2275 C.E.<br/><br/>Earth month April 22nd<br/><br/>Jon was sitting on the floor of the large ship, his back against the wall as he threw a rubber ball against the wall. The ball would hit the wall, then the ground before it landed back in his hand. The man had the rather borning duty of safe guarding there latest ill gotten gains, he may be one of the oldest, of the crew there, which meant he was one of the most trusted. Thus landing him the job the guarding such a large score, including one Cyro tube with who knows what in it.<br/><br/>Jon wasn't sure if the guys who had brought the tube in had hooked it up the right way, as it seemed like there was a lot of steam for something like that. Yet he wasn't really paid to voice such a opinion, so he just sat there, playing with the ball he had since he was a child. He could head foot steps, Jon didn't move though, as it was most likely one of the older guys coming to either relieve him of his duty so he could sleep. It could also be one of the younger guys trying to score something free, he would sit them right though if that was the case.<br/><br/>Luckily for him, it was one of the older guys. With a soft yawn, Jon stood up. "Alright, place is all yours." He said, handing the guy a pair of keys to the lock door. Which everything was behind.<br/><br/>Jon went to his room, which was a private room, unlike how many of the crew shared. So he didn't have to listen to them talk and go one about there fights and such, instead he just fell into his bed and passed out.<br/><br/>A few hours went by before Jon was awoken by the loud whiles of the emergency warning going off, along with the red lights. A odd mist was also sipping through under his door, Jon just sighed, thinking someone fucked up. Grabbing his jacket with a sigh, he stepped out into the hallway, but what he saw was something straight out of the old Alien movies.<br/><br/>Bodies littered the ground, the hallway was red, from both the lights and from blood of the crew. Jon reached back and took out the shield and  his gun. Turning the shield on, he started to slowly move through the halls. His eyes scanning the area, he knew every part of the ship. Yet it all seemed new and unknown to him. He could hear the faint sounds of screaming and fighting coming from the main deck. So he started that way.