Disclaimer: I own no F.E.A.R. It belongs to Monolith Productions… or Sierra.
Hi, this is my first horror fiction. And my first F.E.A.R story. Though I never owned the game, I did borrow it for a couple weeks from a friend. Still, there are things I might not understand, but please don't flame if I get things wrong. Yeah, but I just felt like writing a story from what I understand so far.
Chapter 1: She livedAre you running…
A voice was heard. He heard the voice, and he saw her before. She was the one that brought back the memories of his past. She was the only thing that ever frightened him.
Are you still running…
He knew it was pointless… he ran for safety… he knew what would happen if she got close…
But she was already in front of him. She was already lightening quick.
It wasn't fair… she had psychic abilities… he didn't.
Die…
He woke up.
It was just a nightmare…
It was only two weeks ago, since F.E.A.R Point Man destroyed the Vault. He shook his head and looked where he was sleeping. And one of his leg began to hurt. He was in an empty room, but the door opened.
"Waking up now, sleepyhead?" A familiar voice spoke.
He got up and shook his head. It was hurting a little bit since the incident.
"Ohhh god…" F.E.A.R Point Man moaned as he got up.
"That's something new from you. I haven't heard you talking since you came here." Jin teased as F.E.A.R Point Man tried getting up, but failed, "look, just rest. You've been out for two weeks."
F.E.A.R Point Man looked surprised.
"TWO weeks? I feel like it was yesterday…" He mumbled.
Jin put bandages on his injured leg. And his finger was also bleeding… a little.
"That's what I use to say when I was kid… a few times." Jin joked as she put the bandages on the wounds.
"And I suppose this whole thing is over now… I hope." F.E.A.R Point Man said, which reminded him about Alma… a little. But at least he knew who she REALLY was, and who HE really was.
"I haven't heard much. But rumors say Alma… she's still out there… some freaky shit going on." Jin sighed.
That did remind him, before he was out, he somehow saw her in the helicopter. Maybe, just MAYBE, he was dreaming, or just imagining things.
Or maybe she was there.
"Well… at least Fettel is dead…"
The Point Man felt a little guilty for killing his younger brother… but it was what he was suppose to do…
"We know that, everyone does. We could've at least congratulated you if you weren't asleep…" Jin reminded as she finished and let go of the bandage, "can you move?"
The Point Man walked around a bit. He tripped a few times but with an injured leg not much moving could be done with perfection.
F.E.A.R Point Man laid down and tried sleeping. When his eyes were close to being closed on the lid, he saw Alma. His eyes widened again of horror, but she wasn't there.
And just waking up made him unsleepy, having him nothing to do while he had to sit.
He looked around and Jin left already.
I better see the others…
F.E.A.R Point Man got up, at least trying to walk nicely. When he opened the door, he thought he heard some whisperings, and specifically behind him. But no one was there.
He opened the door and went all the way to Rowdy's office. Not much moving with grace was done after accidentally stepping on to his own shoe and trip. But more or less he was there, in the office.
"Well, look who's up. Haven't seen you waking up lately." Batters commented.
"Yeah, like I can easily withstand an explosion." Point Man scuffed.
"I like 'yer attitude. But rescently, weird shit happened around." Batters explained and threw a newspaper at the Point Man. He caught it and read…
ATC EMPLOYEES DIE IN AGONY!
I thought Fettel was dead… and yet ATC security and employees are getting killed every minute.
Point Man KNEW whom they were talking about. It was the "she" he was in fear of. She would be able to kill him without lifting a finger, or maybe even closing her eyes. He was at her mercy right now. Her powers were unmatched.
"I guess Project Origin's project is still alive, eh? Alma is startin' to control those Replica Soldiers now." Batters explained the situation and Point Man sighed.
"Those circus freaks again, hmm?"
"They ain't some circus freaks you call it, and they seem to be stronger with Alma's influence." Batters said with some uneasiness.
"Well, OVBIOUSLY. She…"
He decided to change his mind and stop saying whatever he was about to say.
"Look, I have to give this mission to you… The first Delta Squad recently went to investigate the ruins of ATC facility, but suddenly, they were attacked and I lost their signal. Only one survivor came here alive… saying he saw some woman killing them all in one hit." Batters told the Point Man the story.
"Yeah, and I guess bringing a soldier with an injured leg would be a better solution." Point Man sarcastically challenged.
"I never said you had to do it today… but more or less, do it when you have the guts." Batters made a come back.
"Fine… just make sure the mission doesn't involve fighting or even killing "You Know Who"." Point Man said.
"It doesn't, let's hope."
F.E.A.R Point Man turned back and went ahead to an armory. He picked up an Assault Rifle and a Shotgun as his weapons for the mission. He then took two pistols and fully loaded them. He fully loaded his Assault Rifle but only half fully loaded his Shotgun. Shotguns may have been more effective but they took a bit long to reload. So he thought it would be better to reload a weapon that takes time less often than a shotgun.
He cocked the weapons and got ready for combat. And a few Delta Squad members were waiting for him, and so was Douglas Holiday.
"You're the new guy, AKA the bad mother fucka that stopped that lil' bitch from crawlin' here?" He asked while holding his SMG in a neutral position.
"Yeah, you bet. And I'm ready for this mission…" He replied, and as if saying that made his leg feel a lot better somehow. Traces of pain still remained, but he took that coolly.
"Well, let's go. I ain't waitin' all day." F.E.A.R Point Man cocked his shotgun and announced.
"You betcha, ya badass."
WHOO! My first horror story! Like I said, and PLEASE don't flame! I'm kinda bad at writing stories so please forgive me. Once again, if I have anything wrong in here you'd like to correct for me, please just privately message via profile instead of flaming me reviewing (I'll obviously flame back). Like I said, I haven't played F.E.A.R for a LONG time. Anyways, R&R!