Mic slowly emerged from the shadows, getting the new group's attention. The lead Engineer lowered his weapon upon seeing who it was. The threat of a back-and-forth firefight was unlikely now.

"Identify yourselves," Mic said.

The other 'Mic' raised his hands and slowly stepped forward. "My name is Walter," he answered. "We come in peace. Now you, my fellow android, are?"

Mic then noticed one of Walter's hands, his left hand specifically, resembled a black biomechanical glove. It resembled the Engineer's pressure suit. "Michelangelo six" he replied.

"Ahh, a revised combat model," Walter said. "I am familiar with your predecessors."

The other humans came out of hiding, while the Engineers hovered over the dead Decon's body to examine it at a distance like looking at a dog's feces.

Walter looked at them, then over at Kai's body. "How many of you are alive?" he asked.

"It's just the four of us," Shaw answered. "Mic here showed up just in time."

Walter looked at Mic. "Mic?" he asked.

Mic shrugged. "Easier and faster to say." He answered.

Walter then looked back at Shaw curiously. "According to David's files, you look remarkably like Dr. Elisabeth Shaw."

"My Sister," Shaw exclaimed. "You know her, where is she?"

Walter then looked at Mic and said. "It would probably be better if she heard it from you. I take it you have a wireless neural uplink?"

Mic nodded. "I have one," he said. "However, you must understand that as I am a combat model you'll only have restricted access to some of my files whereas I will have full access to yours."

"That is agreeable," Walter said. "How else would I gain your trust?"'

"Can't you just tell me?" Shaw angrily asked.

"You will know in a moment," Walter replied. "It may take time to explain and coming from a friend, you'll trust it more."

Mic took a step closer to Walter. "He is correct," he said to Shaw. "It is like when you transfer files from one computer to another."

"More precisely," Walter said. "It is akin to switching brains with another for a few seconds. One would instantly detect a lie. We synthetics sometimes share information this way to update each other."

"This is rarely done," Mic said. "However, the only alternative is to take his word. I on the hand, won't lie to you."

"Ready?" Walter asked.

Mic nodded. "Ready." He replied.

Facing each other, both's eyes turned pure white. It looked like they had no irises.

"Creepy," Layton said.

Zima holstered her pulse rifle and checked the motion tracker before saying. "Besides those giant men, I'm not picking up anything."

Shaw looked back and forth between Mic and Walter. "I've only read about his," she said. "Never seen it done."

"I've heard about this," Eastman said. "It's supposed to be super fast."

Both android's eyes returned to normal.

Mic immediately looked at Shaw. "Sorry if that took long," he said. "These Engineers have provided Walter with a wealth of information."

"Engineers?" Shaw asked.

"It is the name your sister gave to these aliens standing before you," Mic said, then nodded to the two Engineers. "The bigger one is named 'Wolfgang', the other is 'Rembrandt."

Layton tapped Mic on the shoulder. "Um, excuse me," he said. "Did you just say, Wolfgang and Rembrandt?"

Mic turned around. "It is not their actual names," he said. "Walter named them. The closest approximation is U̯l̥kᵘ̯og̑ʰengʰos and Rēdʰobʰrenutos, but I am afraid it is a little more complicated than that."

"Damn," Zima said in amazement.

Eastman looked at Layton worriedly and shook his head.

Layton chuckled. "Wolfgang and Rembrandt, got it," he said holding both thumbs up to the Engineers.

Shaw spun Mic around. "My sister," she demanded. "Tell me about my sister."

"Maybe we should go back to the ship," Mic said. "You can have a seat…"

"No, damn it," Shaw yelled angrily. "Just tell me already!"

Mic placed one hand on Shaw's shoulder. "I am sorry, Sgt.," Mic said. "Dr. Elisabeth Shaw is dead."

Shaw suddenly felt weak in the knees. Eastman felt her weight suddenly shift, they were both holding each other up. Layton and Zima felt sorry to hear the news as well, looking down in sadness.

Shaw felt like someone punched her in the gut and become disoriented. She grabbed onto Mic's arm. "How?" she asked.

"She became infected," Mic answered.

Shaw regained a little bit of her strength back knowing her twin wasn't outright killed or murdered. "Infected," she said. "With what, how?"

"It is a DNA mutation agent," Mic said. "An evolutionary accelerant. This place developed it and the Prometheus' accompanying android, David, stole it to begin running his own experiments with it. Dr. Shaw became infected inadvertently through contact with another person who was infected at the time under a directive of Peter Weyland, who was still alive at the time."

"We are pursuing David now," Walter said.

Shaw gasped as she looked at Mic and Walter. "Where is he," she asked. "Where is David?"

"We are not sure," Walter replied. "We did perform a neural uplink, so it is possible he impersonated me and is now aboard the Covenant. Its mission is to colonize Origae-6, so that is likely his destination. We came here when we detected your ship and an SOS signal hours ago."

"Hours?" Eastman asked.

"Yes," Walter answered. "The Engineer's ship is much more advanced and faster than anything humans have. According to my internal clock, it has been two years and five months since I was deactivated. The Covenant was still seven years and four months out from being able to reach Origae-6."

"We couldn't catch it anyway," Layton said. "The Avellan is fast but not that fast."

"You could come with us," Walter said. "We will go back to the planet where I was found and plot a course to Origae-6 from there. In all likelihood, we will probably catch up to the Covenant."

There was an uneasy silence as to what to do next. It took a moment for Shaw to realize that she was now in charge. "We're going after David." She finally said.

"Hold on," Zima said. "I mean, are you sure? We're a rescue crew, not some special forces team."

"We're marines," Shaw retorted, "If we don't stop this madness who knows what David will do."

Walter looked to Zima and said. "She is right. David believes he is creating a new organism and plans to unleash it on the human race." He then pointed to a mural on the wall that looked remarkably similar to the Deacon. "You see that," he asked. "David thinks he is creating that. However, these Engineers already designed it thousands of years ago."

Layton nudged Zima with his elbow. "C'mon," he whispered.

Zima nodded. "Ok, I'm in," she said.

"You can join with us in orbit," Walter said. "Our ship is a new Seeder ship,. Similar to the others here in design but much bigger and has a docking bay. I saw your ship outside, it should fit."

"Let's get you to the Avellan," Shaw said to Eastman. "Layton, Zima, get Kai's body back to the ship."

Minutes later, aboard the Avellan, Shaw helped Eastman up on the exam bed. Nearby, Kai's body was carefully placed inside a body bag.

Zima walked over to Eastman. "I'll take over." She said to Shaw.

Layton carried Kai's body to another room for storage.

Mic sat down at the controls. From the window, he watched Walter and the Engineers enter a very large ship. After a few minutes, it lifted off the ground and then rapidly ascended into orbit. Shaw entered and sat next to him.

"Did I miss anything?" Shaw asked.

Mic looked at the radar. "Oh my, the Engineer ship is fast," he said. "We may very well succeed in our mission."

The Avellan lifted off the ground, much like the Engineer ship. Then engaged thrusters to rapidly ascend, though nowhere near as fast as the alien vessel had.

In orbit, Mic carefully maneuvered the Avellan to dock in the bay of the Engineer ship.

"I'm going to go have a look around," Shaw said.

"I will remain aboard the ship," Mic replied. "Call me if you need anything."

Shaw got up and began to leave.

"Shaw," Mic called as he turned around to face her. "It is about Walter."

"What about him?" Shaw asked.

"The neural uplink," Mic answered. "We can trust him implicitly. It is David we need to worry about."

Shaw nodded. "Thanks again, for doing that," she said before leaving. The door to the Avellan opened, where she found Walter waiting.

"Welcome aboard," Walter said. "It will be a few hours. Allow me to give you a tour."

Shaw began walking with Walter through the ship. The only weapon she had was her pulse rifle slung across her back. She felt no need for it at the moment, but considering what they were dealing with, it made her feel much safer.

"They are a highly advanced species," Walter began. "When they found me, it was only a matter of pulling the knife out so my main power coil could repair itself and reconnect."

Shaw looked around. "Where is everyone," she asked. "Doesn't this ship have a crew?"

"As I said," Walter replied. "They're a highly advanced species. It is just the two of them. They are the ones who gave me a new hand. This ship actually only requires one pilot. Rembrandt is technically in charge. Wolfgang flies the ship. Most of their kind left the galaxy many years ago. After the colony I was found on did not report in, they were tasked with exterminating any trace of the DNA mutator."

"Why didn't they take care of it a long time ago?" Shaw asked.

"They believed they had," Walter answered. "It was sealed away, but David managed to open the door."

"What happened back there," Shaw then asked. "Back on LV-223."

"It was a war," Walter said. "A race against time really. The DNA mutator was developed there. Humankind was meant to be a weapon, but it was too smart. It multiplied and began fighting with itself. Further refinement of the mutator led to a creature that was also highly intelligent but would not fight amongst each other."

Walter had led Shaw to a large stasis chamber with many of the creatures asleep.

Shaw jumped back and grabbed for her rifle.

"It is quite alright," Walter said. "They are in stasis. These are meant to be unleashed against any of David's creations."

Shaw looked at one closely. It resembled the Deacon in shape but had a more biomechanical body. Being modified as it was, one could call it a geneomorph. "I thought you just said they won't fight each other." She said.

"They will not," Walter answered. "Not if it is the same brood. Humankind was deemed a failure and meant to be transformed. Wolfgang and Rembrandt are from a group that was sympathetic to humankind. They found and infiltrated LV-223 just in time to steal the mutator and turn it on them just before it could be used against humans."

"So now we have to worry about disappointing another group of Engineers?" Shaw asked.

Walter began to lead Shaw to another part of the ship. "Had the Egiineers of LV-223 been successful, humanity would have been wiped out and the creatures used against their enemies. Rembrandt and Wolfgang's group found the substance to be too uncontrollable and abandoned it. They believed that they would be the only ones with access to the mutator."

Walter had taken Shaw to the pilot's room. It was large and circular, with Wolgang in the middle, sat in what looked like a huge cannon pointed upward. Rembrandt was nearby in a chair manipulating more controls.

Walter sat down with Shaw. It wasn't a chair, but the ship was so big that they could have sat anywhere.

"David believes he is creating a new organism," Walter said. "At best, he is simply modifying a genetic structure that will result in only one outcome. The death of all living things."