I own nothing
Chapter 0: prolog.
Three... Two... One... Go!
I woke up to the sound of gunshots and screams over the radio and sighed. Dumb Fucks got themselves killed no doubt. I tried to fucking warn them but No you don't listen to the chick who can fucking tell when shits wrong, dumb pricks. I know John's over in East wing, I'm in West wing, bet he's already charged six rooms in by now. I sighed and picked up my service pistol and locked my helmet in place, my red hair flowing slightly down the back. I checked the amount of ammo with my hud, 12 shots, that's one clip. Fucking dicks raided my ammo cache while I was asleep. I sighed and walked over to the bulkhead door and hit the pressure release button, the door opened with a mechanical hiss.
The entire room was a fucking mess. Blood, gore and corpses littered the entire area, it was a fucking slaughter house down here. Oh well, at least that rasist fuck decota is dead. Bullet wound to the head and her body removed from under her. Some dumbass fucker left barrels of fuel everywhere in here, fucking dicks, better watch my fire. I crept forwards towards the first corpse, damned if I know what the heck it is. I rolled the dead fuck over and came face to face with one of the ugliest Fucks I've ever seen. Brown blood stained skin, beedy red eyes, spikes growing everywhere and fangs. Looks like uncle Marvin. Thing had a bullet wound in the head and a shotgun shoved in its chest, the barrel poked out its back with bits of charred flesh still hanging from it. I shoved it aside and found sarge under it, or rather what's left of him, heart ripped out, missing his nose and upper lip, like something ripped his face off, probably the ugly fuck. I yanked the ammo pouch from his belt and opened it up, ten shotgun shells and 40 rounds for the pistol. I rolled my eyes and emptied the pouch into mine before grabbing the base of the shotgun. I gave it a firm tug but it didn't budge, probably stuck on ugly's bones. I twisted the thing so it was on its side and put my boot to its chest before yanking the gun upwards, shattering the ribcage and spraying organs and blood everywhere. I opened the breach of the gun and found four shells still loaded and a spent one in the barrel. I cocked the gun, ejecting the shell before standing up and took a look down the sites. Two millimeters to the left over the center, won't impact much unless I use it at range. I sighed and holstered it for now.
A low gurgling growl echoed through the halls. And I spun to face the door to the left of the room, it was blown clean off, and the floor on one side was charred, dumbassess popped a rocket. Inside was pitch black and I tapped the side of my helmet activating the low light filter, while not as good as night vision mode, it did the job. The inside was no better than the last, the control panels were toast and bullet holes covered the walls. Blood sprays covered everything, I could only see a few meters ahead when I heard a metallic clatter. I took aim into the inky black with my service pistol and scanned the edges of the darkness for signs of movement as I slowly made my way inside. I heard another gurgled grunt ahead of me. I pulled back the hammer of the pistol making a distinct click. I heard an ungodly roar and a marine rushed me, crazed. His skin was torn and his mouth full of flesh, a fire ax in his hands. The first hit knocked my pistol aside and the second fucked my armor up. I dodged the third swing and punched the marine in the nose, the blood that spouted out was black, whoever or whatever this was, it wasn't human. I grabbed the ax from its hands and swung it down in a wild Ark, splitting it's head on half, I expected that to end it, only it didn't die. It snarled again and shoved me back before pouncing on me. I grabbed it's hands and had my feet to its chest before I shoved it back fiercely, ripping it's arms off which I promptly threw aside. The thing roared in pain. It charged me again, knocking me over. I grabbed the closest thing from the ground I could and cracked it into the creature's head. A Rubric cube sank into the creatures head like butter and sprayed blood with each hit. Crack. Crack. Crack. Crack. I wouldn't let up. Crack Crack Crack! Crack. Crack. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. The thing slumped over dead as I breathed heavily. I saw my service pistol and shotgun at the edge of my peripheral vision. I picked myself up and walked over to the guns and holstered the pistol, the shotgun I kept on hand. I looked up and found the switch for the lights, I hesitated, contemplating if it was worth the risk but I might not survive another ambush. I hit the lights and quickly spun around as they flickered on. The room was a mess. Corpses of dead people were everywhere, terminals trashed and a thick layer of gore covered the sections of the floor which were lower than the rest. The creature I had killed was just a foot from the pool of blood in which one of the brown creatures from before laid dead in. I realized I was in a security checkpoint room. On the catwalk of the upper area a shattered window had a dead person hanging out of it. The ammo cabinets were almost bare and only one light security armor was left of the rack, a simple bullet proof vest, outdated by about thirty years by the looks of it. My Kevlar armor was already hanging by a thread after that thing hacked into it. I gave my armor a tug, getting rid of the dead weight before putting the new armor on over my head. The HUD registered it had a biogell incorperational function meaning that it'd leak a bit when shot but unlike the last set of armor I had, I could fix it if I could find gel packs. By default this thing had 5mm of armor on it, about 50 units of gel in it. It was only at quarter capacity too so there was that. I then walked over to the only intact terminal in the room and shoved the dead marine off of it. Blood steered the screen and it was cracked but it would work. I wiped the blood off with a gloved hand and found it to be a general access feed. I downloaded it to my helmet's cpu and exited the room. The main room was still a bloody mess. The external airlock for the courtyard was busted shut and dented like something big tried to get in. As I continued towards the door to the terminal security relay room I felt the temperature in the room fluctuate. Ghostly whispering wished past and a red light filled the room. Maniacal laughter echoed then. Boom! A Shockwave filled the room sending me crashing into a wall. I heard a hissing snarl and rolled myself over. My shotgun and pistol a few feet away from me, I cursed mentally that I needed to get my holster system fixed. I then noticed the looming creature in front of me. It was massive, the top of its head brushed the ceiling. Two giant horns either side of its head pointed forward giving it a demonic look. It's legs ended in hooves which were brown and it's skin was red, it's arms were bulky and muscular, each hand ended in six sharp claws, two thumbs, four fingers. It's teeth were serrated and sharp. Over where it's heart there was a metal device fused with the skin, it bore a pentagram which glowed orange on it and it's eyes were red slits which promised pain. The creature lumbered forwards. Each step it took seemed to shake the room as it got closer. In four steps it was upon me, it had only taken two seconds to reach me. The thing opened its mouth and growled like a demon before it lifted me up using its massive hands. I struggled to get free. I kept squirming as it brought me closer to its gaping, saliva dripping maw. Success, I got my left arm free, in a flash I grabbed the four inch combat knife from my shoulder armor and stabbed the creature deep in its eye. It roared in agony but didn't drop me, I stabbed it again and again. The third time I stabbed it, the beast threw me and I landed by my guns. I picked up the shotgun and began shooting it. The creature seemed to shrug it off. Thinking quickly I kicked a barrel over and rolled it towards the brute before shooting it, the explosive chemicals reacted violently and the creature was engulfed in flame.
It roared in agony and the metal plating fell off of it, I shot another barrel, this started a chain reaction around the room, throwing me and the best towards one another. I was impaled by some shrapnel in the chest, right in the heart. I sputtered up blood as the creature dragged itself closer to me. It was almost dead and it's legs mangled from the explosion now just sat there like hunts of meet connected by bone. It was looming over me now, growling at me as blood and saliva drooled from its mouth. I saw its heart was exposed,not wanting to be eaten I lunged at the heart and grabbed it with both of my hands and began to pull. The beast threw it's head back and roared in agony before I ripped the heart out and it fell backwards with me on top of it. The heart kept beating as blood Sept from it and down my arms and dripped from the heart onto my wounded chest. I heard the Ghostly whispers again. The heart began to beat faster and faster just as mine did, as my world turned to black I could see a odd red energy leaking from the heart and flowing down my arms like a mist of blood.