Few knew Of the project's existence, even fewer knew of what it entailed. Even Dutch didn't. Lance corporal Nathan "Dutch" Blackborn knew he was a product of the project, he knew he wasn't... Natural. He was part of a set, one of many. Yet he knew each one of them, the betas atleast. The alphas were a different breed, based more on aggression and brute force.
But all that didn't matter, he was cut off, inside an unknown ship, without a plan or allies. He had only his equipment with him, not a situation he'd not been in before. The scenarios he'd been running hadn't been great. Without supplies he'd need to find food or water, else wise he'd die.
He'd encountered only a few creatures, no one alive, they were easy to kill, his rifle made short work of them. Ammunition wasn't a problem, he had over a thousand rounds, with the ability to make more when needed.
He roamed the hallway rifle raised and ready, searching for supplies.
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