Chapter 1: The Cries of Innocent

"10 seconds."

"9 seconds."

"8 seconds."

"7 seconds."

"6 seconds."

"5 seconds."

"4 se-"

The timer was disrupted as the menacing sound of grinding metal, and bending steel was sent through the ship. The helpless soldier that stood before the beast was torn to pieces limb by bloody limb.

"Aaaargh!" screams of men and women were swept through the steel hulled ship. In that instant, soldiers flooded in through all the doors as if they were a cloud of angry killer bees descending down upon something that tampered with their hive.

The soldier's swept through the ship, killing and destroying everything in sight. Soon enough, all that was left was one man, standing at the end of the ship a green vile in his hand.

"With this substance, I shall become the ultimate warrior ever known to set foot on this very Earth!!" The man put the vile in the air, and drank it without remorse. A grim silence blanketed the ship, time seemed to stop at that moment. All I could hear was the howling of the wind screaming through the upper levels of the ship as if it were a banshee. At that point I decided it was time to get the hell out of this place.

There was only one problem. I was in the middle of the Pacific Ocean.