The space above fiery A136 was quiet, a marble of glass hung in a vacuum of darkness. Fire licked silently across the planet's surface as rain clouds gathered along the border of light and dark.

The star sone with increased intensity, white hot through the darkness. A myriad of satellites, space stations and the occasional abandoned mining ship orbited the planet systems of light blinking in the darkness.

One of these ships, a luxury civilian transport was on the bright side of its orbit, silhouetted against the fiery star=, the lines of white where the sun hit and pools of black where it did not, making a sharp contrast upon the face of the ship between light and dark.

It seemed a peaceful thing, hanging there in the darkness unsuspecting of thwart was to come.

ON the far edge of the planet's orbit, there was a sudden whirling and a sharp flash of light as another ship appeared from the darkness.

It was hulking, massive, and painted black against the stars, only its blue highlight strips gave any indication there was a ship there at al. She crawled from the darkness stealthily slithering through the starry expanse until her shadow bore down on the unsuspecting ship.

***

Fiery starlight spilled in through the front window, tinted just enough that they were not completely blinded by its awful magnitude. A figure stood against the burning light, unmoving, arms crossed over his chest.

On his shoulder there sat a smaller figure all colorful fluff and impossibly large eyes.

"Lord Avex...."

"Yes, Admiral."

Deploy the grapples... and don't bother to be gentle about it.

***

Sunny sagged against her chains, her legs dumbed from the increased drugs. The dosage they had given her far outweigh any of the other doses that had come before, insuring that she would not move during the procedure. As limp as she was, she worried about her joints dislocating, as her shoulders were the only thing holding her up.

"Hold it steady." The man ordered, and she could feel the cool, clammy tough of the man's hand on her lower left arm as the last bit of her forearm carapace was stripped away. The cold was immediate and unpleasant, and the feel of the air against her bare skin made her want to scratch it off. It was a horrible sensation that she detested immediately.

Looking down at her arm, the only thing left there was the grey, gore stained skin cut with abrasions and pale from never having seen the light . The sight made her sick, as hideous as it was, and she used the last of her strength to turn her head away.

The man held up what was left of the carapace, "Ah, that should be enough for three vials, don't you think? He walked across the room, and Sunny watched in hopeless anger as he fed her shining armor into the machine, grinding it into powder right there before her eyes. From there it dripped down into three bottles, and held them up to the light, "A little less than I thought we would get, But it should be enough."

He walked back over the the fancy woman and handed her the vials, which she looked down at with distaste."

"Is something wrong ma'am."

She turned to look up at him as if that had been a stupid question, "Not as much as you were expecting? That sounds like you are short changing me. When I came here for three vials.I wanted three vials of the promised size, not a little less than what we were hoping for."

The man held up his hands in a defensive way, "Ok ok, my apologies. We will get you some more."

He turned to look at Sunny, and she knew what was coming next.

The circular saw blade began to spin slowly as his partner held it at the ready, lowering his goggles down over his face.

And then the ship jolted violentl.

The man pitched forward, nearly imbedding the circular saw tool in his own face, but catching himself at the last minute. The fancy woman keeled over backwards and hit the floor hard as her shoes unbalanced her, and the third man slammed sideways into the chains, releasing the mechanism that held her up, and causing her to fall to the floor. She didn't really feel much when she hit, she hadn't been all that high up anyway.

Out of all of them, her descent to the floor had been the least violent.

One of the men stood, "What the hell was that!"

The massive clatter of metal, was accompanied by the groaning of the ships hull which deflected and popped against the weight of something. Sirens began to go off overhead as the two men leaped to their feet, while the fancy woman struggled just to make it to her knees.

One of them raced over to the coms and slammed their fist against it, "What's going on up there."

There was no answer for a long moment before, "We are being boarded, sir!" The voice was frantic, and on the other end of the line Sunny could hear more metallic screeching.

The ship continued to vibrate and scream as the group of men staggered their way across the floor.

Sunny tried to lift her head, but didn't have the strength.

Her mind moved slowly.

Being boarded.

Could it be?

But no.... That was too much to hope for.... Wasn't it?

Next to her the other Drev shifted and lifted their heads.

The man pressed the comm again, "Someone do SOMETHING."

"We can't, sir they have shielding."

"Than get rid of their shielding!"

The man on the other end of the line went quiet, "We aren't going to win this one boss.

"Get the escape pods ready then." She snarled.

"I can't sir, its a magnetic grapple field, so nothing is getting out of this.

THe man howled in frustration.

There was a sharp thud on the outside.

"How could they even get in?" one of the men wondered, "There is no outside access to the airlock."

Just then another voice came over the line, "Sir, sir something has taken over out internal computer systems.... I I don't know what it is but I...."

There was a loud THUD from somewhere below them.

"The airlock!" someone yelled

And that was when Sunny began to laugh. It was so startling, that the entire room went quiet as they turned to look at her. She wasn't really amused, but there was a part of her, one that was very smug about what she was sure was soon to happen.

"What are you laughing about, scarab."

She continued to laugh for a long moment, "You're fucked."

"What is she talking about." The woman demanded.

Sunny laughed again, "I know whose ship that is."

More laughter

The men looked concerned. One of them pointed the circular saw blade at her, "Tell us!"

She giggled manically, "That's the Omen."

"What do you mean the Omen." The man said nervously, shuffling his feet, "I mean you dim bastard THE omen. The pride of the UNSC fleet.... Captained b Admiral vir and a crew of a thousand men and aliens. Celzex weapons, Vrul shields.... And GRAVITY enabled grappling fields." She began to laugh again.

"He's coming.... Hes coming."

Her manic laughter had clearly unsettled then, and her warning made it all the worse.

"Someone.....I, give me the damn blowtorch."

Once given his prize, he thrust it at one of the other men and pointed towards the door. Outside Sunny was just beginning to hear the sounds of distant carnage, "Weld it shut!"

WHen the man didn't move at first he nearly went ballistic, "DO IT NOW."

Sunny began to laugh again.

The man still holding the saw blade turned to look at her, viciously kicking her in the side, "Shut up scarab."

The man at the door was having a tough time getting the idea to work, and with everyone screaming at him and his hands shaking, it was doing no real good.

That was probably why the door didn't last more than a few microseconds. With a loud screech and thunderous bang the door was ripped off its tracks. The six inch thick metal door, not just dented open or blown inward, but kicked out of its brackets and completely detached from the wall all together, with such a powerful force, it slammed into the first man and sent him back gnarly three feet, slamming into the floor, unmoving.

When the sparks settled, and the room quiet, Sunny heard the hydraulic whirr and hiss as two feet clattered against the floor.

Smoke from out in the hallway filtered in through the floor as the figure stood at the door.

The first human, the one at the intercom, raced forward, a steel pipe having appeared in his hands some minutes ago. He swung it at the newcomers head, but it was useless, he cot the steel pipe with the queal of metal against metal, forearm to pipe, and then ripped it backwards out of the man's hands , sending him flailing to the floor.

The second man came at him with the only weapon left available: the whirring circular saw.

He caught that too on the metal of the exo skeleton and then droe it hard downward, sending the circular saw blade cutting right into the man's foot and sticking him to the floor. The man screamed long and loud, but his attacker did not heed him, spinning once with a backhanded swing that sent the pipe careening into the other man's head, with a violent THWACK.

The second man wrenched the saw blade from his foot with a roar of pain, but it was knocked aside and went clattering across the floor as he was punched in the sternum.

There was a sharp crunch as he went staggering backwards and hit the floor very still.

Behind him, a group of other figures poured into the room.

One figure, big and red, grabbed two humans by the backs of their coats and threw them into the nearby wall with a sharp clatter.

The original figure knelt on the floor fist drawn back, ready to send his fist through the man's head.

"ADAM! HELP HER!"

His fist stopped and grew still. For a moment the man below him looked relieved, but with a sharp blow to the face he was knocked unconscious.

Adam stood, blurry in her vision as he raced over to her side.

She heard the soft hissing of the Iron eye suit as he knelt next to her.

Strong hands and warm arms grasped around her chest and middle, hauling her partially upright where her head leaned against his chest. He held her tight, tight enough that it should have hurt but she didn't care.

"Sunny.... Sunny can you hear me?"

It echoed around and around inside her head.

Carnage nearly drowned him out.

A hand pressed against her cheek, "Sunny, Sunny please say something."

Her head lolled against his chest as the light overhead faded in and out...

Her body, tense from a month of perpetual fear and anger slowly relaxed and she felt her body sliding downward before he caught her, holding her upright to sag against him.

For the first time in over a month, she was safe.

Her mind knew it.

And her body knew it.

So, it shut her off, allowed her some peace, in the arms of a person who wasn't about to let anything more happen to her.

***

She didn't feel the movement, wasn't aware of the strong arms that carried her from the ship all on his own, wasn't aware of the hushed voices and the quiet whispering. Wasn't aware of the days that went by with her stillness and the waiting concern of those around her.

When she finally opened her eyes and awoke it was to soft beeping, and dim blue light. White curtains hung about her, over her head, and for a moment she wasn't really sure where she was.

It wasn't the sound at first but the sensations.

Something warm gripping her hand, and gripping it tight, and a soft caress over the skin of her exposed stomach, repeating circles, up the side down to the side and back.

She turned her head very slowly and groggily to the side.

At first she didn't recognize the face of the man who sat next to her but as her slow brain caught up with her eyes she hummed in confusion and worry.

"Adam?"

The man lifted his head, turning to look at her. Scruffy, gaunt, and supporting about two weeks of growth on his chin and face, but when he smiled at her she knew for sure it was him, brighter than any light in this place. He rested a hand against the side of her face, "I.... i was worried.... You scared me."

"Sorry" She muttered softly.

He brought his other hand up to the other side of her face leaning down to gently touch foreheads with her for a quiet moment, "I'm sorry I didn't make it sooner."

The pain in his eyes made her hurt just to watch and she shook her head, "An entire universe, and you still found me, considering you did it in a month is pretty impressive."

He gave a weak smile. "If... If i had just been safer during the storm."

She raised a hand, "Shh.... none of that."

He trailed off and nodded sheepishly. He leaned forward, "I'm sorry, this... this isn't about me.... How are you feeling?"

She shifted, and despite lethargy, she was at least able to move, "A bit.... Drugged."

"Yeah, there were massive amount of paralysis in your system when we found you. Krill has been pulling the drugs out, but he says it may take a few weeks to get back to normal."

Below her on the bed She flex and unflexed her lower left hand. She wasn't sure if she was brave enough to look, but she knew she had to. WHen she turned her head down she grew sick to her stomach. The hideous grey expanse of scarred up tissue and disgusting pale skin. She turned her head away, but he caught her, hands to the side of her face again.

She let out a shaky breath

"Hey, hey, none of that.... Don't even start." One hand still on her cheek, he lowered the other and took her lower left hand in his, "This doesn't change anything you hear me, nothing at all. Not about the way I feel, and certainly not about the way you should feel about yourself ok...."

She struggled internally for a moment.

He squeezed her hand tighter, "No matter what, ok.:

She felt as he slid his hand down the inside of her wrist, resting his hand along the strange exposed skin of her forearm. It felt strange, unusual, tingly. It made her cringe thinking about touching it, but he didn't flinch once, "Don't you think for one minute that this makes you any less." She stared into his face and he stared back with a conviction so strong she felt herself starting to believe.

His serious face was broken by a sudden smile, "Besides.... I.... I have something for you."

The bright smile and excitement filtered over to her and she sat up against her pillows.

"I made it myself!" he announced with pleasure, pausing as he turned around with a box between his two hands.

"I...." He looked down a bit sheepishly, "Don't laugh alright..... It was my first go but I... I wanted to make something...."

Sunny didn't even have to see it to know she would love it anyway.

Slowly he handed to box over to her, and she lifted the lid.

Inside, was a polished metal vambrace made of shimmering blue metal flecked with little golden bits on the inside.

She stared.

"Do you like it.... I.... well I made it while you were sleeping,... i mean i would have stayed here if krill had let me, but he sort of forced me to leave and get some rest, of course I couldn't sleep so I ended up down in your workshop instead, and I wasn't really sure what to do, but I made this and I thought maybe it would help, and since I remembered that there was a little bit of your dad's carapace in my leg, I removed a little piece and used that inside the metal, and I'm sorry if that's a bad thing or...." She gripped his hand to stop him from rambling.

"Can you, help me put it on."

The relief on his face was so visible it was almost a sound, and he gently took the metal bracer from the box. He looked nervous as it snapped open and he situated her arm inside.

She had trouble looking at it, but his expression didn't change once as his fingers brushed over the exposed skin.

The metal was cold against her arm.

He took a deep breath, and snapped the brase close with a sharp snap.

The strange feeling of the room was now gone, and she was left only with the slowly warming underside of the metal, and the beautiful glittering of the Crude metalwork inlaid with pieces of her father's carapace.

"Does it fit?"

She lifted her arm and turned it this way and that, admiring the shine of the metal.

She looked up at him, "Not bad.... Not bad at all."

He grinned, the relief still evident there. He pressed his forehead against hers for another quick moment before sitting back, "Now rest, or I'll knock you out myself, you hear."

She snorted but yawned, "I'd like to see you try."

"If i can find one Drev in an entire universe, I'm pretty sure I could knock that same Drev unconscious, but whatever makes you feel better, Zhak, hijan chal."

She closed her eyes.

And fell

Fast

Asleep