AN: I own nothing

Prologue: Taken

My name is Alex. No point in telling you my last name. I've given up that life. I'm what you would see as an average guy. I didn't do anything of any particular worth. I was sixteen when it had gone down, now here I was with my best friend in the world, we were the closest you could get without being brothers. He had actually just turned seventeen. His name is Jason.

Again no point in telling his last name as he like me had given up his past life. He and I were just sitting in his room talking. Jason was a larger guy, always had a bit of a girth on him. His hair was dark brown and a bit on the wavy side, his lightly tanned face was always covered in his 'beard' that he refused to admit was just some hair stubble, he also was short sighted so he needed to wear glasses to cover his blue eyes.

I however was the thinner of the both of us. It wasn't that I had a scrawny frame but as my parents called it I had a wiry build; my hair was always on the shorter side and was a dark brown almost black color. My eyes were a steel gray that I had gotten from my mother's side of the family. But while we were talking I suddenly got this feeling of dread, like we were being watched and before I could turn I felt a sharp pain. I didn't have time to register the impact of my body hitting the floor before Jason joined me. After that I couldn't say I had any real semblance of time. I was just aware of voices, echo's, phantom pains. I could faintly hear my own screams.

Every sense was muted the whole time, I wondered if this was what it was like to be high on painkillers. But that thought didn't last too long. After a time I felt like I was sitting in something. I tried moving my hand but when I did I felt some resistance. Like something was covering it and my whole arm. Slowly but surely I began to notice a slight pressure on my whole body. Looking down I was met with the sight of an eerie white metal that had a distinctly familiar look.

On my chest was what looked to be a semi rib cage armor design and a metal panel that displayed some kind of information that my clouded mind couldn't make out. I looked down to my left and saw a helmet. I knew it was a helmet because I'd seen it before. It looked like the elite suit helmet.

'It can't be' I thought.' There's no way that can be-'

My train of thought was suddenly cut off when a blue screen popped up in front of me confirming my previously denied thought

CEG MISSION ER529

STATUS UPDATE…

USG KELLION EN ROUTE TO AEGIS SYSTEM…

PRIMARY MISSION ASSETS…

…ALEXANDER ARGENT – ASSAULT, CLOSE COMBAT, WEAPONS ENGINEER AND SHIP SYSTEMS SPECIALIST…

…JASON STEEL - ENGINEERING AND WEAPONS COMBAT SPECIALIST TOP MARKSMAN…

…KENDRA DANIELS – COMPUTER SPECIALIST…

…ZACH HAMMOND – CHIEF SECURITY OFFICER…

DIRECTIVE A: LOCATE MINING VESSEL USG ISHIMURA…

DIRECTIVE B: DIAGNOSE AND REPAIR COMMUNICATIONS BLACKOUT…

TIME TO CONTACT POINT: 3 MINUTES…

Jason and I were in Dead Space.