REVEILLE,
CHAPTER 1: AWAKE
PG
In times of great need, some of the UNSC's greatest soldiers are awakened from their cryosleep to aid humanity. Now is the time. She has been sleeping for 200 years. The Hatchling. Now, with the conflict with the Covenant escalating, it is necessary to awaken her. Samus Aran. She is our last resort. With the SPARTAN-II's numbers dwindling to nothing, it is time for her to awaken.
The world slowly came into view, and time moved at an excruciatingly slow pace. Thoughts and memories slowly leaked back into her mind. Images flashed before her. BSL, SR388, The secret Metroid Breeding Program. She remembered…
Some of the Board didn't even know about the Metroid Breeding Program. There was an uprising. A coup d'etat of sorts. She was put into cryosleep until the crisis was resolved…
Her train of thought was interrupted by a voice. "Welcome back, Samus," it said. The voice came from a tall man now standing over her. He was in full military uniform. Navy. His rank looked like 0-4, judging from his ribbons and epaulets. That made him a Commander.
"Commander?" she replied.
"You know your military ranks."
"I've dealt with them before."
"I've read your file. I know all about the relative events leading up to your cryostasis," he stated.
"So you know how they screwed themselves over?" she replied.
"Yeah."
"So would you care to inform me what has been happening? I've been in cryo for God-knows-how long knowing the Federation. The least you could do would be to tell me what's going on. And anyways, since I've been awoken, I'm assuming the 'crisis' has been resolved?"
"Yes, but now we have another one." He replied.
"Exactly who is we?" she asked.
"Before we go any further, we should get you cleaned up," he said.
She slowly climbed out of the cryopod. She wanted answers, but she was willing to wait.
"The showers and lockers are over there. There are clothes in Locker 368. Your blue and white jumpsuit."
He handed her a key. "Once you're done, take the elevator to floor 62. There is an office with live-in quarters. Room 102. You have it for now. I'll email the computer in the room when I'm ready to see you," he said.
"Thanks."
He turned on his heel and strode away. There were so many questions in her mind it was giving her a headache. But she reminded herself of this: The answers were coming.
The Answers Were Coming.
