Aliens: Hudson's Journey
Chapter One: The end of the beginning
Private William Hudson looked at the movement tracker disbelievingly. The aliens were inside their tight perimeter they had made, but he couldn't figure out where.
"They found a way in, something we missed," Ripley said in deep thought.
Hudson was trying his best to keep his calm; he did not want to die in this shit hole. He was on the verge of a breakdown, but he was a soldier, he would remain in control of himself.
"We didn't miss anything." Corporal Hicks responded holding the doors shut as Vasquez welded them shut.
He lowered his head back to the movement tracker.
"18….17 meters." He said stuttering, in disbelief.
Ripley still seemed in deep thought, as if trying to figure out a simple equation that was just out of her reach.
"Under the floor, something not in the plans, I don't know." She said with a slight hint of anger.
"15 meters…." Hudson not sure if what he was reading was some sort of interference, this was impossible.
"Ripley!" Newt shouted in fright, grabbing Ripley by the arm.
"Definitely inside the barricade." Hicks said in a calm voice.
How could he keep his cool? At a time like this? It must be a leader thing, never show fear in front on your troops.
"Lets go!" Newt shouted, attempting to drag Ripley to the doorway at the end of the room.
"13….." all Hudson could do was count how close they were now, not knowing what else to do.
"That's right outside the door, Hicks, Vasquez, get back!" Ripley shouted aiming her assault rifle at the door.
"This is one big mother fucking signal." Hudson said, not able to get over how many were coming, and how close they were.
"How we doing Vasquez, talk to me!" Hicks shouted, his voice not so calm anymore, the fear was getting to him to.
"Almost done." Vasquez said, and in the next few seconds, she finished welding, her and Hicks backed away from the door.
"12 meters….." Hudson continued, backing up, "11…..10……"
"Man, they're right on us!" Vasquez shouted, turning off the safety and aiming at the door.
"9 meters." Hudson said, still backing up. Everyone was now aiming at the door and breathing heavy.
"Remember, short, controlled bursts." Hicks said, sweating, but still acting the role of commander.
"8 meters…..7……6….." Hudson continued, loosing his voice. Everyone stared at him in disbelief for a second.
"That's impossible, that's inside the room." Ripley said, shaking.
"It's reading right man, look!" Hudson shouted, angry, scared, confused. Everyone was shaking now, even Hicks.
"Well you're not reading it right!" Hicks shouted angrily. Ripley lifted up her weapon, not understanding what was happening.
"5 meters…..4….."Hudson continued, it now seemed that countdown was how long they had left to live, it was probably right, "what the hell!"
Ripley slowly looked up and everyone's eyes followed hers, to the ceiling.
"Oh man." Hudson said, terrified, and feeling stupid, it was an obvious entry they forgot to consider.
Hicks pulled himself up onto a desk and reached to open the vents on the ceiling.
"Give me the light!" he shouted.
Hudson watched as Hicks slowly opened the ceiling and slowly turned the flashlight. Hicks screamed and shot blindly into the ceiling as dozens of aliens burst through from the ceiling into the room.
"There they go! Over there! Get 'em!" Hudson shouted, as the three marines took up firing positions and opened up on the aliens.
"Get to medical!" he heard Ripley scream, but he was too concentrated on firing at the aliens to care. He backed up, firing at the aliens, but more kept coming.
"C'mon! C'mon mother fucker! C'mon you bastards!" he shouted, as everyone else backed up, he knew this was his last stand, but he didn't care, "You want some! O you too!"
He screamed as the floor under him heaved itself up and he felt something grab his legs, he pointed his gun down, "FUCK YOU!" he screamed, and fired, Hicks came to his aid, trying to help him get up but an alien hand came up, grabbed his face, and pulled him under.
He fell into the water below and the alien that had grabbed him under fell into the water a few meters away, he couldn't see his rifle. The alien rushed him, and as fast as he could he pulled out his sidearm and fired until it dropped into the water, dead.
Hudson looked around to see if they're any more around him, they're was none. He didn't hear the sound of firing above him anymore and realized that the others had gone.
The floor was too high to reach so his only option was to try to find a way out in this sewage system. He knew that the clock was ticking, that he only had an hour at most to get out of the facility before it self-destructed so he wasted no time.
He picked up his assault rifle which was only a few meters away from where he had fell in and looked around.
What the fuck was he supposed to do now!