The marine fired a shot gun round at the Yautjas arm. Stabbing and piercing the muscles it tore a painful wound in his arm and shoulder. The jerk sent the plasma bolt flying at the generator and exploding on the armor plating melting through it. Sparks flew but power seemed to remain. As the alien was wounded and let out a mighty roar of pain the marines tossed a mix of grenades. Flash bangs and stun grenades. Two of each went off at its feet and with a mix of light and the electrical shock wave the Yautja collapses.
"Go go go marines." The sargent says as two smart guns are kept on the creature. The marines run in and one, seeming to be a medic injects the highly dazed Yautja with a powerful drug to knock it out. As the drug takes effect the last thing the creature would see is a large metal stretcher with two IV drips attached come in as the slashed marine bodies are gathered.
"Go go go marines." The sargent says as two smart guns are kept on the creature. The marines run in and one, seeming to be a medic injects the highly dazed Yautja with a powerful drug to knock it out. As the drug takes effect the last thing the creature would see is a large metal stretcher with two IV drips attached come in as the slashed marine bodies are gathered.
Ghost dropped to the ground as soon as the electricity it him. He was blinded, roaring louder as he felt a needle being injected into him, but couldn't do anything about it. He fought the urge to sleep from the drug, but eventually the drug won and he fell asleep.
With the new Yautja captive and being restrained Charles wanted to see him before the implantation of the neck bomb. The bomb was placed at the base of the neck and would kill the host if detonated. This was to ensure the creature would remain controlled. With the Yautja heavily drugged and constantly having the chemicals pumped into him he was no threat. The metal restraints holding him down added to this level of safety for his captors. He would at most be conscious enough to faintly make out things around him. Having had all his tech taken away Charles stood next to him looking him over. The scars showed a great warrior of a vast age. The dreadlock like growths from the head supported this.
"This is a fine specimen. Put the bomb in him and then move to Observation room Beta. He'll make a fine addition." He smirked and looked down at the beast. "Now I have work with the other to do." He says walking out of the room as more of the drug is pumped into the Yautja.
"This is a fine specimen. Put the bomb in him and then move to Observation room Beta. He'll make a fine addition." He smirked and looked down at the beast. "Now I have work with the other to do." He says walking out of the room as more of the drug is pumped into the Yautja.
When Charles entered the room, Ghost was actually awake, somewhat. His eyes drifted close then opened back up and he struggled to keep his head up, fighting the drug. He had three shallow scars on the top of his head, not made by blades, but by claws. He was aged, but not old, at least by Yautja years. He looked at Charles when he came in and growled at him, moving his mandibles barely. Eventually, the drugs won as more was pumped into him, and he fell asleep.
Ghost was taken to the operating theater. His body kept under the influence of several powerful anesthesia. The drugs were pumped in continuously by an electrical pump keeping the tubes flowing but the creature very much alive. All of his gear had been taken to the main weapons lab for analysis while his ship was being scanned for. The other captive Yautja was being prepped for combat. Standing up at an observation window Doctor Tenebres watches as he is brought away and towards the combat zone. A man in a silver uniform hands him a tablet device and on it's screen are two Xenomorph warriors. Each restrained with electrical magnetized locks on a large ring like device holding their bodies in place. The extremely mobile and adjustable tail is clamped to the metal ring with several magnetic clamps making escape impossible. A bolted steel muzzle prevents the creature biting and holds its head still. This level of restraint allows the Xenomorph to be transported safely as if on a stretcher. As drugs cannot be used to their acidic blood and chemistry. This was something Charles was desperate to find a way around and a form of drug to affect them. A robot drone flew ahead of the scientists bringing the Xenomorphs to their desired location. The drone was a camera drone giving Charles the footage and it buzzed around seeing the creatures from several angles.
Charles clicked the corner of the screen with his finger and the picture changes. It now shows a large image of a man whose body seems bound to a table and his head in a large tube with an opening at the bottom. His head is held in position by a brace. On the side were several smaller images of similar people in the same situation. A total of twelve. The room this came from was at the other end of the facility and had two observation windows were numerous scientists stood watching and monitoring the heart rates and health statuses of all humans restrained. The people were placed a meter apart and each had a camera above their head and above the widows pointing at them. Three pads were on their heads to monitor brainwaves.
"How goes the Ovomorphs placement?" A scientist asks.
"Well sir. All Ovomorphs are in position and we are ready to begin on your order." Another replies.
"Very well. Begin the procedure."
"Yes sir." As this was said they pressed numerous buttons. The area at the base of the pipes opened with a metallic hiss and slowly raising up were the Ovomorphs. The lights pointed to each human shinned on the leathery eggs and showed inside movement after several seconds. Twitching and swirling inside were the first true part of the Xenomorph life cycle. The Facehugger. The eggs themselves were kept in cryo which left them several moments to 'waken' and become active after the unfreezing process.
Several of the humans let their eyes flutter as the whirling sounds of metal came to their ears. Looking around tiredly they saw the eggs.
"What the hell is this?" One says shaking but finding movement impossible. He looks around. The men seemed dazed and confused a sign of the drugs they were kept on to prevent 'unfriendly behavior' of these dangerous criminals. One egg twitched at the movement and the petal like flaps on top peel back and reveal the thick membrane inside. A pink yolk like sac which seemed to wiggle as if being touched. "What is this thing!?" The man yells. Struggling to move his head he finds it impossible and suddenly a large creamy colored spider like creature leaps out. It is a lifeform with two large sacs at the bottom of its body, eight boney finger like legs and a long tail. The creature was known as a Facehugger and once it leapt out its tail bound around the mans neck and fingers clenched around his head. The mains frightened wails were quickly droned down as he went still. His brainwaves and heart rate sky rocketed as the creature attacked but soon rapidly dropped. This confirmed the Facehugger was attached to its victim. Several other eggs open and soon all twelve criminals have the boney creatures on their faces.
Seeing all his plans going swimmingly Charles had made his way to the arena. It was an are with many cameras, a large observation area and several panels in the floor hiding things. The walls were high and the roof domed with a massive light on it. There were four doors on the lower levels which would hold the combatants. In this case the captured Yautja and two Xenomorphs. The Yautja would be allowed the use of a combat knife made from the Yautja's original wrist blade which had been shattered in the crash. It was proven that the Yautja wrist blades sometimes had a coating making them immune to the Xenomorphs blood. This was tested by Charles to be true but the process is still unknown. The captive was brought into the arena as a small panel pulled back in the floor and up raised a pedestal. On it was the blade. His clamps shut off as he was layed back. Once all men were out the drugs shut off being pumped and the beasts mouth clicked.
"His waking. Power up the arena walls. Don't give him even a chance or hope to flee." Charles said as the men powered up the electrified field. This wasn't always kept on as it burnt massive amounts of power. Behind them in the observation room were two scientists with yellow strips on their backs. They adjusted the panels in the back as purple sparks started all over the arena on the walls and roof. Meanwhile the generator began charging. The West Wing generator however started to spark. Orange and purple sparks shot off from where Ghosts stray blast hit. As the power was increased for the fence the cell in the generator exploded with a bright flash and boom. The whole generator shot out electricity and in an instant the whole facility went down as the power grid overloaded. All power was shut down across the facility as all generators went into shock. Charles looked about as the room went dark. "What happened!" He says panicked. The other shake their heads confused as he looks out into the room were the Yautja woke. With all power out that means the magnetic clamps and pumps. It meant all the security measures of the base were out. Charles eyes went cold and wide as this thought hit his head.
Charles clicked the corner of the screen with his finger and the picture changes. It now shows a large image of a man whose body seems bound to a table and his head in a large tube with an opening at the bottom. His head is held in position by a brace. On the side were several smaller images of similar people in the same situation. A total of twelve. The room this came from was at the other end of the facility and had two observation windows were numerous scientists stood watching and monitoring the heart rates and health statuses of all humans restrained. The people were placed a meter apart and each had a camera above their head and above the widows pointing at them. Three pads were on their heads to monitor brainwaves.
"How goes the Ovomorphs placement?" A scientist asks.
"Well sir. All Ovomorphs are in position and we are ready to begin on your order." Another replies.
"Very well. Begin the procedure."
"Yes sir." As this was said they pressed numerous buttons. The area at the base of the pipes opened with a metallic hiss and slowly raising up were the Ovomorphs. The lights pointed to each human shinned on the leathery eggs and showed inside movement after several seconds. Twitching and swirling inside were the first true part of the Xenomorph life cycle. The Facehugger. The eggs themselves were kept in cryo which left them several moments to 'waken' and become active after the unfreezing process.
Several of the humans let their eyes flutter as the whirling sounds of metal came to their ears. Looking around tiredly they saw the eggs.
"What the hell is this?" One says shaking but finding movement impossible. He looks around. The men seemed dazed and confused a sign of the drugs they were kept on to prevent 'unfriendly behavior' of these dangerous criminals. One egg twitched at the movement and the petal like flaps on top peel back and reveal the thick membrane inside. A pink yolk like sac which seemed to wiggle as if being touched. "What is this thing!?" The man yells. Struggling to move his head he finds it impossible and suddenly a large creamy colored spider like creature leaps out. It is a lifeform with two large sacs at the bottom of its body, eight boney finger like legs and a long tail. The creature was known as a Facehugger and once it leapt out its tail bound around the mans neck and fingers clenched around his head. The mains frightened wails were quickly droned down as he went still. His brainwaves and heart rate sky rocketed as the creature attacked but soon rapidly dropped. This confirmed the Facehugger was attached to its victim. Several other eggs open and soon all twelve criminals have the boney creatures on their faces.
Seeing all his plans going swimmingly Charles had made his way to the arena. It was an are with many cameras, a large observation area and several panels in the floor hiding things. The walls were high and the roof domed with a massive light on it. There were four doors on the lower levels which would hold the combatants. In this case the captured Yautja and two Xenomorphs. The Yautja would be allowed the use of a combat knife made from the Yautja's original wrist blade which had been shattered in the crash. It was proven that the Yautja wrist blades sometimes had a coating making them immune to the Xenomorphs blood. This was tested by Charles to be true but the process is still unknown. The captive was brought into the arena as a small panel pulled back in the floor and up raised a pedestal. On it was the blade. His clamps shut off as he was layed back. Once all men were out the drugs shut off being pumped and the beasts mouth clicked.
"His waking. Power up the arena walls. Don't give him even a chance or hope to flee." Charles said as the men powered up the electrified field. This wasn't always kept on as it burnt massive amounts of power. Behind them in the observation room were two scientists with yellow strips on their backs. They adjusted the panels in the back as purple sparks started all over the arena on the walls and roof. Meanwhile the generator began charging. The West Wing generator however started to spark. Orange and purple sparks shot off from where Ghosts stray blast hit. As the power was increased for the fence the cell in the generator exploded with a bright flash and boom. The whole generator shot out electricity and in an instant the whole facility went down as the power grid overloaded. All power was shut down across the facility as all generators went into shock. Charles looked about as the room went dark. "What happened!" He says panicked. The other shake their heads confused as he looks out into the room were the Yautja woke. With all power out that means the magnetic clamps and pumps. It meant all the security measures of the base were out. Charles eyes went cold and wide as this thought hit his head.
Ghost was still drowsy when the power went out. When it did, the restraints that held him went away as he layed there on the table, no being able to move quite yet. After a minute, Ghost finally got the strength to get off the table and stood up. He looked around and saw next to him a man with a scalpel in his hand and a tray of surgical tools in front of him, as well as the bomb that was to be implanted into him. Ghost growled at the man before knocking the scalpel out of the man's hand, also breaking it before grabbing the man by the throat and lifting him up to eye level as he choked him with one hand.
The other Yautja looked around as the power went out. He grabbed the knife and made a break to the door. Two marines tried to stop the Yautja, but that had no affect. The Yautja stabbed the first marine in the neck while he grabbed the other's gun and lifted it up so he couldn't shoot the Yautja. He ripped the knife out the the marines neck before stabbing the other through the skull, killing them both. He then left his knife in the marine's head as he tried to pry the doors opened.
The other Yautja looked around as the power went out. He grabbed the knife and made a break to the door. Two marines tried to stop the Yautja, but that had no affect. The Yautja stabbed the first marine in the neck while he grabbed the other's gun and lifted it up so he couldn't shoot the Yautja. He ripped the knife out the the marines neck before stabbing the other through the skull, killing them both. He then left his knife in the marine's head as he tried to pry the doors opened.
The other man in the room with ghost slammed on the door panicked. The Yautja was drowsy from the drugs but began slowly regain vision. At the moment all would be more like a blur at more then three feet and those up close were a bit hazy. The Yautjas eyes were slightly glassy and in the dark the captive scientist could smell the beasts breath. He increased his strength on his neck until the mans kicking stopped and he went limp. Eyes rolling back as he was choked out. In his kicking he knocked over the tray of tools and they scattered.
"Help please!" The other says slamming on the door in the cold sweat of fear.
Meanwhile Charles watched as the originally caught Yautja killed the guards. Well watched is a suggestive term as anything more then two meters was impossible to see but for some movement. The torches on the marines helmets they turned on could see some of the carnage before dropping. One landed facing a wall which had blood splattered on it and the other faced up still on the marines head. The knife in his head as the Yautja began to pry open the door. Once he got some way between them they moved easily giving him a way out. The knife inside the marine would be his only available weapon for now. He had no armor and in this darkness was as blind as the rest of them.
"Get power restored now!" Charles said with an angry voice. His chest panting as he saw the issues piling up. "If the Yautja got free. That means." He looks behind himself to the door. Despite all his caution his own breakout proof base would suffer the fate of several other facilities. Down a level in the hallways were the Xenomorph warriors being brought to the arena.
As the power went of the containment units which ran along tracks built all over the facilities floors and disguised as to be barely noticeable unlocked. The men transporting looked around before hearing the snap of the metal bands unclicking and looking to see the large shapes of the Xenomorphs tearing their way from their restraints. One let out a hiss and the scientists began running and shouting for help.
"The Xenomorphs! They're out!" He says stumbling. This stumble would prove fatal. As the creature pulled its tail free it lunged it forward impaling the man. Pulling out quickly blood splattered up the wall as the tail went through the lower back and out the chest. His body flew to the side and slammed into the wall. The second Xenomorph hissed and leapt forward to grab and maul another man. The Xenomorphs were perfect for dark hunting they could see perfectly and with the whole base down they were the ultimate predators. Thankfully the other cells doors were shut and required opening preventing the remaining aliens breaking loose. The roar like hissing echoes through the halls.
"Help please!" The other says slamming on the door in the cold sweat of fear.
Meanwhile Charles watched as the originally caught Yautja killed the guards. Well watched is a suggestive term as anything more then two meters was impossible to see but for some movement. The torches on the marines helmets they turned on could see some of the carnage before dropping. One landed facing a wall which had blood splattered on it and the other faced up still on the marines head. The knife in his head as the Yautja began to pry open the door. Once he got some way between them they moved easily giving him a way out. The knife inside the marine would be his only available weapon for now. He had no armor and in this darkness was as blind as the rest of them.
"Get power restored now!" Charles said with an angry voice. His chest panting as he saw the issues piling up. "If the Yautja got free. That means." He looks behind himself to the door. Despite all his caution his own breakout proof base would suffer the fate of several other facilities. Down a level in the hallways were the Xenomorph warriors being brought to the arena.
As the power went of the containment units which ran along tracks built all over the facilities floors and disguised as to be barely noticeable unlocked. The men transporting looked around before hearing the snap of the metal bands unclicking and looking to see the large shapes of the Xenomorphs tearing their way from their restraints. One let out a hiss and the scientists began running and shouting for help.
"The Xenomorphs! They're out!" He says stumbling. This stumble would prove fatal. As the creature pulled its tail free it lunged it forward impaling the man. Pulling out quickly blood splattered up the wall as the tail went through the lower back and out the chest. His body flew to the side and slammed into the wall. The second Xenomorph hissed and leapt forward to grab and maul another man. The Xenomorphs were perfect for dark hunting they could see perfectly and with the whole base down they were the ultimate predators. Thankfully the other cells doors were shut and required opening preventing the remaining aliens breaking loose. The roar like hissing echoes through the halls.
Ghost continued to strangle the scientist until he heard a noise he's heard before, the roaring hiss of a serpent. He threw the man across the room as he tried to get his full vision back. He went over to the door and grabbed the man and picked him up. He looked at him for a second. He need to find his armor and weapons, or else he had no chance against the serpents without his gear, and this human might know where his stuff is.
The other Yautja pried the doors open then took the knife from his head, the torch shining on it's face. Years of abuse and torture were shown on his face as he growled at the direction Charles was in. He heard the hissing roar of the serpents and knew what they could do if he wasn't careful.
The other Yautja pried the doors open then took the knife from his head, the torch shining on it's face. Years of abuse and torture were shown on his face as he growled at the direction Charles was in. He heard the hissing roar of the serpents and knew what they could do if he wasn't careful.
With his co workers body being thrown to the side the other scientist crawled away and shook. He couldn't see him but he knew the Yautja was here.
"Stay away." He says in a fearful sweat. His body shook as he grasped for something to hold up. But nothing was in his grasp and he looked to the large figure in front of him hoping to anyone that would hear to come rescue him from the beast. "Someone help me!" He cries again.
The other Yautja's face was seen by Charles as it went to run. The creature had scars from before when it hunted and new ones from the many months of experimentation. Charles knew he would be angry for this but while he was unarmed he was vulnerable. Currently until power is restored the marines were their only line of defense. Down the darkened hall of the opened door way were several rooms but too little light to see. Shining the torch revealed a long hallway with three doors either side and an elevator at to end. The side rooms went off into labs of small size.
By far the biggest danger were the two loose Xenomorphs. Having slaughtered two men they began crawling away deeper into the facility. Remembering the look of the halls as the skeletal monsters crawl along the ground like large insects. Their tails trailing behind as blade like whips. Scurrying along they stopped every so often to let out a deep hiss with their inner jaws. The Xenomorphs still contained kept screeching more then usual. This time deeper cries almost like communication. The scientist watching them had torches to keep their eyes on the deadly beasts.
"Their behavior. It's almost like they're calling for help?" One of them says. "The deeper hisses every few seconds. Not unlike some birds which release certain tunes when in danger to call help. But where would they get it?" He says before looking down the hall and seeing the missing two warriors. His blood ran cold. "The two being transported." He says with a look f pure dread.
In the security room Marchel was working to get any form of message out. Men ran back and fourth trying to figure out a plan of action and restore power. It was an urgent matter. Thankfully engineers would have been sent to the generator to try and secure the circuit and allow at least back up power.
"The status of the facility is still down?" He asks.
"Yes sir. All power grids are down. But once the fault is found we should have back up power in a couple of minutes." A woman says shining a torch over the console.
"What's the status on marines and any containment breaches?" He asks.
"Sir we have confirmation that two Xenomorphs were being transported and as of the power outage assumed escaped. Marines have not reported in and only short range radios work." A man explains standing tall but shaking.
Inside the facility after the Facehuggers succeeded in attaching to their hosts the power went out and this formed problems. For instance the hosts couldn't be extracted from the docks as they were locked in. The keys required power to unlock the seals. The scientists couldn't monitor anything and only had some torch light to go off.
"Blast it. We can't afford such issues." He says throwing his pen in anger. "What's going on why did we loose power?" Several shrug.
"Unknown sir. The power was working fine before. We're looking into it but it seems to be facility wide."
"Damn it. Keep trying we can't risk the safety of these infected." He says looking back out the window at the criminals in the torchlight.
"Stay away." He says in a fearful sweat. His body shook as he grasped for something to hold up. But nothing was in his grasp and he looked to the large figure in front of him hoping to anyone that would hear to come rescue him from the beast. "Someone help me!" He cries again.
The other Yautja's face was seen by Charles as it went to run. The creature had scars from before when it hunted and new ones from the many months of experimentation. Charles knew he would be angry for this but while he was unarmed he was vulnerable. Currently until power is restored the marines were their only line of defense. Down the darkened hall of the opened door way were several rooms but too little light to see. Shining the torch revealed a long hallway with three doors either side and an elevator at to end. The side rooms went off into labs of small size.
By far the biggest danger were the two loose Xenomorphs. Having slaughtered two men they began crawling away deeper into the facility. Remembering the look of the halls as the skeletal monsters crawl along the ground like large insects. Their tails trailing behind as blade like whips. Scurrying along they stopped every so often to let out a deep hiss with their inner jaws. The Xenomorphs still contained kept screeching more then usual. This time deeper cries almost like communication. The scientist watching them had torches to keep their eyes on the deadly beasts.
"Their behavior. It's almost like they're calling for help?" One of them says. "The deeper hisses every few seconds. Not unlike some birds which release certain tunes when in danger to call help. But where would they get it?" He says before looking down the hall and seeing the missing two warriors. His blood ran cold. "The two being transported." He says with a look f pure dread.
In the security room Marchel was working to get any form of message out. Men ran back and fourth trying to figure out a plan of action and restore power. It was an urgent matter. Thankfully engineers would have been sent to the generator to try and secure the circuit and allow at least back up power.
"The status of the facility is still down?" He asks.
"Yes sir. All power grids are down. But once the fault is found we should have back up power in a couple of minutes." A woman says shining a torch over the console.
"What's the status on marines and any containment breaches?" He asks.
"Sir we have confirmation that two Xenomorphs were being transported and as of the power outage assumed escaped. Marines have not reported in and only short range radios work." A man explains standing tall but shaking.
Inside the facility after the Facehuggers succeeded in attaching to their hosts the power went out and this formed problems. For instance the hosts couldn't be extracted from the docks as they were locked in. The keys required power to unlock the seals. The scientists couldn't monitor anything and only had some torch light to go off.
"Blast it. We can't afford such issues." He says throwing his pen in anger. "What's going on why did we loose power?" Several shrug.
"Unknown sir. The power was working fine before. We're looking into it but it seems to be facility wide."
"Damn it. Keep trying we can't risk the safety of these infected." He says looking back out the window at the criminals in the torchlight.
Ghost looked at the man as he brought him to eye level. He looked angrily into as eyes as he let out some aggravated clicking noises. The man was the key to finding the other Yautja and getting his gear back. He growled at the man before pointing to different parts of his body, trying to tell him "Where is my gear?"
The other Yautja heard how close the serpents were. He fought them before in the arena, but it always resulted in him getting an injury. The other Yautja ran down the hall, unaware that the only member of his clan was in the building.
The other Yautja heard how close the serpents were. He fought them before in the arena, but it always resulted in him getting an injury. The other Yautja ran down the hall, unaware that the only member of his clan was in the building.
The man couldn't see the Yautja's motions and tried to wiggle free of his grip. His breath smelt like rotted flesh mixed with horrid BO. The clicking sounds as he brought their faces closer made his run pale. His face was covered by a surgical mask and he looked to the barely visible face.
"I'm sorry. Please it wasn't my decision!" He says begging for his life. He was far too frightened to give anything useful. Especially since he couldn't so much as see the alien in the room with him.
In the halls the free Xenomorphs scurried through the darkness looking for their siblings. Quickly finding vents they went into them. All vent doors were open and fans disabled allowing them to move about the whole base should they find the right vent. The metallic thumping could be heard in rooms as the aliens made their way through the walls, floors and ceilings. Moving past one vent was some light. Two marines wandering about on patrol and trying to identify any issues and potential escaped specimens. As the marines walked past the aliens continued scurrying. It didn't take long for them to reach the end of a tunnel and had no choice but to change vents. They knew however they were close. One crawled out of a low vent and looked around before scurrying to the other side of the hallway. Before the other came through it pulled back. Two other marines hearing the movement wandered over. Headlamps scanning the walls. Something was around here they knew. They slowly moved in the hall looking both ways. Their pulse rifles at the ready. One looked into the doorway at the floor the first Xenomorph went. The tip of its tail pulled back as the marine pointed out the spot. With their guns raised they moved around slowly to line up a quick kill shot into the potential threat. But they had no idea of the second. As they turned to see the Xenomorph roaring at them. As they went to pull the triggers the second marine would find himself impaled from behind. Turning as the bladed tail entered his partner the other marine lowered his guard letting the first Xenomorph to strike. It tackled him to the ground and with a quick bite to the head killed the marine. Tearing out its tail the other Xenomorph pulled it back into the vent and crawled out. The two moved along before finding a roof vent. Coiling their tails up on it they pulled down dropping the bars off it and leaping into it. Continuing their little rescue mission. The headlights on the marines had fallen and one shone on the blood covered face and the other the blood soaked floor as the other marine continued to let the dark red liquid cover the floor.
"I'm sorry. Please it wasn't my decision!" He says begging for his life. He was far too frightened to give anything useful. Especially since he couldn't so much as see the alien in the room with him.
In the halls the free Xenomorphs scurried through the darkness looking for their siblings. Quickly finding vents they went into them. All vent doors were open and fans disabled allowing them to move about the whole base should they find the right vent. The metallic thumping could be heard in rooms as the aliens made their way through the walls, floors and ceilings. Moving past one vent was some light. Two marines wandering about on patrol and trying to identify any issues and potential escaped specimens. As the marines walked past the aliens continued scurrying. It didn't take long for them to reach the end of a tunnel and had no choice but to change vents. They knew however they were close. One crawled out of a low vent and looked around before scurrying to the other side of the hallway. Before the other came through it pulled back. Two other marines hearing the movement wandered over. Headlamps scanning the walls. Something was around here they knew. They slowly moved in the hall looking both ways. Their pulse rifles at the ready. One looked into the doorway at the floor the first Xenomorph went. The tip of its tail pulled back as the marine pointed out the spot. With their guns raised they moved around slowly to line up a quick kill shot into the potential threat. But they had no idea of the second. As they turned to see the Xenomorph roaring at them. As they went to pull the triggers the second marine would find himself impaled from behind. Turning as the bladed tail entered his partner the other marine lowered his guard letting the first Xenomorph to strike. It tackled him to the ground and with a quick bite to the head killed the marine. Tearing out its tail the other Xenomorph pulled it back into the vent and crawled out. The two moved along before finding a roof vent. Coiling their tails up on it they pulled down dropping the bars off it and leaping into it. Continuing their little rescue mission. The headlights on the marines had fallen and one shone on the blood covered face and the other the blood soaked floor as the other marine continued to let the dark red liquid cover the floor.
Ghost growled and tossed them aside. He heard the fair echos of the serpent's crawling through the vents. He growled and grabbed the door, prying it open. Hopefully his weapons weren't too far away, because now that they were on the vents, they had the surprise and weapons advantage over him. He needed to equal out the score.
The other Yautja heard the sound of another door being pried open, unsure if it was from one of the altered serpents or something else. He tried to find which way the sound came from and went that way.
The other Yautja heard the sound of another door being pried open, unsure if it was from one of the altered serpents or something else. He tried to find which way the sound came from and went that way.
The metallic clinking of the vents echoed throughout. The deathly silence being broken by metallic dings and clinks sending shivers down the spines of all around. The Xenomorphs which were free scurried along with frighting speed. Their slender frames and long limbs allowed movement to be quick and easy. Moving much like spiders they scurried along. Another deep cry was let out. Low and close the Xenomorph in front turned to the left. It stopped above a vent and listened. Below was the hall containing numerous other Xenomorphs. Each one letting out the low cries wanting to be found. The Xenomorph crawled back and looked through the bars. One side of the room it saw the drones. A cell containing two and next to them another cell split to contain two more. This was certainly the containment block and if anything the Xenomorph knew was correct the controls should be on a side room. The scientists torch light confirmed this. Coming from the next door window the Xenomorph could see the beams of light scanning the drones. When in containment the warriors were kept up the other end of the hall and the different animal hybrids were kept in another cell block a few hundred feet down a hall from the end of the room. Pulling back and hissing the warriors began to sneak around searching for a means of opening the cells and freeing their captive brethren.
Meanwhile the escaping Yautja would have trouble navigating. The dark hallways put a strain on their vision and the ever wandering marines with enough fire power to kill the unarmed hunters were threats. If they didn't have the element of surprise all would be lost on them fast. Their weapons would not be easy to come across. All doors were locked in a similar manner to the first and would require noisy prying. Their only hope at this point was to open the doors and come across their weapons. Something which would be almost impossible. Without a map or experience the base was hard to navigate. Halls looking the same and words referring to labs and research but there being several of each such as in the West Wing their was Technology Labs Alpha and Beta. Though a twist of luck may come the way of the hunters.
It had been about seven minutes since the power went out. Charles sat in his observation room feeling his blood pressure pulsing and looking anxiously out the window waiting. A shock of relief hit him as emergency lights flicker on and base power is restored.
"Emergency back up power restored. Door, basic light systems and in facility communications restored." A computer voice says. This was amazing news. It may have only been base lights which were less then half as good but it was something. Door controls were back allowing them to be opened and closed from the control rooms and in base communications meant Charles could contact security. However this did mean functions like turrets, cameras, security and long range scanners and communications were still down. The up side life support would be sustained as well. Once Charles heard this he got onto communications with the security center.
"Marchel what's the situation? I have one escaped Yautja and potentially two Xenomorphs and even our newest Yautja captive free. What's going on your end?" He asks with a new intensity. Marchel picks up the phone.
"Sir we have two missing men and marine reporting but several unaccounted for. The specimens are of unknown location and we have no cameras but we do have door controls." He explains.
"Lock down the Western halls. I don't want these aliens getting out and causing trouble!"
"Yes sir." Marchel replies starting the lock down. This was slow however given the reduced power.
With the Xenomorph containment the scientist cheered.
"We have power!" One says gleefully.
"Well what are you waiting for seal the doors. Make sure the Xenomorphs are in lock down and keep our door locked." The head scientist of the room says with a breath of relief. This relief however would be of poor timing. From the roof vent the Xenomorph listened in and heard about locking the others down. It watched as the men entered buttons and on the screen came a bit button saying 'lock down' when enter was hit the doors locked. A metallic click indicated the Xenomorphs cells were properly sealed. The intelligence of these creatures was something to be feared. With at least chimp levels of intellect they were a danger if left unchecked. And now the Xenomorph saw a way to open the doors for its kind. Silently the warrior slid its tail between the grates in the vent as the scientists were unaware at their work. Letting out a faint growl as it lined up its strike. A woman on a computer sees something in her reflection turning around she see's the snake like tail and shrieks in fear. Everyone turns to see it and with a brutal flash the tail impales the head scientist as he turns. Stabbing through his ribs and throwing him forward off its tail the man hit the window and blood flowed onto the computers. The scientists screamed as they got up to run but the vent fell through as both warriors each with blood on their tails and mouths began to massacre the scientists. Their screams echoed as claws and bladed tails slashed the humans to shreds. The first woman to notice went to the door and tried to open it. But it was locked down and needed a code. The next second felt like an hour we her back was slashed and she thrown to the side. Her hand went to grab the phone but merely knocked it down. The last thing she saw were the hissing jaws of the Xenomorph as the tiny inner jaw flung to her skull piercing it. After about twenty seconds the rooms was silent and blood was over everything. Torn clothes and organs were like litter. Covered in fresh blood the Xenomorph looked at the controls and hit the same large button on the side it recalled. The computer screen went from saying 'locked' to 'open' and with a metallic click the doors to the cells opened. The Xenomorphs let out a hiss of delight as they were freed. The eight drones and four other warriors cried out in victory as they were freed from their cells. Able to perform their new duties of freeing the others and starting a new hive where they were so lacking one.
Meanwhile the escaping Yautja would have trouble navigating. The dark hallways put a strain on their vision and the ever wandering marines with enough fire power to kill the unarmed hunters were threats. If they didn't have the element of surprise all would be lost on them fast. Their weapons would not be easy to come across. All doors were locked in a similar manner to the first and would require noisy prying. Their only hope at this point was to open the doors and come across their weapons. Something which would be almost impossible. Without a map or experience the base was hard to navigate. Halls looking the same and words referring to labs and research but there being several of each such as in the West Wing their was Technology Labs Alpha and Beta. Though a twist of luck may come the way of the hunters.
It had been about seven minutes since the power went out. Charles sat in his observation room feeling his blood pressure pulsing and looking anxiously out the window waiting. A shock of relief hit him as emergency lights flicker on and base power is restored.
"Emergency back up power restored. Door, basic light systems and in facility communications restored." A computer voice says. This was amazing news. It may have only been base lights which were less then half as good but it was something. Door controls were back allowing them to be opened and closed from the control rooms and in base communications meant Charles could contact security. However this did mean functions like turrets, cameras, security and long range scanners and communications were still down. The up side life support would be sustained as well. Once Charles heard this he got onto communications with the security center.
"Marchel what's the situation? I have one escaped Yautja and potentially two Xenomorphs and even our newest Yautja captive free. What's going on your end?" He asks with a new intensity. Marchel picks up the phone.
"Sir we have two missing men and marine reporting but several unaccounted for. The specimens are of unknown location and we have no cameras but we do have door controls." He explains.
"Lock down the Western halls. I don't want these aliens getting out and causing trouble!"
"Yes sir." Marchel replies starting the lock down. This was slow however given the reduced power.
With the Xenomorph containment the scientist cheered.
"We have power!" One says gleefully.
"Well what are you waiting for seal the doors. Make sure the Xenomorphs are in lock down and keep our door locked." The head scientist of the room says with a breath of relief. This relief however would be of poor timing. From the roof vent the Xenomorph listened in and heard about locking the others down. It watched as the men entered buttons and on the screen came a bit button saying 'lock down' when enter was hit the doors locked. A metallic click indicated the Xenomorphs cells were properly sealed. The intelligence of these creatures was something to be feared. With at least chimp levels of intellect they were a danger if left unchecked. And now the Xenomorph saw a way to open the doors for its kind. Silently the warrior slid its tail between the grates in the vent as the scientists were unaware at their work. Letting out a faint growl as it lined up its strike. A woman on a computer sees something in her reflection turning around she see's the snake like tail and shrieks in fear. Everyone turns to see it and with a brutal flash the tail impales the head scientist as he turns. Stabbing through his ribs and throwing him forward off its tail the man hit the window and blood flowed onto the computers. The scientists screamed as they got up to run but the vent fell through as both warriors each with blood on their tails and mouths began to massacre the scientists. Their screams echoed as claws and bladed tails slashed the humans to shreds. The first woman to notice went to the door and tried to open it. But it was locked down and needed a code. The next second felt like an hour we her back was slashed and she thrown to the side. Her hand went to grab the phone but merely knocked it down. The last thing she saw were the hissing jaws of the Xenomorph as the tiny inner jaw flung to her skull piercing it. After about twenty seconds the rooms was silent and blood was over everything. Torn clothes and organs were like litter. Covered in fresh blood the Xenomorph looked at the controls and hit the same large button on the side it recalled. The computer screen went from saying 'locked' to 'open' and with a metallic click the doors to the cells opened. The Xenomorphs let out a hiss of delight as they were freed. The eight drones and four other warriors cried out in victory as they were freed from their cells. Able to perform their new duties of freeing the others and starting a new hive where they were so lacking one.
Both Yautja squinted a bit as the lights came on. Ghost looked around as the other Yautja turned the corner. The other Yautja ran up behind Ghost and jumped on his back and began to hit him. Ghost, being bigger than this Yautja and not being kept captive, had the strength to throw him over his shoulder and onto the ground. He saw the clan mark on the Yautja's forehead as it stood up. Just as the other Yautja was preparing to attack again, he saw the mark, of what wasn't clawed out, and made put it was his clan's mark. The two began talked for a second, before Ghost nodded and the other Yautja lead him down the hall.
As the power came back on marines began their check ins to report. In the security control room they received constant signals from the marines. Due to the bases special plating and construction the marines signals needed to relay through outputs on the base. These were powered by the generator and served to prevent signals such as radio waves interfering with the technology around. This did make the marines and frankly everyones personal communicators worthless when the power went out. Though when considering the likelihood of that to the damage that could be done it seemed worth it to Dr Tenebres. But now everything was falling apart. Marine came in from several locations reporting in.
"This is Patrol 22A reporting in." A voice said over the intercom.
"22A we read you continue patrol." A woman in the control room says taking call in after call in.
"Yes Ma'am." The marine says but at the end his voice ran cold. The marine and his partner came across the remains of two marines attacked by the escape Xenomorphs. "Control this is 22A we have two casualties repeat two casualties."
"Where's your location 22A what casualties have you found." The woman replies as Marchel wanders over.
"We have two marines. Patrol 24A and the wounds are consistent of that with Xenomorphs." The marine responds. Marchels blood runs cold. This was exact proof they had escapees. But before he had time to respond two more calls came in.
"This is Patrol 15A we have hostiles. Multiple Xenomorph esca." But before he could finish his voice is cut out. From another call the marine is heard fine until a screech followed by a thumping sound. A scream from the marine is heard thumping is heard before a hissing over the radio.
"Sit those reports came in from three different parts of the Western section." The people on the terminals state. Marchel gets on the line to Charles. He didn't want to break the news but someone had to.
It had been only several minutes since the Xenomorphs escaped and the bodies were already piling. At least four marines were killed and not a single Xenomorph has fell. Pushing into the vents and scurrying along many rooms were looked into as the warriors and drones searched for a way into the other containment block. The other contained non human born Xenomorphs with more unique traits. These variants let out the same cries as the others calling for help. Getting locked onto. The drones and warriors seemed to split and go about their own ways. Drones seemed to head into the facility likely for their purpose of nest construction. However if engaged they were as deadly as anything. As for the warriors they were focused on finding their allies. Six warriors moved through the vents hunting. Being larger then the drones they were certainly more intimidating but the drones would still leave a grown man to flee in fear. The two which freed the others, having their bodies slightly stained by blood managed to find the other cell block. But this time would be more difficult. The area was already locked down and six marines were in the hall and two in the control room. Security was certainly buffed after the last attack. The warrior hissed and moved along looking for a good play.
The escaped Yautja were not without seeing eyes. As the two ran along several scientists spotted them and quickly locked their doors. They called up to report in the escapees upon hearing this marines were sent to their location. In a fist fight the Yautja would win but with their weapons and an android wielding a plasma rifle built from reverse engineering predator tech. Tenebres had personalized androids which looked and acted human hold his new weapons. He felt better with them holding the gear. This specially armed soldier would follow four marines to the Yautjas location to cut them off. They were heading into the Eastern parts of the facility. Through potential dumb luck this was where Ghosts gear was stored. A weapons lab about two hundred meters down the hall on their left. Charles was given full on details every reveal. When the call came in regarding the Xenomorphs his response was pure rage.
"Free!? How many do you think? The whole block?" He says in a frenzy. Marchel gulps and replies with a fearful calmness.
"Yes sir. Marines found what was left. All twelve Xenomorphs plus the additional two being transported are free and we expect the others could too." Charles had several veins pulsing as he was resisting an urge to shatter the phone.
"What about the Yautja?"
"We have reports of them in the Easters section. Marines and a plasma rifle holding android are on their way."
"Fine. Alive but don't think twice about killing them. The least physical damage the better though."
"Understood." Is the reply before the call ends.
"They're going for their gear. I want all androids armed and sent to contain the Xenomorphs. Exterminate them if need be. I can start again. We have the newly infected at least. I want four androids properly armed with me as well. I'm going to my office." Tenebres says to the men around him. They nod faintly afraid of their boss and go off to do their duties.
"This is Patrol 22A reporting in." A voice said over the intercom.
"22A we read you continue patrol." A woman in the control room says taking call in after call in.
"Yes Ma'am." The marine says but at the end his voice ran cold. The marine and his partner came across the remains of two marines attacked by the escape Xenomorphs. "Control this is 22A we have two casualties repeat two casualties."
"Where's your location 22A what casualties have you found." The woman replies as Marchel wanders over.
"We have two marines. Patrol 24A and the wounds are consistent of that with Xenomorphs." The marine responds. Marchels blood runs cold. This was exact proof they had escapees. But before he had time to respond two more calls came in.
"This is Patrol 15A we have hostiles. Multiple Xenomorph esca." But before he could finish his voice is cut out. From another call the marine is heard fine until a screech followed by a thumping sound. A scream from the marine is heard thumping is heard before a hissing over the radio.
"Sit those reports came in from three different parts of the Western section." The people on the terminals state. Marchel gets on the line to Charles. He didn't want to break the news but someone had to.
It had been only several minutes since the Xenomorphs escaped and the bodies were already piling. At least four marines were killed and not a single Xenomorph has fell. Pushing into the vents and scurrying along many rooms were looked into as the warriors and drones searched for a way into the other containment block. The other contained non human born Xenomorphs with more unique traits. These variants let out the same cries as the others calling for help. Getting locked onto. The drones and warriors seemed to split and go about their own ways. Drones seemed to head into the facility likely for their purpose of nest construction. However if engaged they were as deadly as anything. As for the warriors they were focused on finding their allies. Six warriors moved through the vents hunting. Being larger then the drones they were certainly more intimidating but the drones would still leave a grown man to flee in fear. The two which freed the others, having their bodies slightly stained by blood managed to find the other cell block. But this time would be more difficult. The area was already locked down and six marines were in the hall and two in the control room. Security was certainly buffed after the last attack. The warrior hissed and moved along looking for a good play.
The escaped Yautja were not without seeing eyes. As the two ran along several scientists spotted them and quickly locked their doors. They called up to report in the escapees upon hearing this marines were sent to their location. In a fist fight the Yautja would win but with their weapons and an android wielding a plasma rifle built from reverse engineering predator tech. Tenebres had personalized androids which looked and acted human hold his new weapons. He felt better with them holding the gear. This specially armed soldier would follow four marines to the Yautjas location to cut them off. They were heading into the Eastern parts of the facility. Through potential dumb luck this was where Ghosts gear was stored. A weapons lab about two hundred meters down the hall on their left. Charles was given full on details every reveal. When the call came in regarding the Xenomorphs his response was pure rage.
"Free!? How many do you think? The whole block?" He says in a frenzy. Marchel gulps and replies with a fearful calmness.
"Yes sir. Marines found what was left. All twelve Xenomorphs plus the additional two being transported are free and we expect the others could too." Charles had several veins pulsing as he was resisting an urge to shatter the phone.
"What about the Yautja?"
"We have reports of them in the Easters section. Marines and a plasma rifle holding android are on their way."
"Fine. Alive but don't think twice about killing them. The least physical damage the better though."
"Understood." Is the reply before the call ends.
"They're going for their gear. I want all androids armed and sent to contain the Xenomorphs. Exterminate them if need be. I can start again. We have the newly infected at least. I want four androids properly armed with me as well. I'm going to my office." Tenebres says to the men around him. They nod faintly afraid of their boss and go off to do their duties.
The two Yautja ran through the complex, looking for their weapons. Ghost stopped at a closed door and pried it open, with the help of the other Yautja. Luckily for them, that was the room with Ghost's equipment. There were also a few scientists in the room, but they all look terrified of the two Yautja's standing in the doorway. They both walked in and went to the gear. Ghost walked over to a scientist holding his Bio-Mask and growled at him. She was utterly terrified and sat the mask down before Backing away into a corner, which funny enough, had a vent. The While all of Ghost stuff remained in tact, the other Yautja's stuff was not in there. Ghost turned and gave the Yautja a shuriken and his combi-stick.
One of the scientists managed to get to an communications panel and with a shaking hand started it. Leaning his mouth in close he spoke.
"Yautja are in technology lab 3B." He says quivering. Before a response can come through he ends the call. Meanwhile in the communications center Marchel got word of this and began his attack.
"I want the lab surrounded all marines are to fire at the Yautja when seen. But be warned they will be armed and should be terminated immediately." He instructed ignoring Tenebres orders for a possible live catch. Luckily for him he wasn't being listened to by the good doctor. Outside the lab the four marines and one plasma wielding android circled around the door. The other door to the lab lead into another room with equipment such as plasma saws, drills and other engineering equipment. These plasma tools were in humanities grasp for years. Not Yautja tech but classic human engineering. In this lab four marines gathered by the door. One went to the panel ready to open on command as the other three stood aiming inside and ready to light up the room. The moment the Yautja approached a door both would open and firing would begin.
Meanwhile the Xenomorphs in the Western section were coming close to finding a way of breaking out their siblings. There were surely a massive amount of troops around so getting through without a casualty would be hard to say the least. They thought their best way of breaking the others out was to use the controls where the scientists were. The marines would be a problem but if they moved quickly the problem could be eradicated. One warrior fresh and clean of blood made its way to the roof vent. Meanwhile one of the blood stained ones went in from the wall vent. Moving back the bloody one waited to ram the vent off and attack. Meanwhile the other lined up its tail. However the marines were slightly move observant. As the tip of the tail pushed through the vent a marine saw the faint glimmer in the reflection on the window. He wasted not time raising his gun and so did his partner.
"Xenomorph!" They cry and open fire. Bullets pelt the vent as scientists head to the side and sneak around the walls to get out. As the repeating click of the pulse rifle barrages through the air the one in the other vent prepares to charge. Meanwhile other marines hear the commotion and look in the window. Seeing the gun fire two run around to head in and help. The Xenomorph in the vent if hit several times as it shriek. Slamming on the grate it falls down dropping the Xenomorph as it hisses. Bullets pierce the skin and spray acidic blood on the chairs and computer screens burning small holes. The Xenomorph hisses and goes to leap but several rounds hit the head cause it to fall forward. Several squirts of compressed acid blood hit the marine on the left and it starts seeping into his belt. and burning small holes in his pulse rifle. As the other Xenomorph was about to strike through and help this marine yells "Oh shi!" Before a violent explosion was heard. The room was blown apart and the window shattered and terminals destroyed. A secondary explosion occurred a second later by the vent after something flew in front of it. The marines grenades got hit by acid and this caused them to blow. The explosion sent the other marine flying and slamming into the Xenomorphs splattered corpse had his go off. The room was covered in gun powder, blood, acid holes, black flesh and human ligaments. The second explosion sent flames which hit the Xenomorph in the vent and sent it shrieking as it ran off. But not before developing an idea. Their acidic blood could melt through anything. Maybe even these cell doors or windows.
"Yautja are in technology lab 3B." He says quivering. Before a response can come through he ends the call. Meanwhile in the communications center Marchel got word of this and began his attack.
"I want the lab surrounded all marines are to fire at the Yautja when seen. But be warned they will be armed and should be terminated immediately." He instructed ignoring Tenebres orders for a possible live catch. Luckily for him he wasn't being listened to by the good doctor. Outside the lab the four marines and one plasma wielding android circled around the door. The other door to the lab lead into another room with equipment such as plasma saws, drills and other engineering equipment. These plasma tools were in humanities grasp for years. Not Yautja tech but classic human engineering. In this lab four marines gathered by the door. One went to the panel ready to open on command as the other three stood aiming inside and ready to light up the room. The moment the Yautja approached a door both would open and firing would begin.
Meanwhile the Xenomorphs in the Western section were coming close to finding a way of breaking out their siblings. There were surely a massive amount of troops around so getting through without a casualty would be hard to say the least. They thought their best way of breaking the others out was to use the controls where the scientists were. The marines would be a problem but if they moved quickly the problem could be eradicated. One warrior fresh and clean of blood made its way to the roof vent. Meanwhile one of the blood stained ones went in from the wall vent. Moving back the bloody one waited to ram the vent off and attack. Meanwhile the other lined up its tail. However the marines were slightly move observant. As the tip of the tail pushed through the vent a marine saw the faint glimmer in the reflection on the window. He wasted not time raising his gun and so did his partner.
"Xenomorph!" They cry and open fire. Bullets pelt the vent as scientists head to the side and sneak around the walls to get out. As the repeating click of the pulse rifle barrages through the air the one in the other vent prepares to charge. Meanwhile other marines hear the commotion and look in the window. Seeing the gun fire two run around to head in and help. The Xenomorph in the vent if hit several times as it shriek. Slamming on the grate it falls down dropping the Xenomorph as it hisses. Bullets pierce the skin and spray acidic blood on the chairs and computer screens burning small holes. The Xenomorph hisses and goes to leap but several rounds hit the head cause it to fall forward. Several squirts of compressed acid blood hit the marine on the left and it starts seeping into his belt. and burning small holes in his pulse rifle. As the other Xenomorph was about to strike through and help this marine yells "Oh shi!" Before a violent explosion was heard. The room was blown apart and the window shattered and terminals destroyed. A secondary explosion occurred a second later by the vent after something flew in front of it. The marines grenades got hit by acid and this caused them to blow. The explosion sent the other marine flying and slamming into the Xenomorphs splattered corpse had his go off. The room was covered in gun powder, blood, acid holes, black flesh and human ligaments. The second explosion sent flames which hit the Xenomorph in the vent and sent it shrieking as it ran off. But not before developing an idea. Their acidic blood could melt through anything. Maybe even these cell doors or windows.
Ghost heard the heard the echo of the explosion and turned to see the shadows of the marines and the android. Ghost reached in his bag and pulled out two laser nets and armed them before throwing the laser nets just in the doorway, as the doors open. The first marine stood through they flared to life and sliced the first marine to pieces, instantly killing him and sealing off the doorway and blocking out the other marines and Android. The two immediately went for cover, seeing as how bullets and a well placed plasma shot could go through the gaps in the lasers.
The adjacent doors opened and out came the other four marines. Aiming inside in a formation they sprayed bullets to the Yautja. Once the large beasts were moving and dodging they moved inside and kept up a steady stream of bullets. From the other side of the laser grid marines held off throwing up as they saw there ally sliced to pieces before them. The android scanned the door and saw the laser minds. Raising his plasma rifle he took aim and tried to get a clear shot to shoot it out. The scientists stayed low and began crawling for the open door. The constant rattle of barrels and bullets hitting the smooth floor was deafening. One man made it out and then followed by two woman who once they got out scrambled to their feet crying for help. The numerous tables played protection to the Yautja but the marines could clearly see them and without any cloaking tech on hand they were out numbered and gunned. Stealth was one of their biggest weapons but when cornered they were in a difficult spot.
With the control room thoroughly burnt out by the grenades and spread out acid from the dead Xenomorph Marines examined the horrid smelling remains. Wreaking of melted metal, burnt flesh and boiled rubber the area was far from pleasant. Not to mention the bloody remains. With the whole room including the terminals being destroyed the doors were stuck shut. Though this wasn't all bad. The Xenomorph from the vent noticed the fact the marines exploded but it wasn't sure why. Wandering through the vents it let off a deep hiss. This gained the attention of a marine who waited on the other end of the hall. Right next to the Bull Xenomorphs cell. Looking up he had his gun pointed and torch shining. Looking through the scope he had the heat sensor on but remembered a unique fact about Xenomorphs. They didn't show up on thermal. Shining the light into the vent he took a step back and kept the vent in his vision to avoid a surprise attack. The Xenomorph looked down while keeping hidden and snuck across pondering its next move. The hybrid Xenomorphs growled at their doors and windows as the Bull ones charged and slammed the window. The impact had little effect.
With the control room thoroughly burnt out by the grenades and spread out acid from the dead Xenomorph Marines examined the horrid smelling remains. Wreaking of melted metal, burnt flesh and boiled rubber the area was far from pleasant. Not to mention the bloody remains. With the whole room including the terminals being destroyed the doors were stuck shut. Though this wasn't all bad. The Xenomorph from the vent noticed the fact the marines exploded but it wasn't sure why. Wandering through the vents it let off a deep hiss. This gained the attention of a marine who waited on the other end of the hall. Right next to the Bull Xenomorphs cell. Looking up he had his gun pointed and torch shining. Looking through the scope he had the heat sensor on but remembered a unique fact about Xenomorphs. They didn't show up on thermal. Shining the light into the vent he took a step back and kept the vent in his vision to avoid a surprise attack. The Xenomorph looked down while keeping hidden and snuck across pondering its next move. The hybrid Xenomorphs growled at their doors and windows as the Bull ones charged and slammed the window. The impact had little effect.
The two Yautja hid as they were being rained upon by bullet. They turned to each other and nodded, both grabbing their shurikens. Once the Marines clips ran out, the two Yautja stood up and threw their shurikens. Ghosts shurikens impaled one marine as cut into another's neck, not enough to kill, but to make the marine drop his gun and grab his neck. The other Yautjas shuriken, on the other hand, only hit one , but nearly took his head off. Ghost looked at the last remaining marine as he was reloading his pulse rifle, quickly trying to load it until three red dot in a triangle showed up on his chest. It was only a second later before Ghost shot a blast of plasma at the marine, pushing him against the wall and blowing a hole in his chest.
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