Welcome to Faction Zero

Talon's eyes fluttered open, his body stiff and his breath heavy. The ceiling above him was bare metal, illuminated by a faint amber glow from recessed lights.

He blinked a few times, his mind struggling to piece together where exactly he was. He knew he must have already arrived at the acadamy, but his last memory was stepping into the cryo pod and the coldness seeping into his skin.

The sound of movement pulled him out of his thoughts. He turned his head to see Jason groaning as he sat up on a cot nearby, rubbing his eyes.

Kieran stretched, his expression neutral but alert. Luna was already standing, scanning the room.

The room was empty, metal walls, cots lining one side, and a single heavy door. Another group of four cadets stood at the far end, none of whom Talon recognized.

They were whispering among themselves, but their cautious glances toward Talon's squad made it clear they were equally unsure of the situation.