Chapter 6, 7, 8
Emilee Rose sat in the front and said nothing as I drove the Explorator back the way it had come. She ate a protein bar and seemed to space off like she was remembering something she didn’t really want to remember. I didn’t ask her what she was thinking about and she didn’t volunteer the information.
I was content to just be moving again. I didn’t have to wonder what kind of people could do this to all those people out in the fields, I already knew. It was the Corporation. They were to blame. They were the worst kind of animal and they were always hungry.
I had worked for them once about twenty years ago, back on the Bore. I remembered them well and I know they remembered me well too. I’m sure they think I’m dead, but I aint dead. The thing is they started a war with me and now I wanted to finish it. I don’t forget a wrong done to me… ever.
‘They were going to leave you out there.’ I said as softly as I could. She jumped, startled. After a moment she nodded. ‘Why?’ I asked.
‘I don’t know.’ She said.
I can smell a lie so fast it would shock most men and I knew she was lying to me now. I wanted to tear the truth from her lips, but the thought of her in pain stopped me. ‘You don’t have to lie to me, I wont hurt you.’
‘I am not lying.’ She said.
She was. I knew it and so did she. But she was scared and seemed to be deep in thought, so I backed off and offered her another protein bar.
‘The Corporation did this. I know that, but what I don’t know, lady, is why.’
Emilee Rose leaned back in her chair and put her knees up to her chest. ‘If you keep going this way… you will find out.’ She said.
The suns had set again behind the rolling gray clouds and left the land as dead as it would ever get.
In the distance fifty-thousand lights lit up the towers and buildings that made up the Rooksivile Electric and Research Nuclear Plant. R.E.R.N. was owned and run exclusively by the Corporation. If they owned it, I knew no good could come from it no matter what name you covered it with.
Emilee Rose was frightened to the point of shaking as we drew nearer to the plant. ‘What is it, Emilee? What scares you so much about this place?’
I can smell her fear and it does not spark in me the animal lust of predator and prey, but makes me sad that an innocent like this could even feel fear and terror… that someone or something could cause her to feel it.
The com-radio makes a pinging sound and lights up two red and one blue lights. Someone didn’t check in and the Corp wants to know where they were. I smile, I know where they are.
‘You don’t have to go with me, but I gotta go in there and sort all this out.’ I say. She nods but says nothing. She knows what is in there and is doing all she can just to contain the torment within her tortured mind.
‘Do you have a place you can go from here…any family or anything?’
She just shakes her head, a tear running down her light red, windblown cheek.
As I open the door to the cab of the Explorator, Emilee Rose says the last thing I will ever hear from her. ‘You won’t come back.’
That was a comforting thought. ‘Thanks for the encouragement, lady.’ I say to myself as I make my way past the security fences and behind a large corrugated steel building.
The smell of sewage, oil, venting gas fumes and chemicals of all types was everywhere. A smokestack stood toward the far end of the plant, four-hundred feet tall. It billowed fire and smoke out of its top as it burnt the gas-waste, the flames lit up the underside of the gray, tumultuous clouds that passed by above.
It reminded me of the German concentration camps back on Terra during world-war two. That was a very bad time of my life.
Moving from building to building I watched for any signs of activity from guards, solders, grounds keepers or anyone else who could be out and about. The wind blew strong and the cold seeped into my very soul. It made me tired and slow.
There was nobody out. No guards, no dogs… no nothing. Well I knew there had to sensors or cameras watching over the place so I did my best to watch for and avoid them.
The wind sounded like it was screaming again. I’m tired of this planet. I think I will go somewhere warm when I get a chance.
A door swings open and a man runs out like the demons of hell itself are chasing him. He screamed as he turned and fired his las-gun at the thing that hunted him… Alien.
The alien moved like a shadow, raw power and predator intellect causing it to duck and weave past the bright lasers that the man fired at it. The man turned to run once more, raw terror causing him to scream again and lose control of his bowels. The creature was on him in an instant.
From the doorway it jumped and seemed to defy gravity as it rose in the air and finally fell back to the earth below. The man didn’t have a chance as the shiny black beast landed upon his back and slammed its razor tail through his spine and out of his chest. Bending forward in extended its inner jaws past its clear teeth and plunged it into the back of the man’s head.
My nightmares came alive in the time it took to see the alien and the time it took for me to remember my time on the Bore.
In a flash I remembered the hallowed out chamber in the depths of the side of a mountain and the greasy, green oval eggs that infested the place.
I remembered the Xenomorphs that ran on eight legs and lunged at anyone close enough to pounce on.
I remembered their snake-like tails as they wound their way around their hosts neck and squeezed until the person was gasping for air. I remembered the tubes the creatures would put down their throats and inject their larva into their chests.
I remembered the men dying as their chests exploded and popped as their screams permeated the air and creatures blasted forth from them.
I remembered death incarnate coming for me. I thought I had killed them all when I caused the Bore to self destruct. I guess I was wrong.
All at once it hit me. The Corporation wanted to rule the galaxy and in order for them to do that they needed a weapon that they could control and could not be stopped. They needed a vast amount of these weapons in order to dominate any given world.
I saw their plan and nearly collapsed under the weight of it.
The corpses frozen in the field had been inseminated by the aliens and placed out there where they would die and the aliens could not come to term. Later the Corp. would retrieve the bodies and ship them to a rival planet and leave them there to thaw.
The planet would be overrun within three months…every man, woman, boy and girl along with every beast and animal would become a feast and spawning ground for the aliens.
The only problem with that was the aliens were predators. They were smart and had the ability to learn. They could not be controlled by man because man was prey… humanity was prey.
There was no way that I was going into that place. I knew better than to mess with those things. I ran.
The blood in my veins pumped quickly as my heart pounded in my chest. I knew that where there was one alien, there were more. They were like roaches… they infested everything.
Stopping to catch my breath, I knew, would be a mistake. I made my way past the corrugated building that I had hid behind when I first came into the complex and ran to the fence that I had cut through. I had to get out, to save Emilee Rose.
‘Oh, no.’ I said out loud as I ran. They had thrown her out in the field of frozen corpses because she was infected. There was nothing that I could do for her. If I could end her suffering quickly it would be a mercy.
I could hear them behind me, moving at speed. They ran faster than horses and stronger than rhinos. They would catch me… I would have to fight. If there was one I would win but if there were two or more I could not be sure.
Between the two security fences I turned. There was one in the air, descending on me like daemon rain. Its tail was lashing out behind it and the lights from the power plant reflected off of its black skin. I fired my las-gun and it dodged the blast with speed that could not be easily measured.
As it dodged the las-round it lashed out with its whip-like tail and cut the gun into two pieces, landed and rounded on me in one smooth motion. Its inner jaws plunged forth from its outer jaw-cage and ripped into my inviro-suit.
Falling beck I extended my claws and rolled away from it. It lunged at me and lashed its tail with its razor-like end. At that moment I struck and severed the tail into four pieces. It hissed and moved away from me for a moment. Its acid blood sizzled upon my adamantium blades and burned the skin upon my hand.
We circled. It hissed again and revealed its clear teeth and inner jaw, long lengths of milky drool dripped down in ropy whips from its mouth. Its long arms and talons clicked with anticipation and bloodlust as it flexed its long hands and fingers.
Slowly we continued to circle. It lunged and I rolled out of the way and lashed out at it with my left hand, my claws ripping open its side. Acid blood shot out in torrential rivers and bathed me in its chemical taint. I screamed and fought to keep from passing out. Weakness in the face of this daemon would be the mistake it was looking for.
It jumped back and hissed before whipping its tail like a striking snake. The acid blood slammed into my chest and face and immediately began to burn through the outer layers of its protective fibers.
My face burned away as the acid connected with the skin. I screamed as it melted my flesh. At that moment it lunged at me and sank its teeth into my throat. With a vicious jerk it ripped out my Adams apple and most of the rest of my throat.
I gagged on my own blood and fell beneath its weight. My right arm was pinned, but with my left I repeatedly slammed my blades into its ribbed side. Slowly it faltered and finally died.
It took most of my strength to roll it off of me and rise to my knees. My flesh was already healing, but the pain was nearly all consuming. Slowly I lifted my head and looked at the creature I had just killed. It smoked from the acid blood and twitched from still active nerves, but it was dead… of that I was sure.
Gasping for air and drowning on my own blood I crawled along the frozen ground. My healing factor began its process and the pain began to recede.
Slowly I stood upright and staggered to the rip in the second security fence. From the right side of me I heard it coming and turned to meet it. It was already in the air, its eight legs spread wide open and its tail lashing from right to left.
With my right claws I sliced it into pieces, its blood covering me from head to toe. Falling to the ground I fought to keep quiet, but the pain of its defensive reaction caused me to roll and writhe on the ground as the acid blood ate through my skin, organs and around my adamantium bones.
My nerves were on fire and my body was melting from outside in. Finally the pain ebbed and I crawled through the opening in the second fence.
I was too tired to stand, I could barely move, but I had no choice. I had to get to the Explorator; I had to save her from a death she did not deserve.
From my left side I heard it coming… or was it my right? Panic.
It hit me with enough power to roll me end over end and wrapped its tail around my neck. At the same moment, before I had a chance to strike at it, it plunged a fleshy tube down my blood filled throat. I stabbed it two times but it did not budge.
The acid from its wounds tore away my resolve. My body shook and my lungs burned as the Xenomorph tightened its tail around my neck. Everything went numb and darkness descended upon me like a shroud.
I woke up in the glow of red emergency lights, the smell of death was everywhere and the sound of screaming and weeping blended in with the sounds of emergency sirens and exhaust vents. I could not move.
All around me hundreds of green eggs sat in slimy, clear crystallized mucus secreted from the Queen’s distended fallopian tube. She moved slowly and thoughtfully in the shadows laying the future of the nest in circular patterns that covered the whole of the basement floor.
Thousands of people, both living and dead lined the walls, nothing more that hosts for her young.
Yea, if there was a god, I’m sure he hated me and everyone else here. I thought about Emilee Rose and knew she had met her end. She had been braver than I had given her credit for. At least I had saved her from becoming a frozen corpse I thought, or maybe it would have been more merciful to let her die quickly rather than to let her live remembering all of this.
She could have given me a little warning though. Maybe I would have listened to her and avoided this place all together and maybe I wouldn’t have… but at least I would have known what it was that I was walking into.
The person next to me has been dead along time; his chest punched outward, dried blood coating every part of him. The person next to him was crying, having full knowledge of what would happen to him but unable to do anything about it.
I feel for the guy. I really, for the first time in a long time, really feel for someone and wish that there was something I could do to stop his pain.
I struggle to move, straining my arms and fighting for room, just a little bit of room. My arm breaks free of the crystallized mucus and I flex my wrist, extend my claws and begin to cut away at the bonds that hold me affixed to the wall.
As I move, the eggs around me begin to open, the Xenomorphs stirring within. I gotta move and move now if I’m gonna make it out of here.
My adrenaline kicks in as I cut away the final strands that hold me stationary. I am free, but I gotta move. I quickly end the man’s suffering as I run past him. I am sure he was thankful.
They are all over the place. They are everywhere… I know I can’t make it to the upper levels before they are on me again.
I can feel them all around me, running at speed, crawling along the ceiling, jumping from wall to wall; they are at my back and I can’t hesitate, even for a moment.
An Alien sprints out before me and I gut it with both set of my claws. It dies quickly but I am covered in its blood. I burn and melt and scream, but don’t stop running.
A shadow collides with me and flips me over the railing of the stairs that lead into the lower levels. I feel its teeth set into my shoulder and tear muscle and flesh away. Its claws swipe my face and rips open my cheek, its tail slams through my gut and I am plunged into darkness.
I awake into a nightmare of pain as my guts rupture. I can feel something inside of me chewing frantically like a starving piranha on a bloody corpse. It worries at the inside of my rib cage but it cannot break through. It changes direction and comes out of my stomach with a welter of blood and fecal matter.
I swing my arm and extend my claws and catch the creature as it springs away from me. It falls to the floor in four acidic parts but does not die. Instead it begins to heal; its body coming together once again. It has become a part of me and I have become a part of it.
I am stuck to the wall again, held only by my torso. I cut myself free and fall to the floor. My healing factor is already starting to piece my shredded body back together.
The baby alien begins to crawl away again but it is too slow. I cut it into as many pieces as is possible and toss them across the room. ‘Try healing from that!’ I growl.
In the shadows all around me I see them unfold. Acidic drool splashes down onto the iron floor. Thousands of corpses line the wall and ceiling. Most of the victims are dead, but some are still alive and weeping. I know I cannot save them so I concentrate on saving myself.
‘Bring it on you sons of bitches!’ I say. I can see them as they begin to advance on me. I reach into my pocket and am surprised to find a cigar still in its package and unharmed. At least one miracle. I can only hope for another.
I bite down on it and flex my arms. My claws distend and I crack my shoulders and neck. I think there are four of them, but when the attack begins I find out there are many more. ‘I’m the best at what I do!’ I scream into the face of the first one. Its jaw shoots out and bites into my shoulder.
My claws meet it in the gut and I twist them until the creature in kneeling before me and shuddering in its death throes. The end of a tail slams through my leg and I crumble to the floor on one knee. I swipe behind me and sever the barbed black tail. The alien hisses and swings it back and forth bathing the pack and me in its defensive stream.
I scream but lunge forth and gut another of the xeno creatures. The full weight of one of them hits me like a ton of bricks and slams me into the wall. It bites my face but cannot get through my adamantium skeleton. I swing my left arm and let out a howl of frustration and anger. The claws send its head flying away in four brain filled bloody parts.
I can feel my skin and muscles being eroded away by the acid blood. I am covered from head to toe; the cigar is lost somewhere in the mêlée. It feels like I have been fighting for hours. Smoke is rising from my shredded bloody body, parts of my skeleton are showing but my body is numb. I no longer feel the pain and all fear of the aliens is gone.
I fight with nothing but brute animal instinct and scream in primordial rage. I stand on the bodies of the dead and dying and gut another one even as its tail punctures through the gaps in my ribs and tears out a lung.
I cut off its tail and stab it in the forehead. It collapses like a sack of bloody stumps. I fall to my knees and tear out the alien tail. I fight the blackness from overtaking me. I grin through a lipless mouth and grab the cigar before me.
Slowly I crawl forward and roll off of the alien corpses. A Xenomorph hurls itself at me in is impaled by the alien tail I still hold in my left hand. ‘Is that all you got? I wheeze.
The queen stirs from her slumber as she hears my challenge. I can feel her children back off slowly into the shadows in obeisance and fear of their mother. She is a massive beast and terrible to behold. She tears away from her fallopian tube and shakes herself with a violent roar.
I stand slowly and begin to move toward her. ‘I hate you and I am going to kill you, bub!’
From behind me her tail strikes like a serpent beast and tears through my back and shoots up and out between my collarbone and neck. I am impaled on her tail and she shakes it with an evil twist. The barbs hook along my adamantium skeleton and keep me from flying off and into the shadows beyond.
There is no pain. The damage is too severe for there to be pain. Tears run down what is left of my face and my head sags. I find that I am looking down from the ceiling onto the corpses on the walls, the egg chamber below and the alien solders in the shadows. My cigar falls once again to the blood soaked floor.
When I do look up I am staring into those inky, death black eyes. Her cranial bone ascends behind her skull like a crown and her mouth as slightly opened revealing clear iron hard teeth. I can hear her breathing and smell her acrid scent as she exhales from nostrils the size of dinner plates.
I am aware of my healing factor trying desperately to extract the queen’s tail from within my body, but it can’t because of the six inch barbs. Calm comes over me as I see the hatred in the eyes of the alien beast. I smile as that hatred turns to fear and recognition. I am a predator worse than she has ever known and now I attack before she can react.
With both hands I strike upward and slam six blades up through her jaws. The queen reels away from me and swings her tail fiercely and violently. As she swings it I sever the tail and allow myself to fly across the room.
I spit blood as I pull the queens tail from my torso. Lying on the pile of dead creatures I struggle to rise. I can hear them coming for me and they are close. I steel myself and run at the distracted queen. She was swinging her tail and acid was melting the columns that surrounded her and her nest. Acid blood was running down her chest and collecting on the floor below her. Smoke rose from the chemical mix.
From the shadows and the smog I charged and stabbed into her stomach. I could hear its heart beating like a drum. She was scared and rightly so. I cut her deep and began to crawl into her guts. I sliced and chopped until I was face to face with that heart. ‘Now you die!’ I yelled.
I awoke later. I have no idea how much longer, but enough time had passed for the queen alien’s blood from burning or melting anything else. I was still within her body so I had to chop my way out. Naked and tired beyond belief I made my way out of the basement.
I could since the others around me, stalking me in the darkness, but they did not attack. I had killed their mother and fear now controlled them. Fear of a predator worse than them.
I smiled as I realized the fear that had once gripped me was gone.
I made my way to the nuclear core of the plant and shut off all the safety switches.
Quickly I made my way back to the Explorator. It’s out of fuel and blood covers the inside of the windshield. I know what I will find when I open the door, but I open it anyway.
It comes for me as soon as the door opens, but I catch it in my palm and stab it through the brainpan with one of my claws. Revenge for Emilee Rose has been completed but it felt empty.
From inside the cab closet I dawn another inviro-suit and make my way down the frozen road… the wind, the cold and the corpses my only companions.
Three hours later the sky flees away and the darkness is replaced by an eerie orange glow. It only lasts for a few seconds, but it is long enough.
As I think about it I am awe struck. Maybe there is a God. And maybe He loves me very much. Maybe God made me for this very moment… to kill the beasts and avenge the lost.
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