The Colonel looked confused. "What the hell did you just call me boy? You just insulted me then said I was 100 years old? You better be lucky we are on a team or you would be dead right now." The colonel let out a hardy laugh and yelled for everyone to immediately board the shuttle.
((If no one else get's in the shuttle then I am just saying they are in and leaving.))
"wat no i said i fought in that war, i got myself frozen so i didn't have to go through the whole hero thing" jacen said confused by his american counterpart taking offense to his earlier statement. jacen tuned on the inertial compensator and dialed it up to 90% as aposed to the usual 95-100% "i'm already Captian, i'll wait till you take off" jacen reported over the comlink
The marines rushed the rest of the others (All of you) onto the shuttle and sealed the door just as Derek slipped inside. "Damn things over ran the other fighters.. we have to destroy them so they can't learn to use them." The captain thought for a moment. "Good idea solider." Derek smiled as that is what he had been wanting to be called all his life. A small laser on the side of the Shuttle meant for destroying oncoming asteroids, powered up and fired at the three remaining fighters knocking them out of commision. "Let's get the show on the road!" The captain screamed over the intercom as he hit the accelerator and forced the shuttle off the ground. "HOORAHH!" Derek sat smiling in his seat that he was able to survive.
The ship pushed through the atmosphere and forced it's way into space. Now it shifted it's engines to direct it's tradjectory towards the station. Once they docked with the station they would all be given quarters and some well deserved sleep. Derek knew that he would only be able to sleep would be when they were all safely on the station. He kept his assault rifle close just incase something made it on board that didn't need to. "Finally we get out of hell." A strange smell came to Derek attention but before he could do anything he had fallen asleep and slowly everyone else did the same.
((EVERYONE WILL WAKE UP IN A FOUR BED ROOM. AND YES YOU CAN ALL CHOOSE WHICH ROOM YOU WANT TO BE IN. Check discussion))
"Yo, Ace you wanna hurry up there!? we're gonna miss the shuttle!"
A.J., designated train, sat strapped back into his seat accomponied with 7 other marines and 2 pilots at front. One of the Co-pilots decided to turn around and respond.
'well maybe if the Lieutenant wouldn't have over did it on his *sniff* emotional speech we would probably be on that ship by now.'
The marines all snickled, chuckled, and laughed except for the one next to Train who consistantly flipped the picture of his family around and around. Train began to speak to him.
"you know, i got someone waiting for me back at home too, we ju-"
'All marines strap up we're preparing to land... wait a minute, thats not good. prepare to dock the next ship and be ready as soon as this door opens.'
the hanger's doors open revealing many of the sickening aliens below too bad the marines wasn't ready for this too happen and also had to await the seat's straps to come undone. the doors opened immediatly and Train was forced to sit and watch as 3 of the sick creatures ripped the soldier next to him right before his eyes, as soon as the rest were unstrapped they all reached for their weapons took down the 3 targets and preceeded out of the ship fire at everything they saw not friendly. The squad leader issued an order as the one of the pilots remain at control as the other rran out and assisted.
'Protect the Pilots, they are our only chance out of this hell hole'
"Want some baby! Woo, come get some!"
Train and another young soldier stayed back covering for the rest of the squad as half of the troops went back on the ship and the other two, one being a co-pilot cover fire for train and the other soldier as they boarded the ship. the kid didn't make it as three alien possessed dogs visciously attacked the kid, and the other two being overan by the human forms. the door closed with one of the soldier's arm reaching for help and being tore in half by the doors.
'Boys guess we'll be taking a rough ride to dock the other ship, hopefully they are close by, cause we are low on fuel.'
Dante opened his eyes, feeling rather groggy, his head reeling. "Gha... what the friggin' hell?" He looked around, now in a four-bed room, and noticed the walls were rather dull. "Nice... figures." Finally, his eyes rested on... "Elena!" He ran over to where she lay, making sure she was alright, still not entirely sure where in Hell's name he was. He shook her, attempting to wake her.
Elena woke with a start, being shaken by someone, and pulled a knife from her boot, stopping just short of tearing Dante a new throat. "Where are we?" She sheathed the knife in her boot again, then stood, her head throbbing.
Derek opened his eyes to see a plain room with no windows or anything and only had a single door. The room was bland and had no markings on the walls. It was a military geayish color and the beds seemed standard at best. Thinking long he remembered all that had happened and how he had fainted from the lack of sleep and thrust into space. Now sitting up and rubbing his eyes he noticed Jacen in the bed across the room. He was still sleeping but seemed to be on edge even then. "What a soldier.." Picking himself off the bed he went to the door and did not even bother to put on his shirt. He opened the door to an empty hallway with a sign saying what areas are where in front of him.
jacen woke up suddenly when his dog shifted uncomfortable on jacen "aw man i was having some good dreams" james said with a yawn and grabbed his bag at the foot of his bed and put on a new sweater "this place is quieter than usual, i'm gonna look around a bit more aybe fix the shields on my fighter" jacen said slipping ast derek wit his bag and rudy following behind him
Suddenly a ship broke from cloak revealing a slick purple-black Cruiser with several escorting destroyers. A towering creature stood at the helm of the bridge of the flag ship as he looked onto the events that transpired. He seemed to move unevenly as he addressed one of the Vornok's next to him. "I thought you said that ship was filled with nothing but flood, and the humans chance of survival was slim to none, "His voice metallic and chilled. "Why is it then that the humans managed to escape towards the station, Ragnok?" Ragnok also very tall but not as tall as the Admiral knelt before replying, "It was my understanding that the classification of Flood on that vessel piled the odds against the humans to a colossal scale of impossible survival. I would have staked my life on the fact that the humans would not have survived."
The Admiral rose a hand, and Ragnok was silent. All the Bridge was silent. "It always seems that the humans defy fate, and live on another day. You will take a squad of your choosing and you will escort these humans out of this space. But you will do it at their pace. You will not force them. Consider this a punishment for your inability to serve this ship with the proper accuracy demanded of you."
"But Admiral--"
"Silence, you will not interrupt me when I am speaking! Furthermore, you will take only four others with you. And be warned: if you start but one uprising against the humans on that station, you may as well find a new home to dwell in." With that, the Admiral dismissed Ragnok to go and make the necessary preparations.
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As Ragnok and his crew boarded a sprite (a small vessel used to transport elite squads to the surface of planets or as a boarding party) one of his comrades approached him. "How are we going in, Sir?" Ragnok looked down and then at his ship, "We will go in honestly: bruised, broken, battered and beaten." The other understood and began the preliminary launch procedure. Our Journey of Reclamation he said to himself, If not for me, for my people! And started to board the ship himself.
As the main ships cloaked and were drifting away from the station, the small sprite ship was heavily damaged and was in critical failure. All engines had failed, structural integrity was dropping. Life support was critical, and the ship couldn't hold out much longer. They began to hail the station for immediate assistance.
Admiral Tschatsky looked into the moniter seeing a new vessel approuching them but at a distance. As he stared one of the technicians looked over and spoke. "Admiral, this doesn't look good. Whet if they-" The Admiral looked back at the soldier and gave a mean look. "They are in the same situation we are and we cannot single out anyone after those.. things attacked. They've haild us with a distress call." The technician mouth opened. "And you are going to let them in!?" Tschatsky pulled out his sidearm and aimed it at the technician. "I will NOT have my orders questioned by the likes of you! No open the docking bay and let them through!" The technician looked at his console and then back at the Admiral. "But Admiral-" But before he could finish a soh trang out that hit the technician in the fore head. "Clean that up on the double. You open the dack." "Yes sir right away sir!" The docking bay doors opened.
Derek just stared at the map until he saw where the armory was. "Jackpot.."
jacen walked up behind th admiral tapped his shoulder and as he turned around jacen hit him as hard as ossible "never shoot an inferior especially one that very well may be smarter than you" jacen scolded contemplating killing the admiral for wat he just did "i should just kill you right now, but instead i will end you down to greet that ship with absolutely no weapons or assistence and if this technician was right then you will face the consequences" jacen said towering over the admiral for a moment then headed down to the docking bay to escort the shuttle in his fighter. jacen shot out into space "sprite shuttle this is Colonel Jacen Trigre, can you respond?" jacen said over an open channel
"Ahhh, room 1408" Thomas said putting his guns down. Supposed to be based on some crappy old DVD movie. The special effects at that time sure were horrible. Either way it was kind of spooky in here and Thomas was a little glad that he wasn't alone in here, especially after he had seen the infected. Hopefully, they were safe up here. I mean, it's not like a bunch of zombies could learn how to do space travel ( 😉 ) he thought. He sighed and looked out of the observation deck at the place he once called home. He saw a huge ship approaching the station. Looks like trouble, he thought. He picked up his prd (portable radio device) and thought he would note the admiral. "Sir, code 4 at our 12:00 over" he said waiting for a reply.
The squad, or what remain of it, went back to base finding the place empty. only thing left there was blood stains all over the place. The pilot couldn't speak as they landed and the doors to the ship dropped open and the marines just looked on in disbeleif.
"must've been a hell of a party once we left"
'Train... shut the hell up'
The seat's strapping came un-done and the marines walked out caustiously. The squad leader issued another order.
'ok clear the area and train and ace will go check the radar for the ship's positioning, report any findings.'
"Why does train have to go? trying to kill the only brotha off?"
Train switched his hk with his jackhammer and escorted the pilot to the radar room. suprisingly clean except the one dead guy in the corner who seemed to have shot himself in the head. Ace swore under the mic and train looked back and saw the radar riddled with bullet holes.
"So, uh we're stuck here?"
Ace replied back to train and into the com.
[]'the radar is down, but we still stand a chance of getting to the station on our ships, but we will have to take a leap across space into one of the docked ships'[/i]
Squad leader reported in.
'you heard him boys, board the ship on platform C, its the only one with fuel at the moment.
The entire marine squad boarded the ship suprisingly no priblems or attacks. They all settled in at bed rooms while the squad leader remained with the pilot. Back in the rooms with the marines it was dead silent, one of them spoke.
'So, you think our folks made it back?'
'do you think those things could get to them with those quad cannons outside our base?'
'well they got in didn't they?'
The room was silent again until a few seconds later the pilot spoke through the intercoms.
'all right boys we're about to lift off, we should arive at the destination soon.'
The Admiral got back to his feet. "I want you to watch the freak closely. He's not to come within ten feet of me or any other high branch officers." Two marines saluted and rushed outside to guard the door from the unknown. Just as the two marines rushed out Derek, know fully clad in Marine gear had wandered into the control room. "Ah, if it isn't the civilian who got most of the survivors to the launch pad." Derek looked down. "I couldn't have done it without the assisstance of all of the other survivors Sir." The Admiral laughed. "Aint that always the truth Marine. Would you mind leading a small group into the docking bay to figure out what they want?" Derek sighed. "No problem sir!" Just as he turned around he saw the message waiting. <"Sir, code 4 at our 12:00 over"> The Admiral pressed the intercom. "Yes we know soldier, we are dealing with it as we speak." Anothe rtechnician stood up. "Sir, we have another ship on Earth asking to board. They are all survivors too." The Admiral had a bit of a smile. "Tell them they have a green light"
Sgt. O Gara awoke from a nightmare in room 3. Again, the horrific massacre of his unit played through his mind, chilling him to the bones, seeing his men torn to pieces. He pushed it out of his head, and looked at Pvt. Sullivan.
Jaley had abandoned her blood-stained body armor, and was crying in her body suit. Brian moved to her and comforted her, when he saw the ship nearing their position.
"Come on Jaley, there will be a better time. We've got to go find the others."
She nodded her head, wiped her tears, and got up. Brian was taken back for a moment by her beauty. The clunky battle-gear had hidden her true form, to which O'Gara whispered
"Why if St. Patrick could behold such a lass...."
Suddenly he heard the message over his helmet, and looked at Jaley. They gathered their gear, left room 3, and left for the bridge
Thomas put down the intercom. He didn't like the admiral very much. Always treating lower ranks like shit. If he wasn't honor-bound as a lance corporal of the marines he would put a bullet straight in the admirals head. He sighed, and went out for a walk around the space station looking for something to do.