Draco picked up the radio, hearing her concerned voice instantly, "Will do, Taso, just stay calm." He replied before moving forward in the smoke.

A voice grunted from the wreckage, "Is someone there?" The voice came from a pile of rubble which was covered with small flames.

She sighed as she took off her helmet, she never wanted them to see her real face, because then it means they know who she is. She didn't even want them to know that she was a girl. She stared at her helmet, "How much longer are you going to last, Taso...." She rested her head in her arms and fell asleep.

The sound of grunting sounded again, this time - much louder. "Yes...?" A gruff voice muttered. Draco rushed forward, placing his gun on the ground. "Help... Please."

Her body finally relaxed as she slept into what seemed like an eternal sleep. She began to have a dream, it was her hanging out with her brother, he a couple of years older than her. She smiled as they talked about their day, school graduation being in the next few days and such. She looked to her brother and saw him fade away and she shut her eyes, and then opened them, to see herself at her current age, on her halo armor but without her helmet. She then woke up and immediately put on the helmet. "Draco whats you status??"

He placed a hand against the radio on his helmet, "I think I found someone. I think he's wounded thought. Trapped by debris. Over." He asked, breathing deeply as he began to pull away the sheets of metal.

"Should I go help you?" She got ready to stand up for if he said yes.

"I..." He hesitated as he stopped pulling away the sheets of metal, "Okay. Fine." He gave a slight nod before continuing.

She then started running in the direction the debris was, then walked next to Draco and helped pulling out the scrap metal.

"Hey." He muttered, groaning as metal scraped against metal, sparks flaring suddenly.

She titled her head and avoided the sparks cursing under her breath. She then finished pulling the piece of metal.

A man lay under the wreckage, groaning slightly, "Thank God." A smile emerged as he extended a hand. Draco helped him to his feet before getting his arm and placing it around his neck.

"What's your name, sir?" She looked at him wondering how he was even alive.

He coughed and spluttered, wiping away sweat which had been collected on his forehead, "John." His voice was a soft mutter, as his windpipe had been crushed by one of the sheets of metal and catching his breath had been a difficult task. After a few seconds, he smiled, "Thanks for... helping me."

"It's our job." She smiled and then grunted in pain grabbing her shoulder. "Come on, lets get you to safety." She let go of her wrist and pointed to a distance, "you see past those trees?? There's a lake over there, and its out of war zone, if we get you there, you'll be safe."

John smiled great-fully as he was brought from the destroyed ship and back into the war-ridden air which was filled with smoke and bullets from weapons. "Where is the rest of your squad, John?" Draco asked, looking around, making sure everything was okay.

The injured man hesitated before answer, closing his eyes for a short second... "They just came in... and they all died. I was the only survivor."

She nodded, "I'm sorry to hear that, sir."

John nodded, as they entered a clearing which was separated with a lake which was filled with shrapnel and other strange metals.

She walked slowly behind them and then walked against a tree, then sitting against it.

"We still haven't found someone else which can provide help..." Draco muttered before glancing at John, "No offence."

The crystals began to glow again and you were able to hear her skin burn from them. Her arm rapidly flinched in pain. "The good thing is, we found a survivor, and im still able to use my arm."

Draco glanced at her arm, sighing, "It's not good - at all." After a few hesitant moments, he glanced at John, "Do you know of any survivors?"

John bit his lip before answering, "Possibly. I doubt they're still alive, however."

She looked at them, "i need to take off my helmet really quick...can you guys look away?? It kinda bothers me if people see my face." She sighed and stared at the ground.

Draco and John exchanged glances at each other, hesitating before looking away, shrugging as they did so.

She nodded, "thank you, im sorry you have to." She took off her helmet and went to the lake, near the shore the dug up a helmet and washed it off with water and put on her normal helmet, "you guys can look now." she started to repair the helmet

(Do you have the helmet back on?)