Survival

An ALIENS Fanfiction



Disclaimer: I do not claim to own any of the materials in this story. Nor am I making any profit.

Lt. Commander Tamotsu Uchikatsu prided himself on the fact that he was Japanese, even if he
was only ΒΌ, on his fathers side. He had joined the United States Colonial Marines at 21 when he had returned from College, after blazing through the officer training program he had served in two other Marine units before getting command of his current unit the one-fifty-five outer colony patrol unit one month ago. They were currently mid way into their first patrol of sector 427, a sector considered bad luck because the individual numerals added up to 13.
So Far it had been far from eventful except in-between stops when the other Marines would
talk about them selves. He had a total of 10 Marines under his command and he swore up and
down (a product of zero G) that they had all been comedians in a past life. They must have
been some of the worst comedians in history. A grin spread across his face.
As he looked down at the screen he pulled up the squads personnel files. He pulled the
roster up on the main screen.

Name:Roger Waneright Rank:Private Age:19 Sex:Male
Ethnicity: Anglo-American
Riflemen, also small degree of medical knowledge. Very little combat experience.
Name: Dorothy Smith Rank:Private Age:18 Sex:Female
Ethnicity: African-American
Riflemen, softhearted, no combat experience.
Name:Max Diero Rank:Private Age:19 Sex:Male
Ethnicity: Italian-American
Riflemen, No combat experience.
Name:Sarah Vancheze Rank:Private Age:20 Sex:female
Ethnicity: Mexican-American
Sniper, moderate combat experience.
Name:Carl Nage AKA:Carnage Rank:Not Applicable Age:23 Sex:Male
Ethnicity: Anglo-American
Former Inmate, currently part of the Marine Rehabilitation project, Extensive Combat Experience.
Name:Arius/Model 38327 Synthetic Human Rank:Not Applicable Sex:None
Ethnicity: None
Designed to imitate a male human.
Name:Buzz Romenanko Rank:Communication Officer Age:21 Sex:Male
Ethnicity:Russian-American
Riflemen, expert in Computer operation and combat.
Name:Stan Matts Rank:Staff Sergeant Age:47 Sex:Male
Ethnicity:Irish-American
Riflemen, Expert in command and combat.
Name:Utsukushii Kitsune Rank:Corporal Age:20 Sex:Female
Ethnicity:Japanese-American
Riflemen, Expert in stealth, martial arts, tactics, and combat.

Corp. Kitsune walked in as the screen blanked "Sir, we will land in approximately twelve
minutes." I nodded "Good Have everyone suit up." she looks surprised "Yes Sir!"


The Drop ship Roared away from the main vessel towards the small orange planet like a bullet
from a gun. Inside I sat at the front looking at the Marines under my command. They looked
bulky and giant-like inside there level 5 AAA (Advanced Attack Armor) holding their toy
like M-118 C.A.R (Computerized Assault Rifles). He looked in the corner of his facemasks HUD
and saw that they had about 2.7 minutes to touchdown. Then their A.P.C. would disembark
leaving Arius in the ship and carrying them into the heart of the air generation facility,
then they would disembark from the A.P.C., Leaving Romanenko inside, in teams of 2 to secure
the surounding area. Once that was done they would make contact the colonists upon contact
they were to leave the planet and continue on patrol. He felt the ship hit the ground
and was perpared for the rapid acceleration from the A.P.C.'s exit. After a few moments he
became used to the acceleration "Okay people two minutes to drop point alpha, I want this
clean and by the numbers!" I thought the words were too macho even before they left my mouth,
but hey, anyone laughs and I'll just beat the living..... "Yes Sir!" the response startled
me from my thoughts. We had thirty seconds
now "Okay Ladies, lock and load!" I heard the harmonious sounds of eleven clips being locked
simultaneously. Three. Two. One. We pulled to a halt and all of us stood. I opened the hatch,
"Waneright, Smith, Go! Diero, Vancheze, Go! Carnage, Matts, Go!" I looked at Kitsume, she
gave a nod and out we went, the hatch closing behind us. We ran to the east door and
entered to find a cargo room so we exited and sealed the door and began welding.

Carnage POV
I looked at the guy next to me and smirked, you could tell he was way past his prime as we
entered west door to find a long hall, "This hall leads to the main reactor building, I'll
go check it out. You stay here." that would be the annoying old man on his comm, "All right,
go." he laughed and ran down the hall he turned and I head a screech, then his scream, then
I saw his body slam into the wall with what could only be described as the bug from hell
attacking him. Very Quietly I turned and ran out closing the door behind me and welding like
there was no tomorrow.

Uchikatsu POV
All the teams had just finished welding when Carnage ran out the west door screaming at the
top of his lungs. He'd almost had the door closed when a black blur shot undr the door. He
spun and kicked it sending into our sight. I looked in horror as a hellish black demon turned
at us and hissed. It leapt at us and was met with the patented response of
'tatatatatatatatatatatatatat' turning it into a large green splatter on the wall, which began
melting and hissing. "OH MY GOD IT'S GOT ACID FOR BLOOD!" screamed one of the female Marines
"Everyone Quiet! Seal the hole now!" I knew I should have been clam but very few people can
do that when the have just seen a six foot tall demonic black bug with corrosive green acid
for blood the could pass for Lucifer's house pet. Then I realized why the colonists hadn't
answered their comm, or been here to meet us. Now that it was dead they should look for
survivors, wait a sec "Carnage, Where's Matts?" He looked up at me with fear and horror
shining in his eyes at that point I knew that we had seen the last of Matts. "He's Dead."
their was no greif in his voice "I know Solider." what do you know, I guess I can be
Emotionless too......
Elsewhere
The queen's lip less grin almost seemed to widen, it seemed that more hosts had arrived, T.B.C.