Yeah. My little intro's suck. Anyway. Enjoy, don't own Prometheus or anything except my OC. A.T.

P.S. I am not techno-savy so bare with me.

I woke early. I slipped into black sweat pants, a black cotton tank top and my large, loose white sweater that hung off my shoulders with a large hood. I pulled my hip-length black hair into a pony tail at the nape of my neck before pulling my hood up. I walked over to the bathroom mirror to splash water in my face. I looked into my reflection; water dripping from my face back into the sink as I looked into deep blue eyes. This morning felt different from the others. I shrugged the feeling away before grabbing a syringe from the box on the counter. I held it in my mouth while I pulled on my steel-capped boots. I walked through the corridors to the cafeteria while doing a systems check on my elec-pad. I grabbed the syrnge from my mouth and injected the medicine into my hip. I grunted before throwing it away and getting myself some brekkie. The android that was my company for the past two-plus years walked in to join me. I've been sitting with him during his language lessons out of sheer curiosity.

" Good mornin' David."

" Miss Kelly."

" Please. David, I asked you to call me Babbs, like a hundred times now. Miss Kelly makes me sound like my mum."

" As you wish."

I listened to him do his current language lesson as I sipped juice quietly. Strange language. It seems to be Proto-Indo-European. I let him do his lesson as I drifted to listening to the classical music playing around the ship. We went our separate ways for a while before I found heard him repeating a line from an old movie in his room. I saw he was doing his hair again. I find it funny how a male android such as David has such vain tendencies. I smiled and continued back to my room for a while. I sat reading until the ship shook slightly and a mechanical voice came over the coms.

" Attention. Destination threshold."

The voice repeated as I threw down my book and ran to the bridge where I found David.

" David! Are we really there? Finally?"

" It would seem so."

He opened the bridge window shield to show that we have indeed arrived. I staid on the bridge while David went to wake Vickers. Ghastly woman. I don't like rich women with such an attitude. David commed me to inform me that he was going to wake the others and to please meet them in the cafeteria to assist if need be. I made my way there and sat on a table sipping juice as the crew began arriving. I helped whoever when asked how things worked till everyone was settled. I hopped off the table and walked over to Chance and Ravel to sit with them when I spotted them. Chance was British while Ravel was... well I never really asked, but thinking about it he seems just Chinese. I can never tell what some people are. Heck, I could always be wrong. We actually had quite the assortment of nationalities aboard. I myself was born and raised in Australia. Mum was an Aussie with pop was American. I saw them both being a bit slow in eating.

" I get ya' blokes just woke up and all, but you should really bog in."

Chance. Such a charma'.

" Ahh, Babbs. Such a wondrous dishy to be starting this trip off to. Do remind me, why were you awake this whole time while we played popsicle?"

I chuckled and sipped from from my glass before looking at him.

" Someone had to keep this space bird from going cactus. Couldn't just leave my pride and joy to go two years without me in case something were to happen him."

Ravel looked up at me with a confused look while chewing some of his food.

" I thought the company owned the ship."

I pulled some lollies from my pocket and sucked on them while looking at the two seriously.

" That's rubbish. I was asked to design this bird. I did. I was paid to oversee and help the building of this ship. I did. Then I was asked to go on this trip to keep the ship, and by extension the crew, in good shape. I did and I am. Now if that doesn't give me claim to this ship then tell me what bloody does!"

" Whoa! Calm down there, Babbsy! We get ya'."

I sighed and hung my head for a moment.

" Apologies. You know I noticed something. I use more slang around you blokes in five minutes than I do anyone else in two months total."

Chance chuckled along with me. Ravel only smiled as he finished his food.

" Same to you. We should cut back on that. But for now,"

Chance stood and offered me his arm.

" Would you care to accompany Mr. Ravel and myself to this meeting?"

I laughed when Ravel stood and offered me his other arm. I stood and linked with the two.

" You're such charma's, you know that. Right?"

" You enjoy it."

" That I do, my dear Rave. That I do."

We followed the other passengers to where there were chairs in two rows. I believe we are in the emptier of the two cargo holds. Is all this space really necessary? We sat in the front row to the far right. I sat down and pulled my knees up to my chest with a freshly filled glass of juice nursed in my hands. The boys started a silly bet over my head since I was sitting between them.

" I bet 100 credits it's a terraforming survey."

" No, it it's a survey, they would just tell us."

" This is a corporate run. They're not telling us shit. Come on."

The clanked cups to seal the bet.

" Hundred."

" Alright. You're on."

" You're both bloody bonkers. You know that, right?"

They looked down at me. I'm short. Big deal. I'm also younger, but only by a couple years. Chance leaned into me.

" You want in on this?"

I leaned away and into Ravel while chuckling at Chancy's antics.

" Not on your life, mate. I know better than that."

Ravel chuckled and put his arm over my shoulders. When Chance pouted I couldn't help but laugh and tug his arm. I held onto his sleeve and leaned more comfortably into Rave as the meeting began.

" Good morning."

Vickers stood before us all looking like she had a pipe up her ass. Not unusual for her.

" For those of you I hired personally, it's nice to see you again. For the rest of you, I am Meredith Vickers, and it's my job to make sure you do yours. Okay, then. On with the show."

She stepped to the side as David pulled up a hologram message left by Mr. Weyland.

" Hello, friends. My name is Peter Weyland. I am your employer. I am recording this 22 June, 2091. If you're watching it, You have reached your destination and I am long dead. May I rest in peace. There's a man sitting with you today. His name is David. And he is the closest thing to a son I will ever have. Unfortunately, he is... He's not human. He will never grow old, and he will never die. And yet he is unable to appreciate these remarkable gifts,"

Gift's? Living forever is not a gift. You out live you friends and family. You'll see out live everyone you care about and have to live through horrible times, remembering them for your whole existence. What gift?

" for that would require the one thing that David will never have... a soul."

That's a load of crock! I've lived with David for two years. I also believe that machines can have souls, if built with and shown enough love and care. Besides, when he said that I looked over at David and saw a look in his eyes. Robotic or not, he does in fact have a soul.

" I have spent my entire lifetime contemplating the questions: Where do we come from? What is our purpose? What happens when we die? And I have finally found two people who have convinced me they're on the verge of answering them. Doctors Holloway and Shaw. if you would please stand. As far as you're concerned, they're both in charge. The Titan, Prometheus, wanted to give mankind equal footing with the gods, and for that, he was cast from Olympus. Well, my friends, the time has finally come for his return. Doctors, please. The floor is yours."

Awfully long winded for and old man on the verge of death. The holographic Weyland walked away at the image disappeared. Holloway was first to speak as I sipped from my glass. I had long since laid my head on Ravel's shoulder while Chance stroked circles with his thumb on my leg where our entwined hands sat. I had met these two previously before this entire endevour. We all grew to be pretty close before we even knew we were going to be on Prometheus together. Hell, before I was even asked to build him. Ravel's like a flirty big brother while Chance is definitely my flirt partner and occasional fun buddy. I wont go much further into that though.

" Okay. Uh, wow. All right. Never had to follow a ghost before. Okay, let me show you why you guys are here."

He sat down a data holding rubic cube and activated it. Images of, well... images came up.

" These are images of archaeological digs from all over the Earth. That's Egyptian, Mayan, Sumerian, Babylonian, that's Hawaiian there at the end, then Mesopotamian. Now, this one here is our most recent discovery. It's a 35,000-year-old cave painting from the Isle of Skye in Scotland. These are ancient civilizations. They were separated by centuries, they shared no contact with one another, and yet..."

He piled the images together and pointed out one group of stars that was in each of the images.

" The same pictogram, showing men worshiping giant beings, pointing to the stars, was discovered at every last one of them. And the only galactic system that matched was so far from Earth that there's no way that these, these primitive, ancient civilizations could have possibly known about it. But it just so happens... that that system has a sun a lot like ours. And based on our long-range scans, there seemed to be a planet... just one planet... with a moon capable of sustaining life. And we arrived there this morning."

Okay. They got me interested. We were all quiet for a moment until Fifield spoke up.

" So you're saying we're here because of a map you two kids found in a cave. Is that right?"

Shaw said no while Holloway said yeah. So which is it? Shaw spoke up to answer.

" No. Not a map, an invitation."

" From whom?"

" We call them Engineers."

" Engineers? Do you mind, um, telling us what they engineered?"

We all looked at Shaw expectantly.

" They engineered us."

There was a bit of an uncomfortable pause.

" Bullshit."

Millburn laughed at that. I think he was just trying to impress the guy if the talk I overheard earlier between them was any indication. Although now it seem Mr. Biology had something to add.

" Okay, so, uh, do you have anything to back that up? You know, I-I mean, look, if you're willing to discount three centuries of Darwinism, that's... Whoo!"

A thumbs up? Really.

" But how do you know? Hmm?"

" I don't. But it's what I choose to believe."

Good answer sheila. The meeting ended with that and everyone got up to leave. Despite sleeping for two years everyone wanted a real nights sleep. Not that I blame them. I walked out between my mates and we talked for a while longer before we decided rest would do every one some good. Janek told us he was going to circle the planet for a few hours to see a good place to break through tomorrow afternoon and it gives every one a chance to get back to new again. I ran off to my room draggin' Chance with me. I've gone dry for two years and now that there's a familiar donger around I plan to end this dry spell. I'm so glad I designed the rooms to be sound proof.

Give me thoughts please. ;P