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[Joe 2.0]

 It has been six years since the US government RDA has had a presence on Pandora. In their stead, the USMC seeks to establish the first Military only base in a system outside our own, in the now abandoned Hell's Gate fortress. An advance team of geneticall engineered soldiers, able to breathe both the thick Pandoran gases and earth atmosphere. They are constructed from the modified, and recombined genes of Humans, and several species of Fauna, namely timberwolves, As a parallel to the failed AVATAR project where the 'pilots' were too subjectable to treason, earning them the nicknames Recom's and Hound's (As well as any forms of afformentioned terms). They are both shunned and respected by their fellow Marines for their odd appearance, and their skills with both their weapons and their hand to hand combat.

 James woke from the Cryogenesis tubes aboard the ex-RDA ship USS Venture Star. After six years in a goddamned tube, he was finally here. A Recom soldier next to him leaned up from his tube and asked what he was here for. "I'm just here to blow stuff up."

[GreyAndPurpleCircles]

John had awoken groggily, and was looking at a hazy world through slotted eyes. As it were, he couldn't recall his location. He reached out a hand and felt glass; he was in a tube. He opened his eyes further to see the a whole other set of wolf-like people encased in similar situations, some of which had wires and extensions plugged into them. He remembered something or another about guns and gases, but not enough to make any coherent thoughts.

Still hazy, he closed his eyes again and hoped for some answers in the near future.

[Joe 2.0]

 James just finished doing the Clasp's on his armor, Pixelated camoflage patterns mingled into the cloth covering the Kevlar-Ceramic armor. His duty clothes looked the same. A muscular Marine was already at the Armory, Calling out serial numbers on rifles and pistol's, each one assigned to a Recom, or Marine. He looked around, and saw a single Lexan tube still occupied, by a Recom nonetheless. He briskly walked over to the tube, and saw the occupant suffering a condition commonly called 'Freezer Burn' among Cryo faring soldiers and crew. It would pass. He brought back his hand, and slapped the tube, creating a loud boom in the hollow space. That woke him up. "Rise and Shine Marine, Get up and Get geared up." He tossed a small needle into the tube, filled with a drug designed to bring a Recom up to full alertness. The drug was also given to Regular duty Marines, but in much smaller doses. James heard his SN called, and jogged toward the armory, taking his Rifle from the Sargeant. A similar process happened among Divisions farther down the long hull of the destroyer, and they were told that they would receive Ammunition and provisions shortly before going planetside.

[GreyAndPurpleCircles]

The wolf was now definitely awake, but was still experiencing a lack of coherent thought; his mind felt like a melting pot of questions and signals, scraping against the rough pot that was his mind. He grabbed the needle, stared at it for a bit, and used the tip to stab himself in the arm.

He was jolted with pain and flashed with terror, but only for a moment. Within a few seconds, he was good to go, able to think straight. The main problem was, however, he didn't know what to think; he had figured out that he was a wolf, and apparently a marine, but didn't have knowledge of much else...

The confused soldier exited the tube and followed the man who'd given him the needle. Maybe he'd have some answers.

[Joe 2.0]

James spun around, and noticed the Recom standing behind him, with a confused look on his face. Then realization hit James, He had Amnesia. James pulled out a touchscreen Data pad from his pocket, and grabbed the Dog Tags from around the Recom Marine's neck. He typed the serial number into the 'Search' tab. A service record showed up, his name was John. James grabbed a pair of Utility clothes from behind him, and handed them to John. "Put these on, I'll explain what's going on."

[GreyAndPurpleCircles]

John put on the clothes. A green, long sleeved shirt and a well-pocketed pair of cargo pants, they'd do. He continued to follow the man, waiting for that explanation.

[Joe 2.0]

James found a seat, and motioned for John to sit near him, and Began to explain. "You, Me, and everyone else like us on this ship, excluding the Humans, were made in a Lab. We started out different, and then they changed us before we were technically 'Alive' and altered our Genome. Now look, We're taller, faster, stronger, more resilient, Perfect soldiers. The combined us with Animal Genes to provide our bodies with a base to build a different muscle structure on, a better one. One thing you probably don't realize, is than you can breathe the gasses on that planet down there." He pointed to the Forested Moon orbiting Hephaestus IV. "The Human Marines here have to wear Environmental masks down there, We just sit and relax, enjoying the show." A loudspeaker blared, signaling the shuttle departing the ship in five minutes, and James looked at the Armorer. "Get this man here a Rifle, A pistol, An armor vest, and boots." The Armorer motioned for John to come closer, and checked the serial number on his Dog Tags. In less than a minute, the Armorer had all John's gear layed out, and all of the lockeres locked down. "Get geared up, and get ready for six month's of hell."

[GreyAndPurpleCircles]

Genomes? Made in a test tube? Marines? Normally, such statements would have made a man either faint or remember everything. John, however, took the news exceedingly well, as if he wasn't surprised. It was quite a bit to take in, of course, but he did so without shock or awe.

In addition, he also didn't gain any particular memories, and wasn't even sure if the marine who'd just explained everything (he felt like calling him "James") could be trusted. Maybe it was just intuition, along with some scrambled DNA, that kept him from freaking out and using the gun on himself.

John put on the thick, metallic armor and steel-toed combat boots before inspecting the weaponry. The pistol had a scope, with an internal holographic display. It was red, instead of the standard blue hologram. He shoved the clip into the handle, and noticed that the bullet shafts were blue, with red, pointed pellets for bullets. "Tranquilizer", he said out loud.

He put the gun in the holster on his vest, and looked over the rifle. Good piece of work; semi- and fully automatic, grenade launcher, and another scope, this one with a blue display and auto-lock on for enemies, among other features. Damn fine piece of machinery.

Now, what was he going to have to use it on?

An alarm started blaring, signaling shuttle take-off in less than a minute. John saw James walking off toward said shuttle, and began to run and catch up.

[Joe 2.0]

James slung the rifle, and holstered his pistol. His pace quickened to a fast jog when the Klaxon sounded, and before long, He and John  were seated inside the shuttle. Less than thirty seconds later, the entire craft shook as it detached from the Venture Star, and then a bit of zero-g. After that, the environment abruptly became gravitational as the Shuttle entered the atmosphere, and they felt the turbulence of Mach 15 flight. James fely his shoulder begin to bruise as he was thrown about his seat, and the intercom sounded. "Please keep all supplies strapped into their respective places, and hold on tight." James then felt the deceleration as the Shuttles flaps engaged, and then the drop as they pivoted downward, toward what he hoped was the Tarmac. The shuttle leveled out again, and then it dropped. ten feet anyways. Everyone was pushed toward the front of the craft as the braked engaged, and the Lieutenant began barking orders at the Marines. Each one of the Humans pulled their masks over their faces, and gave the thumbs up sign. The rear hatch began to open.

[GreyAndPurpleCircles]

John handled the flight relatively well, despite being given a slight bout of motion sickness. When the rear to the ship openned, he felt his head spinning in every which way. It felt like he'd just woken up from the pods again...

But, when he stood up, he easily regained his composure. He also got a chance to stare outside of the aircraft. He was astounded at the metallic scenery; he was quite literally surrounded by giant armor suits and battle ready planes. This, he thought, is war.

He was then practicly pushed out of the vehicle, into a whole other planet. He paused to take a good look at everything, trying to regain some memories and create a few new ones. Nothing old popped up, but he took note of where the main turrets, health center, and amory entrance were. Surely there would be more, these were just parts of the hangar.

He saw James walking off again, and tried to keep up.