The Rise and Fall of The Sole Survivor

by VoidLupuS

During his quest to find his son, the Sole Survivor is confronted with a military allegiance known as the UNSC. Deciding that they are not enemies, the UNSC tries to repair what was left of Earth while helping Sam, The Sole Survivor of Vault 111.

4. Chapter 3

Logan W. POV

12:16 AM

Pain was all that Logan Whitman felt. Obviously, life in the commonwealth was not without pain, but he had since dulled that pain, knowing it was inevitable. The pain he felt now was from his side. The armored man who called himself 'Chief' had broken three of his ribs, fractured two, split several arteries and punctured his diaphragm. He couldn't breathe.

I gasped wildly, trying to regain some air into my lungs. The pain was almost unbearable. Noticing my shortness of breath and injuries, Sam spoke to the mysterious 'Chief'.

"Hey, my friend needs a Stimpak."

"What's a 'Stimpak'?" he questioned.

"A way of healing people."

Chief walked forward and untied Sam, who ran back inside to get a Stimpak and use it on me. Liquid relief, filled his side and dulled the pain immediately.

"Thanks for that."

"No problem."

I waited for Chief to untie me then rose to my feet.

"So, you got the answer to your question, albeit a little vague, now what about ours?"

"We are part of the United Nations Space Command, a militaristic group, based on finding and communicating with other life forms in the universe, hopefully making allies with them and expanding our resources and knowledge."

"Real science-y huh?"

Peeved, he looked at Logan with what could only be a droll stare, under the helmet. He walked off and spoke.

"Send a Pelican down please. I need to talk with Captain Johnson."

"Who are you talking to?" Logan asked.

"The people on that ship," He pointed up. "They're going to bring us a smaller ship so we can fly up there to rest and gather supplies before we start this, whatever it is."

"What, now you think you're coming with us?"

"Judging by the state you're in, you obviously need some extra help and protection."

"Yeah, no. We can handle ourselves just fine."

"Well, I could leave you to your own devices and let you die eventually, but you really have no choice."

A/N: once again, sorry this is so short, I shouldn't have started all 3 of my fics at the same time but, whatever. Thanks for reading and putting up with my horibble upload schedule.