Son of the Thalatte

[Reeves]

Log : 1

Many associate the darkness with cold, despite being enveloped by it I felt perfectly warm. I felt nurtured and cared for, whatever I was locked in began feeling smaller and smaller to me. Occasionally a burst of thoughts would writhe through my mind, all of them purely educational. From technical skills such as flying ships, firearm usage to the more mundane such as how to walk properly and social behavior. Suddenly my darkness wasn't so quiet anymore, the thoughts in my mind became walls, each of them closing in on me more rapidly by the second. Eventually there was no space left, I feared my existence would end the moment those walls of thought crushed me. I realize now I was wrong. My eyes flew open, just as the fluids of this tank began to drain and the previous weightlessness of the liquids that once comforted me now gushed away. The glass slowly slid down and I fell forwards, landing with both arms preventing me from slamming onto the ground. Someone passed me a towel, as they did I noticed three of us to the left of me and four of us to the right. For some reason my mind already identified them as my siblings, so I decided not to fight the notion. A man who I identified as the curator walked between us, instructing everyone to select a pair of undergarments from the pile laid out. Nobody hesitated and nobody questioned.

A Doctor who I identified with the name 'Glass' ran several tests on me. Checking my general health, fitness and other apt fields before clearing me. A few more specific tests were ran to evaluate my marksmanship, which proved to be above average but not as good as one of my siblings, I began coming to the conclusion that almost everything I did wasn't as good as how one of my siblings did it, for a brief moment I felt disappointed in myself.
Glass decided to run one more test. He had us all separated and scattered throughout the ship. And on his signal we had to begin relocating one another and then return to him within two minutes. The first one of my siblings I managed to track down was ironically the one who liked to stay to himself, my mind identified him as Pike. Not long after we found another one of our siblings, Aria. The two followed me as we raced down seemingly random hallways, they weren't sure where I was leading them, but I knew exactly where I needed to go. I was a tracker, able to locate things with ease. It struck me then, that each of us had a purpose. Each contributed pieces to form a whole.
We broke Glass' expectation by returning to him in a group of ten after just over a minute had past. He seemed pleased, he took a good look at all of us and then the Curator returned to the room, instructing us to walk towards the large containers pressed into the wall, each had a number on it and somehow we all knew our numbers. I walked up to the container numbered 'ZZ-0007'. A small piece of metal began to slide out of the way revealing the contents inside. There was an entire suit of combat armor inside, the helmet showing me a reflection of the room around me and myself. Moments later I was no longer looking at the suit but wearing it. And the rest of my siblings were wearing theirs. The curator walked up to each of us, giving us a name. He eventually approached me, put a hand on my shoulder like he did to the rest and said "You. You are Tacitus."

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