Null Space

Ross watched from a few feet back. He wasn't going to get involved yet.

"well yes I am done." he said. "And I need your help sir." he said to the captin. If you must know, I was part of an escort fleet and am the sole suvivor of said fleet. I just need ammo and repairs and a job. And I fly an Amored Trooper or AT for short." he said "I promsed the daughter of the Tiny dancers captin that I'd bring daddy home safe and sound. But all of the escort fleet was destroyed and me and my Dog here, are the only ones in one peace." he said as he pated the green armor.

"I'm sorry to say that repairs to other ships can't be done at the moment due to a crash we experienced a couple days ago. We can supply ammo for a fee depending on what types." Luna instructed. "Also call me mam not sir, do I look like a man to you?"

Ross chuckled slightly from where he was.

~~~~~

Marco woke up in his bed. His eyes fixed on the ceiling above him. He stood up from the bed in his cell, looking around it.

At this point Kit was outside his cell looking at him. "Your awake now then." She said and got up from the chair she was sitting in.

Marco looked at her. "Yes. I see you're here to make sure I don't escape."

"Not so much, I`ll here to explain what`s going on in your confused brain actually." Kit said shrugging. "But if your going to act rude then I`ll leave." She said causally it not making a difference to her.

Marco shook his head. "Please don't leave me alone in here." He said, sitting down on the bed.

"So do you want to know? You may not take it too well." Kit asked putting in a warning to make sure he understood how serious this was.

Marco nodded. "Yes. I would like to know."

"Your not fully human anymore. I don`t know who yet but someone rewired your brain, literally. You were made to get information on other ships so the ships could be taken down once you find the weak points. That`s why your memories are gone and why you knew I was lying about the soldiers hang out room." Kit explained not flinching at any of it.

Marco nodded and looked down at his hands. "I see. I'm sorry for my behavior earlier. I let my emotions override my actions."

"It`s my fault for saying something so serious so casually. You reacted like a lot of people would when hearing something like that. I should have explained more that you had a choice in the matter." Kit apologized. "Also sorry for having to stab you earlier I can`t imagine that didn`t hurt."

Marco shook his head. "Its not your fault. And I forgive you."

Kit nodded. "I`m sorry to say this but we can`t let you ut of the cell in till we can interrupt the signal going to your brain."

Marco nodded. "I understand. Thank you for telling me. I'll try not to gather information if I can help it."

Kit nodded and leaned against the wall. "Does any of this information jog any memories?"

Marco shook his head. "No. I'm not feeling high hopes about my memories returning."

"Well do you remember any information. Like a last name or how old you are?" Kit asked.

"My name is Marco Strauss. I'm 17 years old and I'm a member of Concord." Marco said, immediately.

Kit raised her eyebrows. "Well that was pretty da*n good. Maybe there is hope for your memories. Concord...that sounds familiar."

Marco reached into his pocket and pulled out a card. "I found this." He said, slipping it between the bars.

Kit took the card and looked at what it said on it.

It was an ID card, showing all the information he had said on it. Underneath where it said CONCORD in all caps at the top, it read "Protect and Serve." Concord was, for the most part, a SWAT unit.

"Wow, you were part of a military force in a way. That`s pretty impressive for a scrawny guy like you." Kit said impressed. "I remember reading up on Concord back in school."