"Jackson!" a voice yelled, snapping Paul out of his slumber. Opening his eye Paul looked around, he was asleep on your standard regulation bunk, to his right he saw the dulled partly rusting surface of the wall. A number of photos and letters were pinned to the wall, a photo of his family, a photo a girl the usual stuff. Paul looked down at himself, he was wearing his Combat armor, normally it would be near impossible to get any sort of sleep in full kit, but he was just so tired. next to his right leg sat his sealed helmet. Turing his head left he saw the interior of a make shift barracks, the walls were made of sheets of scrape metal built against the the side of the colony. As he looked around he saw a few others sleeping, one or two were looking at him. "Jackson?" the voice said sweetly. Paul tensed up as he looked "up" there stood a woman with blonde hair tied in a bun, blue eyes and tan white skin, dressed in combat armor, the bars on her neck were that of a major. Suddenly realizing Paul rushed out of his bunk and quickly stood at attention "Major Mahad! ma'am!" 'Now I'm gonna get it..." he thought as the major looked him over "walk with me Jackson..." she said annoyed as she left the barracks. Quickly Paul followed her out into cool air of the world, the colony had been built on a heavily forested world rich in ores with the crust of the world. The ores from here were vital for ship and weapons production. the world it's self was a pain, during the rainy season it would rain nearly every day and would be cold as hell, during the summer it was fine, were it not for the predators that roamed the forests. For most this would be a hell hole, the on redeeming quality would be the colony. built in the rocky plateau side of the mountain the colony wasn't stuck in the mud,along with being out of the mud the orbital defense cannons that had been built to protect the mines was perfectly function. All three stood along side the colony. since the plateau was huge the colony could expand, Considering the new influx of refugees the fact there was ample space was great for building a refugee camp. 
	As the two walked the major began to speak "Jackson I got an assignment for you..." the major said as they walked to the CIC. The room was alive with activity. patrols reporting requests for landings, requests by civilians flooded the room. "Jackson...We have contacted Admiral Hackett... Earth is under enemy occupation..." suddenly the room went quiet as every single person in the room stopped and stared at the woman. Paul felt a pit form in his stomach as the news sunk in. "Ma'am?" he said confused. "that being said...Earth isn't lost even now our forces are marshaling to take it back, our little slice of heaven is to be a stopping point for refugees and military ships passing to the front." she said as she turned to Paul "Jackson we have a number of volunteers, who want to help...I know we can't spare it but since being an N7 and all you would be the best to train them...I am not forcing you, I just figured it would give you something to do to break the boredom. Paul blinked once He had become an N7 really by chance because he had survived something others didn't. He had been accepted to villa, he really didn't expect to go anywhere. He thought that he would wash out after the first test, some how he had made it, with a combination of pure luck and to make his mother proud,the first time in in his memory that he took something seriously, his mother had been so proud. officially he had been an N7 for an 12 hours before he ended up in this hell hole, as he was given his certification as he boarded the ship. 
	Paul swallowed, he wanted to say no, and go back to just patrolling the colony and watching for signs of reapers. The major had been a friend of his mothers, they had gone to school together. When ever she was on earth and had leave she would always make sure to visit, to Paul she was like family. Paul also knew she was play favorites trying to give him something to occupy his time from something other then earth. a first since being assigned to her unit. At the start she had made it clear she was gonna treat him like any other marine. up to this point she had, often yelling at him for skipping on work or for not taking being a marine seriously. After a few seconds more of thinking Paul saluted and said "I would gladly accept the position."