Here is my very first attempt on writing a novelization of anything. I decided to do one on one of my favorite FPS stories (not that theres a lot of good ones I know about). So hope you all enjoy, read, review, respond, any way you wanna get out what you may think :). Oh yeah, I do not own any material that the games are from. That's what Monolith is for. But boy, do I wish.

Notes:

1. For the first chapter, this is the only one with multiple POV's (point of view). For this reason I will give the names of those that are involved what they in the story. Until I say that the POV has changed, it will keep continuing for that person until it is someone else's "turn." But like I said, it's only for this chapter for now. If there are any differences, I will be sure to put them in.

2. My grammar may seem a bit redundant at times so I apologize, just how my brain works _. Any mistakes I would appreciate them to be pointed out so I can do a better job.

3. The way the story goes is how I would think would be the going the most rational way possible.

4. This story IS both action and horror. So no 100% of either, so I will try and combine the both as best as I can, and try to raise the suspense, both in the gunfights and the scares.

5. Enjoy :D


F.E.A.R.

FIRST ENCOUNTER ASSAULT RECON

INTERVAL 01 - INCEPTION

POINT OF ORIGIN

In 2002, the U.S. Army formed a secret unit

dedicated to combating paranormal threats

to national security.

The unit was named

First Encounter Assault Recon


Paxton Fettel

I see her again. The little girl in red covered in flames. She haunts me in my sleep. She haunts me when I'm awake. Here I sit, alone in my cell, quiet and speechless as when they put me back in here. My only company are the crows that sit by the bars of the window of this lonely prison cell. A feeling of uneasiness creeps through my body. A great fear consumes my body. All I hear is whispering. Whispering of the girl in red as though she is next to me. But from all the words she tried to get through to me, all I can understand from her is this:

"Kill them."

Those words shook me to my very bones. It was just as before, only the words were getting to me more than last time. I do not know how, but I could somehow feel that something was coming towards my cell. It was not the guard for his footsteps were loud and strong. These were gentle and quiet. These were unusual, almost wet like the person came out from a pool.

I knew who it was. It was the girl from my "nightmares." The one who told me to kill everyone when I was a child. She has come back for me. Why is she here? Why does she want me to kill again?. The door opens slowly, and my fears come to life. She whispers to me again as my head is overcome with intense pain.

"Kill them all."


They are under my control now. They all turned on, one by one from my will alone, their weapons ready. They all followed me to Armacham to help me exact my revenge. The loneliness of the cell now gone, forgotten from my mind. I am walking down inside the building slowly, when I noticed a guard sitting down on a couch. I walked behind him ready to end his pitiful life. It only took him a second to realize I was there and turn around before I slashed his throat with a knife.

I could feel my soldiers go through the building, searching for the rest of security. I can practically imagine those Armacham fools watching through their little security cameras in disbelief for that which is coming to them. And before I knew it, I could feel my men shooting down the guards before they could defend themselves. Their bodies lay everywhere, with the smell of gunfire and blood strong in the air. I had found a dead scientist in a room with two of my soldiers standing over him. I leaned over his dead body and "nourished myself" over his informative corpse. It was then I learned the location of the man of who I am looking for. He will lead me to her.


The Senator

The phone was ringing. Who in their right mind would call me at this hour? Whoever it was, they had better have a damn good excuse. Answering with a tired "Yes" showing my displeasure at this to the jackass that called me. Then I heard her voice say "Sorry to wake you, Senator. It's about Origin."

I jumped up nervous, the seriousness of what she said taking complete control of my actions. "What happened?" I said to her, with her responding back "There was an uprising. Fettel has taken command of the prototypes." "My God" was all I could mutter. That freak had gotten out from where we put him. But who would let that cannibalistic monster out? And for what purpose?

"We can still resolve this discreetly, but we have to move fast." the woman on the other line told me. She knew what will happen if that fucko remains free. As much as I disprove of the methods we will probably have to use, I see no other alternative. I told her "All right, all right. Let me… make a few calls." I was hoping we would never face this dilemma again. Hoping we would just leave it behind us and get some sleep over it. But yet, my hand is being forced into action, and I have a feeling I will not like how this ends.


The "Point Man"

All of us had arrived at HQ about half an hour ago, where our commander "Rowdy" Betters was giving me, Spen, and Jin the briefing for our mission. Betters was in his mid 40's, had short black hair and green eyes, and a little on the chubby side. He was dressed more casual than other commanders, with just a striped button-up shirt and blue jeans. Only thing that made him stand out was his black bullet vest and a hat on saying "F.E.A.R." It was not that often F.E.A.R. operatives are assigned in groups. Whatever is going on, it must be serious. Betters began explaining our mission while the main monitor in the briefing room was showing some guy in several windows.

This man for some reason sent a vibe that I could not explain. He had short black hair, pale skin, and green eyes. He had on a red jacket with some parts leathered in black. He also wore khaki white pants that look rugged and filthy with black military boots. But what really made him stand out was the blood splattered across his chest and mouth. I honestly preferred not to wonder what that was about. It was then I actually started paying attention to what Betters was saying.

"This wacko's name is Paxton Fettel. He's the key. If we contain him, we contain the situation." Spen looked at the screen and instantly pointed out "Fucker's got an appetite." Well ain't that an understatement. Spencer Jankowski was always the smartass member in the group. He would either joke around with the situation or point out the unusual stuff about anyone and anything. We were both dressed in the same combat gear, headsets on the right ear, black military pants and gray shirts on. We both even had the same white body armor covering our chests. Unlike me however, he was mostly bald with just a small mustache and goatee. At least I had more hair than him.

Jin then said "I think he has an agenda. It's not just recreational. He's getting something out of it." Unlike the rest of us here, Jin Sun-Kwon mainly served as field medic. She had long black hair tied in a ponytail, her facial structure showing some Korean heritage. She had on a latex medical outfit with multiple bags on her, possibly carrying medical equipment. I barely knew much about her, but from where I was standing, she looked kind of attractive from here.

"Essential vitamins and nutrients?" Spen said with his smart ass attitude.

"What's his story?" Jin said which I think both me and Spen were wondering the same thing.

"Property of Armacham Technology Corporation. They're working on a military contract to develop an army of clones that respond to a psychic commander. Top secret, of course. Fettel is one of the commanders." Betters told us.

"You've gotta be fucking kidding me. This is why nobody takes us seriously. Military clones?" Spen summed up pretty nicely. Sure we investigate "unusual" stuff, but I sure haven't heard any stories where we faced ghosts or clones. We sound almost like the FBI, only we get paid less.

"A full battalion of them. Highly trained and heavily armed." Betters told us.

"A battalion! What are we supposed to do against a thousand super soldiers!" Jankowski said irritated. I was wondering the same thing, too.

"Like I said, we put Fettel down and it's over. Fortunately, the whole point of the program is to give commanders firsthand knowledge of the battlefield without putting them in danger. That means we should be able to corner the bastard without having to wade through all those soldiers." Betters explained to all of us.

"How do we find him?" Jin asked.

"Armacham implanted a transmitter in his head. It should lead us right to him." Betters said.

"That's awfully convenient." Spen told him. Wow, Spen and I agreed on something for the first time today.

"Assuming it does what it's supposed to." Betters turned to me and said "What about you, buddy? You ready to go work?"

"You're putting him in the field? Are you crazy? He just transferred in a week ago!" Spen told him. Okay, it's true I haven't been here long, but I think I deserve some credit. This is my first mission, and I sure am gonna prove my worth to this team.

"You've seen his training results. His reflexes are totally off the charts. I think he can handle himself." At least Betters vouched for me. Well, it is true that training was easy, since I always did move faster and react better than everyone else. I guess it kind of makes me stand out, I just wish I knew why. I mean, it's not like this little trait anyone else could have, right?

"Whatever, man, it's your call." Spen said with Betters responding back "Goddamn right it is." Jin looked at me and said "Don't worry, you'll be fine." Deep down, that did make me feel a little better. Hopefully this will turn out better than we can imagine. Betters got all of us ready and told us "Let's roll." I was following him and the others on the way out of HQ to prepare myself. But there was one thing that happened I didn't tell anyone after we left. It happened a while after the meeting, that I saw something...


I was surrounded by white light. The only thing in this place besides me was that man, Paxton Fettel. I could not move, as if I was frozen all over. Fettel, with his breath the stench of flesh, came towards me. It was almost like he was gonna eat me, but instead said something to me that left me confused.

"What's the first thing you remember?"

What the hell does that mean? Before I knew it, my view went to darkness where I heard a woman scream "No" very loud to where it hurt my ears. I had no idea what was going on. Next thing I knew, I saw a device above me. It almost looked like one on an operating table at the hospital. My vision goes black again as I heard the woman's voice.

"Where are you taking him!" she said. Who was she? Why am I seeing all of this?

"You will be a god among men." an older male said. He was looking down at me with amazement. He had gray hair, a small mustache, with thick black glasses on. I had no idea who this guy was, nor did I have time to think much on it. Before I knew it, we were on our way to where I was supposed to be dropped off.


Betters was personally dropping me off to where Paxton Fettel was last found on the transmitter. He was taking me in his car to where he drove for about 15 minutes. He turned down an alley where he was talking to me about the situation. "We've tracked Fettel to an abandoned building just up ahead. No sign of enemy activity on the satellite, but don't take any chances." He stopped up ahead and went down to his little computer where he got in hold with Jankowski.

"Jankowski, you in position?". Spen responded back with "Just say the word." "All right, move it out." Betters told us as I stepped out of the car. I pulled out the Rakow HP-14 .40 cal pistol that all F.E.A.R. team members carry with them. To be honest, if it weren't for the rate of fire being just a tad bit slow, this would be my favorite weapon to carry on me. It's strong, durable, and easy for me to use. Didn't have that much bullets on me, so I just had to hope I didn't need to use them all.

I went up ahead slowly, making sure that this Fettel guy or these "Replica Soldiers", as Betters calls them, don't get the drop on me. I stopped when I noticed a boarded fence in my way. I broke through them with the butt of my pistol easily and got through. All I saw around me were tires and trash littered across the ground. The door up ahead to the building we are supposed to investigate was covered with wood. Obviously, someone did not want anyone to come here.

Luckily, there was another door to the side of this building that wasn't blocked off. I went there and opened the door slowly into a small room with cabinets and trash over at the side. Rats were all over it, which I guess I should not be surprised. I went forward a little bit before I found one room where the lights were not working. Thankfully, I had a flashlight on my vest that I turned on and was able to get through the darkened area. There was a door on the opposite side that I had found. When I put my hand on the knob, the door completely fell down on the floor before me. That was interesting...

I entered the room in front of me with my gun ready, and from the looks of it, it looks like the main room of the building. I noticed the window of a door to my left break open. I would've pointed my gun at it if I didn't notice that it was Jankowski on the other side. He must've just noticed me. I ran up to him when he said to me "Hey, bro, what took you so long?" I could just simply say that Betters kept running into red lights.

Jankowski looked around and noticed that the double doors we were next to was completely boarded. I sure hope it was just the loving neighborhood doing all this cause this was starting to get ridiculous. He turned to me and said "Try to find a way around.". He went back to the hallway he came from to look for another way up. I turned around myself and checked the other rooms on this floor before the stairs. Nothing unusual found in them, so I turned my attention back to the stairs where the other double doors were at. I opened them and found another set of double doors on the other side. I tried to open them, but something must've been stuck on the other side preventing me from getting through.

I went down the hallway to my left and turned around the corner. I went across the stuff on the floor that was in the way easily. As I continued forward, the lights started to flicker above me, the tiles of the walls coming off on their own. Then all of a sudden, an image of a person's face flashed through my mind. What freaked me out about the face was how most of it looked torn off. Almost as if parts of it were "chewed" off. But it happened for a split second I could barely contemplate what it was about, or who it could've been. I had decided at the moment to forget about it and continue forward, for maybe it was just my imagination.

As I walked forward, I noticed that there was a spot up ahead where a door should be, only the top half of it was covered by wooden boards. But for a minute I froze. Someone was just walking across down the hallway in front of me. It didn't look like Fettel, and it certainly didn't look like a Replica. So who was this guy? I followed him, and as I got through the boards I noticed that he was gone. Then I heard a voice in my head.

"Why did you bring me here? Why did you bring me back?"

The voice had a deep echo of a male. Who was the person I just saw? I have to find out. I went forward and the door that was open just suddenly shut in front of me. I must have been hallucinating again, for now I started hearing cries of a baby. This was getting too weird for me. I opened the door slowly and noticed that no one was in the room. Then suddenly, objects from the cabinet to my right fell down to the floor. I really wish I knew what the hell was going on. I guess that a good start is to try and find Fettel first.

As I went forward I found another room with a door that had a lock on it. That guy I saw could not have been able to go forward ahead of me if this door was locked. I turned my sight over to a table next to me. It looked like the same one that I had in my vision earlier. Some weird coincidence. I shot the lock to the door with my pistol as it broke through easily. I opened the door and started ascending some stairs with the light barely working.

As I was going up, the light for the room just completely came down on me. I ducked and looked up to see it dangling above me with it flickering. I started to hate this place more and more. I went up the remaining stairs hoping that even the roof doesn't fall on my head. I went down the hallway to the right and noticed the doors were blocked from the other side with junk. Lucky for me, Jankowski showed up from the other side of the door and spoke to me.

"Hold on a sec." he said as he knocked over the stuff for me. I opened the door immediately as he said in a rushed tone "Come on." I had also noticed that he was carrying a common SMG, the Sumak RPL. How come he got the cool weapon and I didn't? Forgetting that, we both put our backs on each of the wall next to the other door in the hallway. He asked me with a simple "Ready?" before he kicked the door open with him yelling "Go!".

As we got in, either my reflexes started to kick in, or time seemed to just slow down. As we walked forward, I don't know how, but Jankowski just disappeared. It was as if his body just dispersed into thin air. Before I could yell out for him, I heard that voice again.

"You were born here. In this place. I was there."

I had no idea how to react to all of this. I even started hearing whispering of what sounded like a little girl. I continued forward as time was still going slow for me. That was when I noticed someone sitting down on a small chair ahead of me. As I walked up to the person, time now started to run normal for me. From where I could see, this guy had on a blue button up shirt with a white one underneath and plain blackish-brown pants. He didn't have that much hair and it was a bit hard to say what it was age was. Late 40's, perhaps?

I almost sounded crazy to think this, but with the way his face was all torn up... he looked exactly like same man I saw with the face torn off. Well, from where I was standing, it looked like he was eaten up. I turned around and almost jumped as Jankowski was right there looking over at the corpse. It was as if he never went anywhere. I was about to ask him what happened when he contacted Jin over the radio.

"Jin! We need you up here!"

"On my way" Jin replied.

"Looks like we're too late, boss. Just leftovers." Spen said over to Betters who was on the other line.

"The transmitter's signal coming from nearby. Fettel's gotta be around there somewhere." Betters told us.

"I'll wait here for Jin. You take a look around." Jankowski told me. Yeah, like I'm really looking forward to that part. Not like I don't have any other stuff going on. I noticed the stairs to the right and went that direction. Before I even went upstairs, I noticed a figure walk across the other side of the door where it was open. I think it was Fettel this time. I would've told Spen, but I decided to check it out first. I quickly opened the door and looked around for Fettel, only to see him nowhere in sight. It looked like I was on the roof of the other side of the building. I looked to the left of the door where Fettel went, but there was just a wall. Where did he go?

I continued forward across the roof when a black crow flew by. It is almost as if everything in this damn place was trying to scare me today. Continuing onward, I went inside another room. I got distracted when I looked to my right. It was still early in the noon, but the sun was mostly down, the skies overtaken by clouds. I put my thoughts back on the job and opened another door that lead to the other side of this roof. I kept going slowly where to the right I saw two machines that probably conduct the air inside. Walking on over there, I looked to the left first and saw nothing before I turned to the right.

The last thing I saw before I passed out was Paxton Fettel smacking me across the head with a metal chair.


I woke up what must have been a minute or two. Fettel was standing over me and two of his Replicas looking off to the distance. The sounds of that little girl whispering was heard all around me for some reason. Fettel kneeled over me as I saw fresh blood over his mouth and jacket. Instead of killing me, he just spoke.

"The dead man's name was Charles Habegger. I remember him." He said that last part as if he got some sick enjoyment out of it. "But are the memories mine? Or hers?". Who was this person that he's talking about? And why did he kill him...?

"It makes no difference. He deserved to die. They all deserved to die."

That was the last thing that happened before I passed out again.


I woke up again to the sound of Betters trying to get a hold of me over the radio. "Come in, over. What's going on? I've lost Fettel's signal." Slowly getting up, I regained my composure keeping a firm grip on my pistol. Looking around, I couldn't see anyone on the roof here anymore. Both Fettel and those cloned Replica soldiers with him were gone. Over the radio, I heard one of the leaders of F.E.A.R.'s primary partner, the SFOD-D(Special Forces Operational Detachment-Delta) talk to Betters on the channel we have been using since we started this op.

"Tomcat, this is Den Mother. I hope you aren't busy. We've got a situation down at the harbor."

"What kind of situation?" Betters asked.

"We've located those soldiers you were looking for, but we're under orders not to engage until you guys reconnoiter."

"Understood" Betters responded back to him.

"I've got two birds en route to your position. You should have a visual shortly." Den Mother told him as I began to hear the sounds of those choppers approaching this place.

"We'll be ready." Better finished the conversation there. I headed back to meet up with Jankowski. Hopefully, Jin had arrived by now to help with the situation. I don't know why I didn't I report to HQ that I found Fettel, or what he told me about me. I just figured for now, I should just head back and meet up with my squad. Fettel could've also lied to mislead us. On the way back, I saw two helicopters from Delta Force fly to our location.

As I came back, before I went down the stairs I heard two voices downstairs. It sounded like both Spen and Jin talking to each other. I stopped for a minute and overheard them speak. "What do you think of the new point man?" Spen was saying. I'm glad he at least acknowledges that I exist. Jin answered "Well, he's pretty cute." I have to admit, I kinda blushed for a second. But what Spen said after that really got my attention.

"That's not what I meant."

"Just say what's on your mind, Jankowski." She told him

"I don't know, something about him just feels… off." What does he know, anyway? I think I'm pretty normal.

"The day I look to you as a judge of character will be a sad day indeed." Jin said to my defense. I would've laughed if I wasn't deep in thought of what they were saying.

"I'm serious. It's something about his eyes... Like he's looking right through you." Spen told her.

"Maybe it's because you're one dimensional." Jin said bluntly

I figured I've probably wasted too much time listening to them and decided to just enter the room downstairs. Jin was looking at the dead body while Jankowski looked at me saying "Hey, back already? See anything?". Before I could tell them, Betters interrupted us over the radio saying "You guys about done up there? Our day's just getting started.". Jin, while still examining the body, said "You boys run along. I'll be busy here for a while." Me and Spen had left the room as we went back outside to meet up with Delta Force. As we were on the way, there was another thing I had seen that troubled me...


The whisper of that little girl repeated again in my head. I was back sitting down on the operating table, with that light beaming down on me. But I felt like it really wasn't me. I kept hearing the voice of an older man yelling "Breathe" over and over. He yelled "Make her push!" while my vision was brought towards a man standing in a corner with a lab coat. He was twitching almost nervously like something was bothering him.

"I've tried to forget. I've tried so hard to forget."

The sound of a baby crying was heard again as my sight switched back and forth between the light and him in the corner. He was slowly turning his head towards where I was looking at him. Then everything faded to black with a nightmarish scream.


My sight returned back to the LZ. I saw Spencer and a African-American Delta Force member standing next to the chopper outside. I was sitting in with a couple other Delta members inside the helicopter while hearing the briefing of our mission. His name was Douglas Holiday, one of the best of the SFOD-D that they had. He had a very excellent track record of handling with terrorist threats and was well respected, even among the other F.E.A.R. operatives. He was standing before everyone as he was giving them the details.

"These men are from F.E.A.R. They are special attachments to our unit for the duration of this op. They will be on point. Their mission is to assess the nature of the threat. Our job is to keep them alive. Do not engage the enemy. Remember that we are not dealing with ordinary bad guys."

This guy sure knew what he was doing. He must have been leader of these guys for a while, for the squad operative were nodding to him as though they were best friends.

"Team 1 will move in from the southwest. Team 2 will approach from the north. Once our recon is complete, we will rendezvous and wait for further orders."

Everyone nodded and grabbed their weapons. Holiday shouted "Okay, let's saddle up." Spencer went with the other half of Delta Force and boarded the other heli while Holiday and his team stayed behind to assist Jin. We took off and were on our way to the harbor. Hopefully, things will be easier from here on out...


Whelp, this is all I have ready for my story. Reviews would be awesome please :D