Taking a deep breath, Donny tried to calm his nerves. This was all just... So much. Everything was happening so fast it was all a blur in his mind. He could hardly believe it himself... How was it that in just a few hours his life would have turned upside-down like this? There was some protest from his fellow soldiers, but both Seraph and Eleanore put a quick stop to that. "Put your pride aside and do what they say. We need to get ourselves out of here first. We'll deal with the fallout later." Donny couldn't help but think though. He wanted to blame the turians. Why should he risk his life for their colony? This wasn't their fight. He only needed to get Eleanore back alive; fuck the turians and this rebellion they're having. 

But then he really thought about it and felt guilty. This isn't how a hero acts. That's the thought of a coward. Donny didn't want to think of himself as a coward, and his mind rationalize his actions in many ways. But ultimately, they were all just excuses to get himself out of here alive. Even if he had to abandon Eleanore, Donny's sense of self-preservation was telling him to flee for his life. Clenching his teeth Donny took out his Grandpa's knife. [b][i]"No. I can't run. He didn't run. He fought, even when death was standing before him. My grandfather was a hero who was willing to die to fight for earth, for humanity. How can I carry this knife if I can't do the same? I... I have to trust them. They'll save us all. And I have to help them. We all have to. We... We have to... Oh god, please help them... Help us..."[/i][/b] 

Donny let out a single tear from his eye. No one was asking, but if they did, he wouldn't hesitate to admit he was scared. The drills they did, the practice he had, they just weren't quite enough for something like this. He wasn't a harden soldier. He was a green recruit way in over his head. He didn't even have the slightest clue to what "Being a hero" was going to be like. Kill bad guys were much harder knowing that he could easily die like the rest of them. His mask covered his face, but looking to the others he wondered how they were able to keep their cool. Even Raa, a civvie, was able to operate well under fire. And if he remembered correctly, Quarians like her have a hard time breathing. Given that she needed those immunoboosters, she was also sick. She was sick and still keeping her cool. Just what sort of crew did Donny get himself into?

Soon Avatar left with RK for their task. From what he gleamed from Seraph they were going to sneak in, hijack some ships, and use them to provide heavy firepower. The task of the turians and the humans were to provide a distraction to keep the enemy from stopping the geth. It sounded so simple and yet Donny had doubts. He was still scared, he was frighten, and worried about what would go wrong. He was being such a coward. And yet still he needed to fight. Donny raised his gun up to help the Turians fire back when Voria tossed him her assault rifle. [b]"Huh?"[/b] Then Donny noticed that she put a barrier around Donny, distracting him from the fact Voryia was wounded and was using his blanket as a bandage. Donny has some basic training with an assault rifle but never really specialized in it. But he understood why she gave it to him; his shotgun was strong, sure, but he needed to lay some suppressing fire. And suppress he did. 

Just as the enemy fired a hail of bullets towards the door, Donny, Rosemary, Aman, and Seraph returned fire with their assault weapons as well. They didn't just waste bullets however and were trying to hit some, managing a few nicks, but failing to kill any. The battle just started but the enemy were hunkered in. They needed to be cleared out. The lights went out, signaling their offensive. Donny saw two turians move in and drop mines; Donny made a note to avoid them. With the lights out this would give Donny precious seconds to move in; bullet were still flying but with a combination of his Juggernaut Shields and Voria's barriers Donny could risk a few bullets in his direction. More importantly he needed to move to a better position to flush out the enemy. But not yet. There will be a chance, but he needed to be patient. It was all on the robots now. [b]"Don't lose your way..."[/b]