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I be gone into the depts of abyss. I'm leaving Bungie.net. Sorry.
Logg ONE
From: AI_CRS-1
Date: March 5, 2560---7 years after Destruction of the Ark and installation 04-2
Location: Aboard in [PGC.vessel] Forward Into Dawn. EGC- Estimated Galaxy coordenates
^783.5578*^0465.132*...>>CASSIFFIED<<
"We've been on this 'bucket', as it might be, drifting trough Nebulae and space itself for 7 'Human' years. My consistent truth of my old logic has been falling apart... but Im not like the others. I will survive this... I will protect John at all cost. I'll need to find something, something we could use to our advantage, maybe to find something or, someone..."
3 Hours later
Cortana commenced the resurrection... of the "'last'" Spartan she tought. Standing in the holographic pad -Holo tank, to better say- she blinked red and blue, however, her holographic right side of the face was covered in some-what of blood, you might think. She looked like she had been 'cut' in various places of her body.
"Please, wake-up. I need you", she whispered."So do I" The 'other' screamed -her 'emotions'.
The Master Chief was in the narrow edge of life and death, he was in the "'twilight zone'" as other UNSC personnel would've said. His status glowed from yellow to green normal, as he came about, and woke-up from having been asleep...for 7 years.
Cortana, however, had discovered signals and pings, those werent Covenant... or Human. For that, she needed Master Chief to look, what were those 'signals' and pings, since the Video arrays didn't have direct power from the Aft reactors, she was simply, blind. For her's and the Chief's safety, she wasn't gonna let a thing happen to him... If it meant her life.