Chapter 2 *Cara*
Cara sighed when her eyes opened. She was disorientated a moment when she looked around. She had no clue where she was and was about to panic until she remembered she was somewhere for Weyland. Stretching, she stood and looked around. She saw a picture on a mirror and went up to it, smiling ever so slightly. It was a photograph of her and Michael their freshman year of high school, holding hands and gazing adoringly at each other. She set the photo down and chuckled. Those were much simpler times... "Cara?" She spun around and was met by a tan woman. She looked to be around five foot eight in height, had chocolate eyes, and short hair. "Yes?" "Weyland is asking for you." Cara nodded curtly at the woman. She looked like a soldier and judging by a scar that ran along her arm, a former colonial marine.
Cara followed the dark woman and sighed. "What's your name?" Cara asked, glancing up at her. "Mya." She replied curtly as she led her down a metallic hall. Cara purse her lip andLooked at get feet as they walked. "So, Cara, what did you do before Weyland called you up?" Mya asked simply. "I worked for him in the science division for the last 10 years, just retired three days ago." Mya scoffed. "So, we have to protect you? Besides, why you retire early?" Cara glared slightly. "Actually, I'm very capable to fire a fun, just like the marines and I've been with Weyland, helping him pretty much all my life." Cara snapped and looked ahead, seeing an all to familiar door. She eagerly pressed the button and walked through once the door hissed open.
Cara rushed inside and found Weyland, sitting in a wheel chair. Her eyes softness at the sight and she went to him, hugging him. "Hello, Cara. Thank you so much for joining." Cara smiled at him and squat down. "Of course. How are you?" Weyland wheezed then coughed into his arm. "Hanging on." He replied then looked at Mya. "Retrieve the others, I would like to speak to my Daughter alone." Cara beamed. Sure, he was not her biological father but he had taken care of her pretty much all her life. Once Mya was gone, Weyland looked at Cara. "Have you met any one yet?" Weyland asked, smiling the best he could. Cara rolled her eyes. "It's only been three days." Weyland chuckled airily. "Yes, I know." There was a moments pause. "So, what's the deal with Nostromo III? Michael didn't give too much detail."
Weyland nodded and wheeled over to a dashboard and pressed a few buttons, causing a projection to rise. "The day you left us, we received a com from Nostromo III, quite disturbing actually." Cara pursed her lip. Suddenly, the door hissed and all other member arrived which consisted of Michael, Daniel, Christian, Mya, John, Samuel, Mira, and one other she did not know. But she knew this for sure, they were all marines. "Just in time." Weyland wheezed out then as everyone sat, he pressed a button which played the com. Static filled the sound then a video came up. "Please, help us! These... Things are trying to kill us all!" There was a high pitched screech then a large, black figure arise behind him. A hiss was heard and the man froze. "God save us..." Suddenly, a small mouth erupted from the large one, piercing the mans head. Cara gasped as his blood shot onto the camera. The creature hisdef loudly then, the image ended. It was silent all around the room. Michael looked down, as did the others. Cara couldn't speak, she was mortified. "What the hell... Are those?" She asked, her gaze going to Weyland. "We are not sure of their species. In fact, we had a sconce team on LSR 118 doing research on the creatures."
Cara frowned. "You, had?" She asked. Weyland nodded slowly. "Yes but we lost communication with them two months ago." Cara squeezed her eyes shut, imagining what could've happened. "Weyland, this is a suicide mission. We will all be killed." She breathed out slowly. Weyland wheeled towards the group. "I know that is a possibility but, we must think of the future." Cara abruptly shot up. "There will be no future if we go!" With that, she stormed out of the room, heading to the deck of the ship for air. What was Weyland trying to prove...? Cara leaned against the railing, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. She loved Weyland, dearly and she knew that he loved her that way as well but, she just couldn't allow Weyland to send those people, along with herself, to their death.
A warn hand rested on hers and she sighed. "Why would he send us there...?" She asked softly, her voice shakey. "He's doing what he thinks is best, Cara. You just have to let him." Michael cooed before wrapping his arms around her. Cara buried her face into his chest, her hands on his ribs. "I'm scared Michael...not just for myself, for all of us." Michael sighed and rubbed her back. "I know but you know that you can trust him." Cara closed her eyes and tensed up. "I... Dont want any one of us being killed because of this." Michael made at him, his thumb and index finger on her chin. "We will , I will make sure you will be safe, no matter what." Cara looked into his blue eyes then, he kissed her.
Cara kissed back, her tiny hands gripping his shirt. The kiss grew from a shy, timid one to a passion filled kiss. Tongues with tongues, hands over each others bodies, hearts pounding, breathing quickening. She pulled away for air and Michael kept his hold on her. "We should get ready..." He murmured softly, their foreheads pressed together. Cara nodded slowly and reluctantly moved out of his embrace. He took her hand and led her inside. Cara was looking down. Just like before, Michael was there to comfort her, to make about her worries.
*three hours later*
Cara grabbed her bag and saw Weyland. She gulped and made his way to him. Weyland glanced up at her and took her hand. Cara smiled slightly and hugged him. "Your duty is in a file on board the craft." Weyland informed. Cara nodded and pulled from his embrace."How long?" She asked softly. "We have the new hyper speed function on the ship given it is a long travel but, around four months." She nodded and hugged him once more before departing and walking to the craft. Once on board, she noticed three more new faces. "Cara, these are our maintenance and head guard, Louis, Zack, and Jeremy." Daniel introduced. Cara nodded and introduced her self before setting her things beside the pod she claimed and went to the front to Michael. "You ready?" He asked gently, gazing at her. She smiled and nodded. "Definitely." "Alright ladies, buckle up! Show time!" Michael yelled and started the craft. Cara flipped switched and gulped. No turning back now... "-3..2...1..!" Suddenly, the craft shook then, they shot off Cara closed her eyes and clutched the arm rests.
Cara became incredibly nervous as they shot into the sky, heading into the black abyss of space. It was set, their course to the Gamma Quadrant, Planet LSR 118. The shaking finally stopped and Cara felt her self being pulled from the seat. "Initiating artificial gravity." She breathed out before reaching and pressing a . It exams easier to move and she exhaled before unbuckling. She glanced at Michael who was now heading to the door. She quickly followed, her mind everywhere at once, even as they ate. "It's about a four month trip and in order to preserve the oxygen we have, we will be going into hibernation until we reach the proximity of Nostromo III." Michael explained after he finished eating. "From there, we will dock Nostromo III then survivors. We will the. Proceed in descending into LSR 118 to find what happened to the sconce crew there. They were all nodded. "Alrighty then, lets hit the pods." With that, they disposed of their dishes and preceded to the pods.