Firefly awoke in a strange, unknown location. Her suit powered on along with her consciousness, allowing her to sit up and assess her surroundings. A tap to her earpiece, and her voice rang clear, “Command, this is AR-1368. Please respond.” Seconds passed. No reply. She needed to get in touch with the others, no matter what. Rising to her feet, a sharp pain pressed against her side. Her suit was dented. While later walking around in hopes of finding any means of survival, a rustling nearby caught her attention. A quick whip of her head and she was able to identify where the sound was coming from. “Who’s there?” She stalked towards the area, prepared to attack at any given point. “Show yourself.”