Wow, it has been a long ass time since I decided to do anything for this kinda stuff! I know that like 2 people said they wanted me to do a story for F.E.A.R. 2, and I still plan on it, but been so busy a.k.a. LAZY and BUSY, I have extremely not been motivated to do these stories. So for now, I plan on doing a few chapters for the first expansion pack of F.E.A.R., called "Extraction Point." I will do my best to try to make this as interesting as the last. Btw, I have some notes about this story I want to address.

1. Due to the new timeline of the games, this expansion pack does not fit with the original series. So think of this as a sort of "What if?" scenario if after the first game it went a bit different. So for those who have never played the expansions of F.E.A.R 1, this is pretty much the story for that game. As in story, there really isn't as much in this one as the previous game. But nonetheless, I liked the game a lot and place it as a scarier experience in some regards.

2. This story is not 100% horror or 100% action, so no playing favorites of either of them. I will do the best I can in implementing the two traits possible.

3. Like before, this is the only chapter to use different POV's. But its really not as much as before, so no confusions to take place.

4. I am going to put more into what the Point Man might be thinking in these situations than what the expansion didn't, such as using possible theories for what actually happened. So some things are going to be slightly different, but not that much. If so, I'll leave a little note on some chapters to list some things that were different or just not placed in here at all.

5. I do not own the series, since it all belongs to Monolith Studios. Enjoy, readers!

F.E.A.R.

FIRST ENCOUNTER ASSAULT RECON

EXTRACTION POINT

INTERVAL 01 - CONTAMINATION

AFTERMATH

The "Point Man"

Something is above me. My eyes slowly open to see what it could be. It was black, and it was making some loud noises. I can't feel my body anymore. Either I'm in so much pain for having the entire city blown up in front of me... or I am now dead.

As my eyes began to recover some more, I could see that the black object coming to me was a helicopter. I wasn't sure who it belonged to, for it was too far for me to tell what kind it was. I could hear a voice of a woman talking into the radio still attached to my ear. It was Jin...

"There he is!" she said, possibly to the pilot as the chopper began to descend towards me. They came back for me. The pain overwhelms me as I return to sleep once more.

I wake up again, now inside the helicopter. Douglas Holiday was sitting down on one of the seats as he looked at me. Jin Sun-Kwon was sitting beside me just a few feet in front of me as she saw me awaken. Both of them had lots of dirt covering their face and uniforms, probably from bringing me inside this chopper. We were now in the air, far above the city below. The side door of the helicopter was exposed to where I could see outside.

The destruction caused by the explosion I started stretched out for miles. Smoke was risen as high to the clouds. We were so far away from there that it was almost impossible to think that it happened. I'm not sure if I should say that I'm lucky I'm still alive. I was still in a lot of pain. And I wish I could say that all of it was physical. After everything that's happened...

"I don't know how you lived through that..." Holiday told me as he was looking back outside. Neither do I, man. Neither do I...

"We still don't know the extent of the damage." he said as he and Jin continued to look out at the epicenter of the explosion. God knows what's going to happen because of this.

"We haven't been able to get through to anyone since the explosion." Jin said out loud. If I could move my arms, I would try and check to see if it was still possible to contact HQ.

Jin then looked at both me and Holiday as she asked two questions that truly got my attention.

"What about Alma? What happened to her?"

My mother is...

...

Alma is gone now. What was left of her died in her childhood. All that remained after that was nothing but fury and sorrow. Hopefully, she may now rest in peace. She deserves it...

Something had hit the side of the chopper as it rocked a bit. We all looked around to see what it was that could've caused it. Jin asked "What was that sound?" as I was unsure what to make of it. Then I saw an arm enter the inside of the helicopter. It brought its head up to look at me with those soulless eyes.

Alma is still alive.

Paxton Fettel

"A war is coming. I've seen it in my dreams. Fire sweeping over the earth, bodies in the streets, cities turned to dust... Retaliation."

When I said this to him, he was unsure of its meaning. At the time, he was still oblivious to the destinies we now share. Soon, the dreams I have seen will come to pass. All the screams, the blood, the innocent people dying... it will be glorious. Mother deserves happiness for the life she was refused to have. A life twisted for the sake of knowledge by the true "monsters."

They will die... all of them.

I lie here in the darkness, surrounded by flames. Even after losing this life, the next one refuses to start for me. I can only observe from more dreams, seeing the destruction caused by my brother. The city above has been almost completely obliterated, leaving almost no life behind. The crash of their transport has been taken down as well. Him and his "friends" are now stuck in this city with no way out. No one will be able to help them now. Once they awaken, they will know the true meaning of fear.

Mother stands above me, ready to give me her love. It is the first time we have finally met each other physically. Her power surpasses that of my own, in ways I may never understand. She will release me from this emptiness. She can make our next family reunion more "appropriate" than the last one. My mother will not tolerate any more outsiders to ruin something so good to this family. All that is required is for my brother to accept his fate.

Alma will not be denied.

The "Point Man"

I open my eyes for what seems to have been an eternity of deep sleep. The sound of fire nearby was the first thing I could hear. I do not recognize this place. It seemed to have been some sort or abandoned hotel complex. The helicopter I was in now crashed into the wall over to the far left of me. A person's body was lying out of the cockpit. I try my best to get back onto my feet, to try and realize what has happened. The voice of Douglas Holiday caught my attention.

"Looks like we're all still alive."

I look up on an upper floor above me to determine where his voice came from. He was kneeling next to Jin Sun-Kwon, another member of same military unit as me. Jin was of Korean heritage, but grew up in the United States for most of her life. Her black hair was tied up in a ponytail as she was dressed in leather military clothing. She had medical equipment still available on her, which she was giving to both herself and Holiday from here.

Douglas Holiday was a member of the SFOD-D military unit. He led a squad of Delta Force operatives to assist in our previous missions in the past, and was considered a valuable ally. He specialized in explosives and close-quarters combat, making himself unique in all types of combat as well. He was a dark skin tone, with short black hair and brown eyes. Despite his position of leader, he was very casual and had a great sense of humor. As for myself...

I was in an organization called "F.E.A.R." It stood for "First Encounter Assault Recon", a special forces unit to handle unusual and/or paranormal events. I'm the designated "Point Man" after recently joining the unit as of last week. My military training helped improve my incredible reflexes and my combat experience in the field. As for my name... I don't know why, but it was so hard to remember it.

Anyway, both of them seemed to be doing okay, if just a bit tired from where I was standing. They knew I was still alive, and were happy to know I was still breathing. But what was it that caused the crash...?

From where the chopper had busted through, it destroyed a section of the wall of this building to where I could now see outside. Instead of the bright morning that I remember seeing before the crash, the sky was covered in a dark, cloudy night. Thunder flashed into the distance as I could see lightning going through the clouds. As far as I know, in the city of Fairport, that's not usual. Something is happening. Jin talked to both Holiday and me as she said:

"Small favors. I can't reach anybody on the radio. Something's blocking the signal."

She was right. The only radio frequency that seemed to be working was the one we were using to communicate with each other. There was no response from HQ, and we certainly could not get a hold of our commander, "Rowdy" Betters. After a brief moment, this part of the building shook a bit almost as if it would crumble down eventually. Maybe it was from the destroyed chopper, I don't know.

"That's not good." Jin said, a bit worried.

"We're going to have to find another way down. You're in no condition to climb through that hole." Holiday told her as he looked down at where I was at. I looked at him and nodded as he understood that I would be fine. Jin was still in worse shape than either of us and will need assistance of getting out of here. Holiday put out his hand for Jin to grab onto.

"I'm fine." she said, getting up on her own. Holiday turned around and jokingly said:

"Sure you are. Let's move." They both left the room above me. Now to figure out how to get out of this place and figure out what our next objective is.

After spending a few moments to wake up from getting ejected out of a flying chopper crashing into a building, I saw that there was a lone door for the next room. It was the only exit out of here, so I had to take it. Opening it, I walked through some obstruction of bedsprings and cardboard littered inside a bathroom. Surprisingly, a spare pistol was lying around on top of a desk in here. It was an AT-14 handgun, and a very awesome weapon to have. I am very comfortable in using it, and just might need it to get out of here.

Some loose boards were in between a hole in the destroyed wall and another devastated room. Using the butt of the pistol, I easily was able to knock down the 2x4s. I walked past some small fires and piles of dust and passed through a couple empty rooms until I appeared to be in the center of the building. There were hallways stretched around by some doors with a stairwell in the middle of this place. By the door I used to enter here, some rough floor texture fell from the upper level and blocked off the hallway to my right. On the next floor above me, I could see both Holiday and Jin looking at me as they saw the stairs nearby were destroyed. Holiday got on the radio and spoke to me.

"The stair's out. We've got to find another way out of here."

Both him and Jin turned around to the room close to them as they would find a different exit out of this place. Walking around this floor, I saw half of a doorway exposed at the bottom that I could crouch through into the following room. I passed through a couple more rooms and an damaged wall with an opening available. As I passed it, I walked over to the nearest door to see where it leads. Just as I got there, the floor collapsed underneath me as I fell down to the lower level.

It wasn't a rough landing, for most of the obstruction below me softened the fall. From here, I could see an open fire escape by a broken down set of windows. I stepped outside to see the city of Fairport. With how black the night was, it was a bit hard to make out where exactly I was. I could see two figures just on top of the nearby building to the left of me. It was both Jin and Holiday, apparently having found an exit from where they were. Jin said over the radio:

"We made it to the roof. Man, it's dark." Well that's an understatement out here.

"Hang on, I'll drop a flare. We're going to make our way down the fire escape."

Holiday pulled out a red flare from his belt as he lighted it up. He dropped it down to an alley in between the building they were at and the one across from it. If I can find a way down as well, then I should be able to meet up with them.

I climbed down one of the ladders down the fire escape towards another set of windows. Heading inside, I went through some more empty rooms and was about to push open a red door. As I was about to, fire burst out from the pipes on the wall here. Quickly, I ran out through the door before the entire place erupted into a small explosion. I looked back to see that where I came from was now blocked off by fire and smoke. No way I'm going that way again.

There was an exposed hole in the floor nearby to where I could crouch through the underside of the floor. Jumping inside, it looked like some kind of maze with it completely dark. Using the flashlight attached to my bullet vest, I used the light source as a way to figure out where I was going. Moving through the tight spaces, I saw a hole in the wall ahead of me to where it lead to some stairs. As I got out, some parts of the building collapsed from the stairs leading up and started to head down. I got out of the way from the destruction just in time as the building parts now littered the way up.

Heading downstairs, I could see an emergency exit door that could lead me back outside. Only problem was there was a damaged power generator on the wall that was uncontrollably shooting out electricity. Unless I can figure out a way to turn off the power for this place, I won't be able to leave. There was a door to the right of me that was very close that it looked like it lead into where the power was coming from. As I walked over there, I could feel something heavy in the air.

It was powerful, yet I was unable to determine exactly what it could be. It felt familiar, almost as if I had encountered it before. I went over to where the small room was to see someone standing there inside. It looked like an 8-year old girl, with black hair covering her eyes and a long red dress. My mind was in intense pain as the memories began to resurface. I remember her...

This child is Alma.

A flash of white covered my eyes. I was no longer back at the damaged complex, instead inside a familiar building. It was the same place where I was born into the world. The smell of blood and fire consumed the air as I could see someone walking towards me. I know who this is.

It was the woman who gave birth to me many years ago. Her name was Alma. She was a powerful psychic, able to alter the physics and nature of the world and unleash unstoppable hatred. She was a tortured child, used as an experiment for Armacham Technology Corporation, a supposed satellite and weapons development company. In reality, they were secretly performing tests on her for the sake of science and to produce psychic commanders. They wanted to create human beings in the womb of this powerful woman, in the hopes of utilizing their full potential with their psychic powers. The project was called "Origin."

I was the first prototype. Apparently, I didn't meet with their standards and couldn't provide what they expected. They tried again with a second prototype, who was more successful. His name was Paxton Fettel. He was gifted with true psychic powers, able to create hallucinations and command an entire army of clone soldiers. He was my younger brother, and I shot him in the head during our last encounter with him. I had to do it, for he was leading a terrorist assault with his army to kill innocent people. That and he wanted to release our mother from the "Vault", a military facility where she was locked up after she was deemed to dangerous to live. They put her in a coma and left her to die by pulling the plug.

Despite what they were thinking, she would not stop with her death. Beyond the grave, she manipulated Fettel's mind to seek revenge and to help her escape the facility. Even after killing him, she was released anyway by the main researcher who conducted Project Origin. That man was Harlan Wade, the father of test subject "Alma Wade." He and his fellow scientists committed heinous acts of humanity to force a young woman to give birth to two children for their own agendas. Harlan must've felt guilty towards the end, as he let his daughter out for the first time in years after her death. Whatever his reasons were, they would come back to haunt everyone.

In order to destroy the facility and stop her, I took the advice of fellow Armacham employee, Norton Mapes, who was being instructed by Genevieve Aristide to clean up the mess caused by both Alma and Fettel. If the company's horrible actions were exposed to the public, they would all burn for what they did. Aristide told Mapes to get rid of all the data and obliterate the facility before anyone could find proof. Fortunately, I was able to collect enough information and send it to HQ for their secrets to be exposed. However, at this point, I am unsure as to how all of that will turn out.

Following Mapes' instructions, I destroyed the reactor cells powering the facility which caused a chain reaction to blow up the entire place. Unfortunately, either because of Alma's influence or of a miscalculation, the explosion was much bigger than expected. A literal nuke erupted from the center of Fairport as almost everything was destroyed. Somehow, I was lucky to survive it and be picked up by both Holiday and Jin. I remember facing the mental manifestation of my mother as she attempted to connect with my mind like Fettel's. Whether it was some kind of motherly love or blind hatred, her lethal touch would've killed me. I opened fire with handgun at my own "mother" to save myself, unsure if it was the right thing to do. Either way, she had vanished both in reality and in my mind. I assumed that she managed to find peace in an afterlife of some kind.

With what's happening right now, she is far from done.

She was alternating between the two forms she took to express herself. The first one was "child Alma", the younger memories of her life to when they first experimented on her and before she gave birth to me. The second was "adult Alma", the true appearance she uses to show how far her corpse has decayed. She was walking slowly to me, whispering something into the air. I could do nothing but lay there and listen to what she had to say.

"Kill them... Kill them all."

She wants me to exact revenge on those who have done her wrong. I kept telling myself - and possibly to Alma - that I do not want vengeance. Even though they have done terrible things to me, her, and Fettel, no one else should be involved with all this death and destruction. Sensing my objection to the matter, adult Alma crawled over to me like a rabid spider. As her and I come face to face, another bright flash covers my eyesight.

I was back at the almost destroyed building. The door in front of me opened on its own as child Alma disappeared. This time, things will be different. Now that she is released, her illusions and psychic "monsters" that I encountered before will grow larger in numbers. All this stuff happening to me in one day as affected me more than I realize. I noticed that now I could not produce noise from my throat, unable to speak a word. Maybe I am suffering from some strange form of PTSD or could be the cause of Alma's powers. I wasn't much of a talker before, but now it will be harder to communicate with Jin and Holiday. I hope they're doing okay...

In front of me was a lever for the power in this building. Pushing it down, the power was now off in this entire place. Heading back into the previous room, I saw that no more of the electricity was flowing in the middle of the hall. With the emergency exit available, I opened it up and was now outside into the city streets.

It was a massacre out here. Fires had been started by garbage and the walls, cars totally demolished, blood splattered across the cement. Even though the explosion may not have been responsible, it was highly possible that the Replica forces did all this the previous day. There was a fence nearby where Holiday dropped the flare from before. I walked over there to see both Jin and Holiday standing at the other side of me. They still seemed to be doing okay, and saw me walk over there. Holiday looked over at the lone Replica soldier standing nearby, his head lowered.

"He asleep?" Holiday asked me and Jin.

"He's dormant. When Fettel was killed, the Replicas deactivated." Jin explained to him.

Now I remember. Since Fettel used his powers to control the clone soldiers, they all responded to orders from him and him alone. The entire reason for F.E.A.R. to assassinate him was to shut down the Replica forces from causing any long-term damage. It took a long time, but after killing my brother, they were all "turned off." They were still alive, only their minds were empty. With Fettel dead, they had no one to receive orders from and now just stand around like a bunch of zombies.

Holiday looked closer at the single soldier standing near them. He brought his assault rifle up and fired several bullets to the Replica. The soldier did nothing to retaliate, his body simply falling to the hard ground. Holiday looked back at Jin and said:

"He's dead now."

"I wanted to examine him." Jin said in a disagreeing tone.

"Pre-emptive strike." Holiday defended. I guess even knowing that they wouldn't turn back on, there could be the growing paranoia of them just coming back to "life." To be honest after all the shit we've been through, I don't blame him. He looked at me and explained to me:

"Keep your radio on, and we'll hook up down the road."

Both him and Jin turned around to find another way to meet up with me. Looking back down the street, I could see a big church at the far end. The lights beside it were still working, which hopefully means we can use to plan out our next move. There were multiple Replicas standing around in the street, as motionless as the ones before. These were some of the lower-ranked soldiers, with simple military outfits. They were dressed in black bullet vests, camouflage clothing for their heavy shirts and pants. They had on thick black boots and were carrying several belts all around them for their weapons and ammo. They had on some kind of helmets over their heads, preventing me from seeing their faces. And like when I first heard of them, I didn't want to know what they might look like.

As I was walking slowly through dark street with my handgun brought out in case of any sneak attacks, something loud was heard above me. I looked up towards the sky to see something fall from behind me. It was a freaking plane! It was caught on fire as it was beginning to crash much further ahead in the city. A loud crash came from there as I wondered where exactly it came from. Was Alma responsible for this? Holiday got on the radio and upsettingly told me:

"Oh, I sure as shit hope that wasn't our ride."

Him and Jin might not have seen what it was flying above them. Unless we can figure out a way out of this city, we are totally on our own from here on out. If the radio is out, then we will have to find out how to contact HQ a different way.

Continuing on, I looked around to see more cars and Replicas scattered about. Their armored vehicles were still working as they must've been trying to gain control of the city. It's almost depressing. The fact that an entire army was used by my psychotic brother and hate-filled mother for their own purposes... and they probably weren't aware of it.

"Something's not right." Holiday said quietly over the radio.

"What, apart from the obvious?" Jin asked him.

"For starters, this city is empty."

He was right. There are no civilians or city people anywhere. Except for the deactivated Replicas, there was literally no one around to see or hear. It was as if they disappeared, almost immediately after we had woken up from the helicopter crash.

"There must have been a radioactive element to the Origin explosion and the city was evacuated." Jin theorized. It is possible, but what Holiday said next was truly frightening to think about.

"Cities don't empty this quick." he spoke with a serious tone.

I walked up towards the church up ahead. Like what Holiday mentioned, it didn't sound like anybody was nearby. How is that almost the entire population of Fairport could be gone in a whole day without us knowing about it. Yes, we were passed out for several hours to where it turned to night. Even then, we would still hear the military or someone still evacuating the city or attempting to look for survivors. Jin then spoke to me and Holiday over what it could be.

"It's Alma. It's got to be Alma." she told us.

"The ghost kid?" Holiday asked her with a bit of wonder in his voice.

"She's a lot more than that. We're in a lot of trouble. Ghosts don't create temporal and spatial anomalies." Jin expressed. She was in this organization a lot longer than I was, but even this is something a bit hard to digest. And I can believe her, for I can understand the potential Alma has with unexplainable events.

"Looks like our girl's got a new hobby, then." Holiday said in a sarcastic manner. Even though he was trying his best to sound relaxed, we all knew that this was not something to underestimate.

I went to the entrance of the church, to possibly find a back exit I could take to meet up with the others. I opened a set of double doors to where I was now in some kind of front room. There were another set of doors in front of me that I decided to open. Before I did, I could feel something powerful on the other side. And I don't mean "God." And it definitely didn't feel like Alma. It was familiar...

I slowly opened the doors to see several people inside. There appeared to be four Replica soldiers standing around by some chairs as they were still motionless. Up ahead, there were three more people standing in front of an alter. Two of them I could recognize as Replicas, with the one standing in front of them hard to see. I got closer to see who it was... and to see that he was still alive.

It was Paxton Fettel.

"I know it doesn't make sense. Not much does anymore."

His chilling voice would always send shivers into my spine. He brought his head up to look at me for the first time since I murdered him. He had a leather jacket with some trails of orange and black. He was also wearing khaki military pants with black boots for his feet. Fettel looked at me with those devilish green eyes, his short black hair laid out to the back. He still had the blood of Alice Wade over his mouth and chest, for when he was eating her corpse. Fettel would eat his victims, not for nourishment or pleasure, but to obtain the memories of their lives. He used this method to figure out where Alma was.

Fettel looked at me for a couple seconds before he said this terrifying sentence.

"You killed me... I didn't like that."

To my shock, I saw that the two Replicas standing behind him were now "reactivated." I don't know if this guy has come back from the dead, or is a projection or Alma's mind, or is a fucking ghost. Despite everything I have done to stop him and his army, he was now back with no way for me to permanently end him... and his soldiers were now ready to kill me.

As Fettel disappeared into the air, the other Replicas inside the church began to turn on. The two doors shut behind me tightly as I knew immediately that I was trapped. Before they brought up the RPL submachine guns they were carrying, I quickly fired several bullets from my handgun to the two closest soldiers. They died soon after as the others got into formation and took cover. One of them shouted out "Take him down!" with their strange, robotic-like voices. I don't care how it is they talk like that, for right now I got an entire unit of clone soldiers willing to do whatever it takes to kill me. And what a great way of continuing this mess all over again... In a church of all places.

I took cover behind some chairs nearby as the Replicas began to open fire towards me. I ran forward a bit to avoid the bullets piercing the thin wood. Activating the reflexes which has helped me out in multiple battles before, I got back up to return fire at the soldiers using their SMGs. Only getting about two of them, the last two took cover again to avoid getting killed. Using this as an opportunity, I got closer to where they were without them knowing about. As they got back up to shoot to where I last was, I was able to sneak up on them to their left side and fired the remainder bullets of my pistol. Then a horrible thought came to my head... What about all the other Replicas outside that I ignored? Would they be trying to ambush me too?

Before I could try and figure out a battle strategy, something loud erupted from the center of the church. It was hard to explain, but black lines were spreading vertically from the floor. They were going towards the dark ceiling of this place. Strangely, blocks of the floor were floating up one by one, both big and small. After several moments passed, an entire section of the floor was now gone as it revealed a dirty basement. I'm not sure if this is supposed to be Fettel or Alma's doing. For I honestly swear to God, I have no idea what to think about anything anymore. But this I do know... that if I don't hurry and leave this place, I might still get attacked by the Replicas outside. Jumping down below, a lot of questions came into my mind.

How is is that Fettel has come back to life? What is his agenda now? How does Alma now fit into this? Does she still plan on exacting her revenge? Am I know going to be the target of an entire army of Replica soldiers? Are Jin and Holiday okay? Do they know what has happened?

I was once the hunter, but am now the hunted. The only mission I have now is simple... to survive.

Alright, hopefully I can get my groove back into this schmidt a goo or whatever. Reviews are welcome, and wish me luck! =D