Out in the blackness of space the Grey ships were hammering the falling ship, the heavy lasers lancing across its surface and raising massive red boils that exploded into rapidly dying flames and then ragged steel canyons in the face of the ship. A large section of the ships was glowing red hot and large areas appeared to be sloughing off of the ship as though the entire thing were semi-liquid. The lasers concentrated on this spot and were starting to bore their way into the ship.<br/><br/>-------<br/><br/>Edmund made sure the wounded soldier would live through her wounds. He looked at the foot for only a second, but could tell that it was fully cauterized and wouldn't likely cause her to bleed out. She was lucky it was the foot and not her knee, he'd seen many marines bleed out from losing their lower leg. "<span style="color: red">Keep your mind on staying alive, soldier. Celebrations can wait until we get out of this.</span>" He turned as Donovan approached and regarded the man but before he could respond there was yet another alarm as the temperature in the hallway began to sharply rise, a faint red glow visible from the generator room. The emotionless voice spoke again over the intercoms, "Warning, critical structural failure of reactor chamber wall imminent. Evacuate main access hallways immediately." Edmund motioned to all of his squad to get into one of the side halls, "<span style="color: red">Move it, people, you heard her!</span>" He helped the wounded Sydney into the hall and then furiously typed in a code on the panel. As soon as the last person was out of the access hall he hit a key on the panel and the door slammed shut.<br/><br/>Mere moments after the doors shut there was a loud pop as the beams sliced through the outer wall of the reactor and cleaved through a large section of it. Lights immediately dimmed on the ship and more alarms started sounding as there was a loud sucking sound from behind the door and waves of heat could be felt radiating off the door. The automated voice spoke again over the intercoms, "Atmospheric ignition successfully contained. Main generator has sustained critical damage, fifteen minutes until critical failure of generator and ninety-seven percent chance of total destruction of carrier. Evacuate immediately." The dim lighting made it somewhat difficult to see, but dull red lights lit up a pathway to the nearest evac shuttles, lining up perfectly with where Asya had put her nav point.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: red">Come on, let's get the hell out of this death trap.</span>" Edmund offered his help to Sydney, so that she could keep up with the rest of the squad, and made a beeline for the evac shuttles. The dimly lit hallways were like something out of a nightmare, many of them were painted with blood and had scorch marks across the walls, floors and ceilings. Corpses that had been cut apart were strewn across the ground in some areas, but Edmund held his gaze straight ahead. He did not focus on the fallen, those he could not save. He needed to get those that were still alive out of here so they didn't meet the same end. When Sydney spoke to him he simply shook his head in response, "<span style="color: red">We all make mistakes, Morimoto. How do you think I got these scars?</span>"<br/><br/>It seemed like an eternity but it was only a little over a minute before they arrived at the shuttle, and he made sure Sydney got in before looking back over his shoulder. "<span style="color: red">Everybody in and get strapped in, I have a feeling we're going to have a bit of a rough ride. Holmes, help me keep this hallway secure for any remaining friendlies while everyone gets ready to go.</span>" As Edmund spoke a small group of haggard looking Marines came around the corner, one of them carrying a bag that appeared to be full of ammunition. There appeared to be four of them, two of them Reptilians of green color with brilliant orange feathering around their heads and one of them was missing his right arm just above the elbow and was clutching the stump between bloodied fingers. Edmund subconsciously rolled his shoulder as he motioned for the marines to get in with the rest of his squad.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>