So I really wanted to start this story not too long before the First Omnic Crisis ended, but there just isn't enough information for me to feel comfortable doing that. However, I think I might be able to work with a few months before the Swiss Base explosion, but there is no definitive date on when exactly that was. So I'm going to attempt to write it in a fashion that allows me to come back and change the date, if the exact date is ever released. I have found the approximate year of the explosion, 2070, so I'm going to start this in 2069.

Monday, February 4th, 2069.

"You sure that Talon spy said that there was something they needed here? This place has been abandoned for who knows how long. Even if there is something here, it's probably so rusted and worn down to the point you can't use it anymore." My companion rolled her eyes. "I'd rather come down here, find nothing but old cobwebs and a few rusted up guns, than find some super-weapon that could wipe out a city with a press of a button." I sighed, knowing she was right. "Come on, Jack. There's another room across the hall. Maybe It's in there?" I shouldered my rifle, and headed into the hallway, checking my corners."Let's hope it isn't. No one deserves the power to level a city." I kicked the door open revealing... Another door. It was very different from the rest of the facility, the door and door-frame almost spotless, compared to the rusted and faded walls of the rest of the compound. "Hmph. This explains why they have this place in the middle of the Canadian Wilderness..." I knocked on the door, causing an echo to come from inside.

"Well, good news, Amelia. Seems to be the last door before large room." Amelia walked past me, examining the door for herself. "No way..." She breathed, barely audible, even in the quietness of the abandoned base. "What is it? Do we need to blow it off it's hinges?" She shook her head, standing up. "Wouldn't do any good. Titanium, reinforced with diamond. It'd just make us go deaf." I looked around, seeing if there was any indicator to get the door open. "Hey, look at this." I said, while walking to the side of the door, and wiping some sort of console off. Amelia looked super confused. I however, knew what it was. "It's... an iPod dock? What the..."

Now, a few things happened at once. One, Amelia busted out laughing. The second, there was a very masculine voice that said "Oh yeah, You might need this." The third? I shot at it. Him. Whatever. Just pointed my gun in the direction of the sound, which was towards the door, to my left, and fired. My whole mag. Oh, and Amelia almost immediately stopped laughing, raising her rifle up to where I shot.

Then I heard something drop to the ground. I looked over, confused. Shouldn't a body make more noise than that when it hits the ground? I pointed my gun at it, with the flashlight at the end of it. "Well I'll be..." What was it? An iPod. The exact kind we needed to fit into the console. Admittedly, cracked from the drop, but it should still work.

I walked slowly over to it, My gun still pointed at it, expecting it to shoot at me, or explode. Or something, rather than it being what we needed to open the door. So naturally, what do you do with something that your expecting to explode? You pick it up.

No, You don't. You run away, as fast as you can. Get out of the blast radius.

But something told me, 'Dude, it's fine. just pick it up, plug it in, and press play.' So I did just that.

"Jack? You're really going to just pick up some random thing that came out of nowhere, and plug it in, and press play? What if it doesn't work?" I shrugged, plugging the iPod in. "We'll cross that bridge when we get to it." I pressed the home button twice, bringing up the song that was last playing, and hit play. Almost immediately the lights came on, and the door started slowly opening. Amelia looked amazed. "Huh, it worked. What song was that?" I glance back over to the iPod, when suddenly music began playing from the inside. "Uhh, it says 'Hotel California', on the thing. So I guess that's it?"

Amelia nodded her head, before raising her gun to the know open door. We stepped in together, and as we walked in the ceiling lights came on. They we're about 8 feet up at the lowest point intersecting the walls, going up into a dome shape at the very top. The walls we're rounded, and the whole room gave off a observatory feel. Minus the Rows and Rows of old computer monitors, switches, and knobs. from us, tot he centre of the room, there we're about 3 rows. And in the centre sat a solid black... thing, that I can only describe as a very rounded edged coffin.

Amelia was the first to speak. "What in Gods name have we just unearthed..." She looked at me. "We can skip ladies first this time, yo-" She was cut off by a Feminine Robotic voice. "Welcome, to the Project Limos main chamber. This project has been ongoing for," There was an abrupt cut at the end. "Error: Date surpasses programmed response. If you would like to release Test Subject 057, Callsign: Spectre, from containment, please say 'Yes'." Amelia and I shared a cautious glance. "Uhh... Yes?" I said, more of a question than an answer. "Confirmed. Releasing Test Subject 057 from containment.

The steel coffin before us rotated, the bottom facing us, then stood upright. All the while making the worst screeching noise known to man. How that thing moved, I have no idea. "Warning: Maintenance Recommended before next Test Subject is inserted into Containment." I laughed, walking up to the cylinder. I probably would've continued laughing, had the cylinder not opened up and spewed what I first thought was smoke, but I figured was actually mist from the wave of cold that washed over me shortly after, all over me and the floor. What I saw next surprised me. It was a guy. About 6'3", definitely military by his build, Averagely handsome, all that. But what really surprised me, is that he breathed, and opened his eyes.

And the first thing he said?

"Holy shitdicks am I having a gay dream now? Is that how much my brain is running out of ideas, it's like 'Hey, your gonna fuck this dream guy!'

I was very confused, Until he noticed Amelia's, and my, gun. "Fuck, this isn't a dream is it? I'm actually awake?" I nodded, taking a step back. "Yeah. Not a dream." He sighed, like he was thinking of someone that he missed. Amelia definitely noticed. "What is it?" She asked, in a tone that said 'Tell me or I'll shoot you'.

He looked down. "It's nothing. I just... I had a date."

So yeah, I kind of like how this is going. If you couldn't tell, It was Strike Commander Jack Morrison alongside Lieutenant Amelia Richardson. Found Great Value Captain America, and unfroze him. The whole chapter was in Jack's POV, but next it's back to the profanity filled mind of Harrison. I'm planning that chapter as we speak. Am I going to write it today? Nope. Tomorrow? Don't know. If my truck's engine is ready, no. If not, well you'll see. And I'm going to try to make the chapters longer. I personally love reading long chapters. Don't know why. And I picked Hotel California for the song because 1) It's a good song. And 2) It's irony. 'You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave,' That's what Harrison is thinking when he first wakes up. Especially since the song is playing over the speakers. I'll delve into his perspective next chapter. Anyway, till next update!

Oh! Mystery Man! Forgot about him. He's actually a big part of this chapter, to be honest. Who is he? Is he Evil? Does he work for Talon? No, to the last one at least. Quite literally made him up on the spot.

Or did I?