The fallen soldier

Chapter- 9

Survivors.

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The interior of the wreckage fared no better than the exterior, wires hanged loosely from the ceiling. The occasional voltage of electricity would shoot out from a wire and fall onto the ground, electrifying the little puddles of water that inhabited the metal floor.

"Puddles? There must be a broken water pipe somewhere." You crouch down and examine a broken keypad, you reach out and pull the metal covering from the wires that barely held it in place.

The electricity shooting from the wires meant the ship still had some form of power running through its metal veins, maybe the doors still functioned? You grab two separate wires and touch them together, a spark appeared accompanied by opening doors.

You stand up and turn towards the now opened doors, behind them was the crew quarters, normally you have to go though a lot more doors to reach this area of the ship. Though you kinda avoided using the airlock by entering through a giant ass hole in the side of the ship.

Twilight and the rest of the gang decided to walk in after you, Fluttershy was cautiously examining the ceiling of the ship and jumped back in fright every time a spark of electricity shot from a loose wire.

You felt a pinch at your heart every time she'd jump back and let loose a quiet shriek. But you kept your stoic appearance and continued to delve deeper into the ship. As you entered the Crew quarters, you could faintly hear Rarity complaining of the reek the water emitted.

"Probably from the sewage pipes! Wouldn't recommend stepping in it!" You call out, Rainbow responded with, "could've warned me earlier!" And a quiet "ew" followed not long after.

The Crew quarters fared no better than the rest of the ship, items that weren't bolted down were scattered all over the place. One bed was ripped from it place and was currently lying upside down in a large buildup of clear-ish water.

Oh, one really big detail you forgot to mention or at least explain better, yes the ship you're currently in will never be able to fly again without some kinda miracle. It requires too much maintenance and your class in engineering was only about 2 weeks long, they didn't teach you how to bring a spaceship back from the dead. The most you can do is fix certain laser weapons, manually repair certain parts of your armor, and show off your knowledge of spaceships and what makes them tick.

Also the ship managed to crash 'nose' first, meaning it basically face planted from space, how it managed to keep itself from collapsing in on itself? I'll never know... But whatever the reason, it saved your life.

Can't say much for your squad mates...

People die every die.. There's some things I can't stop.

You could have done one thing...

Like what?

Choose a different path...

....

There you go again, arguing with yourself, and somehow..

You lost.

Alas, you would kill for a drink of whiskey right now, though that can be done later. Refocusing on the task at hand you start picking through the supplies that lay around the room. You follow the non-existing path of crushed bottles of water and come across the fridge that normally carry's small snacks, or at least what was left of it.

Only a large hole remained, the wires that used to be plugged into something, now hanged aimlessly in the air. You pondered the location of the fridge, but ignored it and continued searching the room.

When you come across the overthrown bed, you grip onto the edges and carefully flip it back over, You sadly stared down at what occupied the space beneath the bed, "Lucas." You mumble under your breath.

Lucas, you worked with the man twice before, he was a good shot with his rifle and he did a lot of good. He pulled you from a dangerous battlefield once, you happened to get knocked out by a large piece of shrapnel that slammed into your helmet, he apparently threw you over his shoulder and personally delivered you to a medic.

You never returned the favor.

And you probably never will.

You crouched beside him and stared at his emotionless face, around his head was a dried puddle of blood, the metal long since stained with the blood of a dead man. The stench of a dead man was finally acknowledged by your nose, you bring your helmet up and start stripping the man of what he wouldn't need.

Not exactly humane, but you've long since lost your ability to care when it came to this sorta thing, his death saddened you inside, but you pushed those feeling aside and began taking what he would never have a use for.

You pull the trigger without a second thought nowadays anyway.

You grab magazines, you grab his sidearm, you take his dog tag, you take his combat knife.

You take whatever would be useful to you.

Afterwords, you stand and begin looking for his rifle, the man always treated it like it was his kid and would never let anyone touch it. It was his prized possession, and you were about to take it and use it for your own deeds.

You'll use it in his honor, though this is just an excuse to yourself so the guilt doesn't eat you alive.

You spot the rifle lying against the wall, surprisingly it was still intact, rather convenient. You pick it up and exam it, it was a GS48.

It had 3 firing options, semi-auto, Burst-fire, and Full-auto.

it used 5.56mm rounds and each default mag used around 32 rounds.

Lucas has a Red dot sight installed on it, he always took pride in his choice of weaponry. And you could see why, it was a fine piece and would prove useful to you. You stick the gun to the magnetic holster on you back.

You deem this room to have nothing else of interest, so you focus on burying your fallen comrade. You reach down and pick his body up, he felt as light as feather and proved to be no strain on you. Then you fling him over your shoulder and make your way out of the Crew quarters and then the ship itself.

Surprisingly, you don't come across any of the 6 women that should also be on the ship. You place Lucas on the ground and quickly jump back into the ship, intent on finding them.

They were probably in the flight deck, or maybe the cargo room, or possibly the engine room.. That's were you'd most likely find Twilight. Applejack and Rainbow would probably be in the cargo bay, and Fluttershy and Rarity would most likely be examining the flight deck.

Or maybe everything you just said was complete bullshit and they're probably all together in one room.

Yeah, that's sounds better.

But which room?

Author's Notes:

Alright so I though I'd let you guys decide on which room they're in.

Just comment on which room you think they're in.

Engine room

Flight deck

Cargo bay

If I get no responses, or a lacking amount of them..I will choose myself. How does the 10 comments for one option sound? If 10 separate people comment on one option then thats were I'll base the next chapter.

Yes, depending on what happens, there will be different outlooks.

Example- engine room get 10 comments, Anderson finds something cool, Flight deck gets 10 comment, Anderson discovers a dying mans last wish.. Or Yada Yada.

In the end, once it's been written and published, each outlook will end the same.

After this chapter is published the countdown will begin, how does two days sound? That's the limit, but if I get 10 comments before that, I'll start the chapter immediately.