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Not Well Enough Alone!
Posted By: Reiyou<tristan98006@yahoo.com>
Date: 6 May 2004, 1:38 AM
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Another note! Can you believe it? Grunt=Private I'm using standard ranks for ease of reference
4679 12th Omega P.H.F
93,716 years before Human Recorded History
Auren was a corporal, oh how he hated this job. He had been assigned as a security detail along with the rest of his platoon of 33 men, he only one of 4 corporals. The place he had to guard was the Ring World 004 MW2678 Flood Containment Lab. (Or 343 GS for a closer reference)
He didn't understand why, they had decided to keep this strand around, when High Command should've wiped them out. Oh well, not his decision.
It was around closing time for the lab. So his squad was to engage the security system, place Remote Turrets and put the sentinels on alert.
He made sure all of his people checked in.
Grunt Taila was a medic. She hated this damned place. When she double checked everything was in place, she heard the odd slithery noise she came to associate with flood. She reached up to her combat armor's helmet and was about to call in when something slammed into her, penetrated her neck seal and tap into her spine. She never even had a chance to scream.
Auren counted his squad, and found he had one medic instead of two, he started worrying.
"Anyone seen Taila?" He asked the troops he had. They all gave negatives. Auren swore and started calling the sarge but nothing came back.
Kess, another grunt started freaking out.
"Oh my GOD we're so dead!" he screamed and started backing away and dashed off.
"Shit! Well, you two, go after him!" He ordered two more grunts away.
"The rest of us, we'll head to the primary control center, and activate the lock down procedures, if we're not too late..." he said and they started off. They headed through the corridors until they found the remains of another squad. They all started getting spooked by this.
"Hey, Saran, where are you?" he asked the one of the two grunts he ordered off after Kess.
"We're on the second level, we caught up to him and we found Sarge's squad..." he finished.
"Yeah, we found another squad, form up on the level one gallery, over." Auren finished.
"Let's move out to the level one gallery, we'll figure out how to get out of here from there." He said to his grunts as they started backing out of the room.
When they head the clanging noise of steel being shattered, they startled and bolted, all the while arming the carbines. A scream came over the comm. net. Auren figured it was from Kess. Only though, he heard carbines being fired and then the radio broke off.
Kess, was screaming in horror when the pile of corpse flesh charged him and fired his carbine, ripping an arm off. Only it didn't stop coming. The thing hit him with its other arm and knocked him on to the lower level of the gallery where three more came after him. He scrambled to his feet and put all three things down with his carbine. He had seen flood before, knew some of them, along with their host and found that they were like anyone else. On top of that, the integration simply meant that things were a bit odd in the chest department of things but nothing more obscene then that. But these things had mutated their host.
He had lost track of Saran and Kalen, he'd have to worry about them later when he left the gallery. He moved through a corridor when he found another elevator platform. He hoped this was the way up because then, he could punch a hole whatever interference was blocking out all outgoing and incoming signals. He crept through the next room; conveniently, none of the flood seemed to be paying attention to him.
Oh well, their mistake. Kess thought when he aimed at one. All the flood in the room must've jumped when he pulled the trigger as one of their members disintegrated into nothingness. They charged him and he pulled the trigger a dozen more times, each obliterating a flood. He reloaded in one smooth action and came face to face with one. Its facial features were locked in an expression of shock and horror and then he recognized it.
It was Taila.
"Come on Taila, let's get the fuck out of here, I'm sure Sere can fix what ever happened to-" He was trying to pull someone out of this god forsaken mess, but the flood was having none of it and charged him. Kess's combat instincts kicked in when he drifted off to one side then used the butt of his Carbine and slammed the thing that was Taila several dozen meters across the elevator platform and a sickening crunch told him where it landed. He toggled his night vision and watched it get back up. Without hesitation he ripped Taila apart with two bursts of carbine fire. He then reloaded his carbine, put the semi-full clip back into his combat pack, and went to the elevator and triggered it.
Auren's side was getting worse as flood armed with carbines would let loose with the big guns and a frantic firefight would break out. He would often have someone go down, only to have Sere patch the wounded grunt back together with her medic armor pumping him full of regenerative chemicals and stimulants. He was getting tired, running low on ammo and was going about scavenging ammo off of the fallen flood. He ordered his troops to take a break and patch up their armor as best as they could when a banging noise sounded. He saw the door start getting forced apart when he primed two High Explosive grenades, heave them perfectly and had them land right at the flood who was in front's feet and explode, filling the room with a harsh light and incinerating anything in the fireball's path. Except for the Armored Zurians. Auren was the first into the breach and the flood in front caught a fist driven that would've gone through battleship armor plating. He promptly flew apart. Another stepped up but, one of the advantages of being an officer was being given a combat sword. The sword was out of it sheath and through the flood lengthwise and back in the sheath before it realized what had happened. A swarm of infection forms skittered towards him.
"Ah FUCK no!" he yelled and pulled out his side arm pistol. He fired on full auto and the swarm exploded as high explosive rounds went off around them. He heard more yells and he saw that the whole chamber crawl with flood.
"Form on me!" He ordered and the remaining four grunts charged to him. "Go go go!" He yelled as he picked off flood with the pistol. He then dropped a grenade with a fifteen second fuse and was the last through.
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