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The Darkness Worries - Unwanted Visitors [Part 03]
Posted By: Argonox<skit_so@hotmail.com>
Date: 3 June 2003, 9:10 AM
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[Part 03] The Darkness Worries
[Series 01] Unwanted Visitors
Aboard the TESCHKLE
1500 'Crew Meeting Room'
Sergeant McTeane slammed his fist down onto the metal table, papers floated up and onto the floor with such a force. He looked around the room frantically, staring at each member in turn before continuing with his angry temper.
"Right! Since this morning old Peter Remora being reported missing and in fact to studies show now, murdered. There have been another reported seven homicides, four bay works and three marines. THREE MARINES! You know how well we train these damned marines here, they weren't on their own, a group of three marines, slaughtered! And we still don't have a pissing clue to what the hell is doing this!" White foam now formed at each end of the Sergeant's narrow mouth.
"Sir, we are doing everything possible at the moment. I have three technicians studying CCTV footage from the last 7 hours around the bays aboard this ship." Corporal Harvey insisted that things would be all right.
"But what do we do now? The ship is on alert and panic has already set in. Thankfully most people have had sense to go back to their quarters and lock themselves in there until this has been dealt with"
"I suggest that we send out our SE-UNIT. This is what they have been trained for and they will do their job to the full. I say that's our best option"
"Live gunfire around the TESCHKLE? That's ludicrous, what if innocents get injured? What if somehow they hit the pipes or circuits? That could lead to our generator to explode or just shut down the power? If then we cant see what we our fighting?"
"Sir! The SE-UNIT has been specially trained for close combat and heavy weaponry skills aboard ships and landscapes. They have been trained to work in the dark areas and to help with technically difficulties"
"Then why haven't they been called out already?" The Sergeant sat back down in his seat, and placed his head into the cup he made with his hands. "Your all dismissed". Everyone got up and left the room with McTeane sat there.
[30 Minutes Later - Armoury]
A group of six men were getting changed. Black suits, tight to the skin covered their body. Metal plates were then strapped around their most vital kill spots. More armour was then strapped over their torso, arms and legs. Then in turn went up to collect their weapons; three picked up the MA5B Assault Rifle, with the M6D Pistol as their secondary and a small selection of M9 Grenades. The other three then strolled up and picked out a different weapon in turn, the first chose the M90 Shotgun. The second chose the M19 Rocket Launcher and the third and only person that could carry this weapon the M41 ELAAG MINI, a cut down and lighter version of the M41 LAAG on the warthogs, only this could be carried by man. All weapons and armour had now been packed, they all walked over to collect there last piece of equipment. They all picked up their helmets, a strong metal shell; a green visor covered their field of vision, which allowed for a HUD. And a strong lamp poked from the left of every helmet. The Special Extermination Unit was now underway.
[10 Minutes Before - Walkway connecting Bay 12 to Bay 14]
A group of marines slowly scanner the area, their troches sliding down the walls at either side. The four marines sent on Captain's orders, much to their disappointment.
The group made it over the walkway and onto Bay 14 without a sign of life. One marine stopped for a second to tie his boot back up, noticing the others were going off without him. He got up quickly and started a jog to catch up with the others. "Hey guys wait up!"
Suddenly something took him from his running position in his squad's bright beams into the darkness beside it. The lights followed, but gunfire couldn't with the chance of hitting the marine. The young mans screams were cut short but the sound of running water, this made every marine stand with weapons at the ready.
"Jesus Christ, what was that?"
"I don't know but I have a really bad feeling about this"
"Look if we can get back to those doors at the end of Bay 14 we'll be fine"
"That's like 200 yards sprint in near darkness!"
"Why haven't they got the power generators working down in the Bay level's yet?"
"I know you would have at least thought they would have given us some bloody night vision"
"Ok we can make the 200 yards, but not running, that only causes panic, we stand back to backs firing off at any thing that comes in a more than a 20 metre radius. And we'll get out of here alive!"
"Ok"
"Sure"
"Alright"
"OK. Let's go!"
The marines locked together, back to back and walked quickly but not running over to the Bay doors. The white torches scanned frantically across the walls and floor, nothing could be seen and nothing could be heard. The marines made it 50 yards without anything; still they quickly hurried, still sticking together. They made it 100 Yards, just another 50. They suddenly started to break up as they ran for the door. One marine tripped as another flew past him; his rifle caught the shin of another marine, sending him across the floor.
From behind them there was a sound of a quickened scrap and a low pitch growl, the men frantically tried to get to their feet, the other still running for the door. One marine made it to his feet, but soon to feel the sharp end of something, he felt the pain rush over him, and something wet dribbled down from his stomach. His head went light, and he crashed to the floor.
By this time the two marines had reached the door and slammed on the button, the doors were open but they turned back and lay down cover fire for the other running marine, by this time had got back to a running pace.
A dark shadow pounced into the marine knocking him off balance and skidded across the metal floor. A trail of blood marked where the contact had been made, the body slowly came to a stop by the others feet but the head rolled by.
Shouting madly, both marines jumped back inside the doorway their guns blazing. One hit the door panel once more; they began to shut which seemed to take to eternity. One of the guns clicked empty, looking down into his pockets for another magazine, a long black arm reached from the closing doors and grabbed the reloading marine. Quickly off the mark the other marine jumped forward and grabbed the others arm, both shouting hysterically the doors closed around the marines chest, sending a splat of blood forced up through his mouth. There was a loud crunch as the doors continued to close, and the marine's eyes rolled back into his head to reveal the whites.
The marine standing started to wobble, not taking his glance away from the body in the doorway then gently fell back against the wall behind him and fainted.
[1700 - Bay Generators]
The six SE-UNIT members checked around the empty room once more, two of which were busy at work on the generator.
"This thing has been on the blink for some while. Then it goes off at the worse time."
"We nearly got it"
"Bali how's it looking back there?"
"Everything's find and dandy Wekchle"
Suddenly the generator kicked into life, it gave a loud rumble then glowed a healthy green.
"There we go boys. All done, now we can get back to our main job"
"Yeah! Let's go kick some ass!"
"That thing can't hide in the darkness any more!"
The squad members let out a cheer, but then soon stopped as the radio buzzed in. They all fell silent to hear what was said.
".........H...EP.....SE-UNIT......THE TH...G.....HAS...REA..HED...THE....U..PP...R LEVEL!! WE...REQUE..T YO...R....ASSIA...TANC.......NOW....QUICKLY....IT'S HERE!....ARGHHHHHHHHHHH." The radio cut dead and the group looked surprised at each other, some how that thing had gotten up to the upper level. This could mean a very high casualty rate and many more deaths.
"Come lads! Let's get a move on, we cant waste any time!"
The SE-UNIT charged out the door at a sprint, they headed off to the elevator in the bay. The doors slammed back. A slumped body lay in one corner in a pool blood, deep cuts reached from head to toe. The men stepped in and shut the doors.
"This isn't going to be one of our easiest missions, is it?"
To be continued...
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