Matt again." I grunted with a degree of hostility.
"Matthew." He corrected. "We got off on a bad start. I can tell you don't like those men who are in charge of troops but never take part in battle. Anyone can tell that, but on this ship I am your superior and that will have to be respected."
I coughed at his last comment.
"Excuse me." An ODST said to me trying to get into the room.
I raised my hand to stop him. He saw that I wasn't just another replacement and waited for me to finish.
"Look Lieutenant. You can tell me all the jack you want, but when I'm down on the field and you are giving me orders. I choose to follow them or no. You control me up until my pod leaves the ship. That is all I'm agreeing to." I finished.
I turned to the ODST and nodded acknowledging him before moving past the Lieutenant and shoved him aside. I heard behind me as the Lieutenant greeted the new arrival. The little shit.
I headed for the bridge. I felt like I need a casual talk with the Captain. The elevator quickly took me to bridge level and I walked onto the small bridge. Seeing as we were a Charon-class Frigate it didn't surprise me.
"Captain." I said saluting.
"Hey Drastly." Captain Howard replied casually.
I walked up the steps next to the Captains chair to where the Captain was spinning around.
"What's up Drastly?" He asked.
The Captain stopped spinning and turned the chair to face me.
"I was just thinking about what you told me. About how I should extend my fame."
"Yea and? Did it get you bitches?"
I chuckled. "No, no. Not yet. But I noticed that men who push for fame get pushed back down. But those who don't care get the most."
The Captain gave me a stern look. "Don't tell me you are going all philosopher bullshit on me."
We both started laughing. The Captain sure knew how to be a good joker.
"Well. Shit. I got nothing to comeback against that." I replied.
"That basically means you're fucked." He joked.
We laughed a bit more before I left. I still had a smile on my face as I took the elevator back down to living quarters. I decided now was a good time to go talk to the pilots. That chat with the Captain changed my mood around completely.
"Matthew!" I heard someone call.
I turned around to see Arthur's ex-girlfriend behind me. I stopped and turned around a smile still on my face.
"Hey!" I called back.
She walked towards me and I opened up my arms to hug her. She accepted the embrace and we hugged for a solid amount of time. "You better?" I asked.
"A bit. But sometimes I can still see him." She replied.
She pulled herself closer to my body and put her ear to my chest. It was starting to feel weird but at the same time it felt nice to embrace someone for a long period of time.
"You know. I never caught your name." I told her.
"Mackey."
I burst out laughing and fell to the floor.
"What's so funny about my name?"
I tried to respond but I was laughing too hard. I came to a stop when my stomach started to hurt. I stood up before saying. "Hey Mackey, are we having Mac and Cheese for lunch?" I joked.
She threw a playful punch and my chest. "Stop it." She chuckled.
I stopped and looked her in the eyes. I felt attracted to her. It felt wrong feeling attracted to the girlfriend of your dead friend. Although I never really got to become friendly with him though.
We were still looking each other in the eyes when the speaker sounded. "Sergeant Drastly, please stop trying to take my naval technicians away from me, and get to your cryo-tube."
Mackey and I both laughed at the announcement made by the Captain before silently saying our farewells and heading off to our cryo-tubes.
I finally felt like I belonged on this ship. I was one of the crew now. Hopefully this was a new beginning.
Hey guys, I got some more action next chapter and possible relationships.
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