Dead Gears of War

It is 14 years after Emergence Day. Marcus Fenix and Dominic Santiago have deployed the Lightmass Bomb, killing millions of Locust and Kryll. However, at the same time, it brought an enemy so great, so powerful, that the COG wasn't ready for. It could turn friends into foes, and not even the Locust could stop them.

King Raven helicopter

Marcus and Dom looked up at the night sky.

"What the hell is that?"

While he wasn't anything like his parents, Marcus was a smart bastard; just didn't like showing it.

"Subspace rip, maybe."

Delta and Hoffman looked at Marcus.

"What? I'm not a genius like my parents, but I know my way around quantum physics."

"Well, what the fuck could've caused that?"

He looked at the bridge that the rain carrying the Lightmass Bomb fell off of.

"Oh, FUCK!"

"The Lightmass Bomb caused that?"

Baird and Cole saw something fall out.

"Marcus, as you're our expert, what the hell are those?"

"What's the Hammer of Dawn?"

"Uh...Satellites?"

"No. Something in space. That's a ship. A spaceship."

Baird started cursing.

"Great. Just fucking great."

"And it's entering the atmosphere. We're screwed if that thing lands."

"Why?"

Marcus sighed.

"It's a fucking spaceship. Who the fuck knows what the hell is on that thing?"

Hoffman chuckled.

"Then we'll use the Hammer of Dawn to shoot it down."

Marcus looked at Hoffman.

"That's a bad idea."

"Why?"

"Hit it with the laser and it'll just slow down. This ain't the movies, Hoffman; it doesn't work that way." The ship dove, and Marcus sighed.

"It's coming down. Over Llima."

"Ah, crap."

"Then you boys are going to Llima. You've proven that you can do what few others can. Anya, get Delta some reinforcements! They're going to Llima to take care of that ship!"

Inside said ship

"I am having a really, REALLY bad day and you fuckers are NOT HELPING!"

Issac Clarke was trying to restart the engines after they failed.

Of course, the Necromorphs were anything but helpful.

His Plasma Cutter and new Pulse Rifle were nearly useless against a swarm of Slashers, Leapers and even Lurkers.

If it weren't for the Pulse Rifle's Secondary Fire mode, he'd be dead.

"Ah, shit!"

The Ishimura was diving, and that was a bad thing, because they weren't over Aegis VII.

"Issac, what the hell's going on?"

"Hammond, we're diving into the atmosphere, and we're not over Aegis VII!"

"WHAT? We didn't shock out!"

"Does it matter? If these things get off the ship, humanity as a whole is royally fucked!"

The Ishimura entered the atmosphere.

"Shit!"

The Ishimura was in atmo, and about to crash.

Delta's King Raven

"What the hell? It's a huge fireball!"

"That's what shit that enters the atmosphere does: burn up. This thing's just too big to burn."

Augustus Cole looked at the ship with his Longshot Sniper Rifle.

"USG Ishimura?"

"It means 'Rock Village'."

"USG or Ishimura?"

"Ishimura, Cole." "

Well, this ain't going to end well at all. Llima's a big city."

"And that's a huge ass ship, Marcus!"

"Whatever's on that tub's not gonna stand a chance against the Cole Train!"

Baird snorted, but said nothing.

"We've got reinforcements inbound in the form of Zeta Squad. Ravens are bringing them in."

"More cannon fodder. Every Gear we've fought with is dead!"

"That's what we do. We fight until we die. Let's go!"

USG Ishimura

The Ishimura had made planetfall only moments ago, but the engineer was working on keeping the ship from staying on land.

Screw the CEC and fuck the mission!

The Ishimura was taking a permanent bath!

He prepped the engines as the Ishimura sped toward the planet at Mach speed.

The problem was that the ship would hit the planet long before the engines fired and shot them into the water.

Still, it was worth a try.

If that plan failed, as least the Ishimura would be stuck, ass-up, with every airlock and hole in the hull filled with rock.

"If we're going to die, you motherfucking bastards are coming with us!"

Delta's King Raven

Three KRs crashed inside the Ishimura, Delta's among them.

"OW!"

"Get off me!"

The Ishimura buried itself deep into the earth, upright.

"Cock your Lancers, Delta! We're moving out!"

The flight deck was in ruins, and only a few men from Zeta survived.

"Gears, move it!"

Whoever was on this ship wanted it destroyed, meaning either it had something the COG wanted, or something neither side wanted.

Baird and Marcus knew it was the latter.

A shuttle, three times the size of a King Raven, laid in ruins, with the words 'USG Kellion' printed on it. "Must've been a rescue team."

"Welcome, CEC employee, to the USG Ishimura. The Ishimura was the first Planetcracker-class vessel and is now the oldest serving, with sixty-two years of continuous service. It holds the record for highest number of planetcracks, with thirty-four to date and highest dead weight of refined product at fourteen trillion kilotons and counting. Whether you'll be joining us aboard the Ishimura or strengthening the extraction work force on the colony, the captain and crew would like to welcome you and we hope your stay is a pleasant one. Concordance Extraction Corporation: 'Powering Humanity into the Future.'"

"A Planetcracker. It's a giant mining ship!"

"A mining ship? Seriously? This thing could rip the Hollow apart!"

"And if it drops a multi-terraton load on Sera, the planet could blow itself up!"

Cole chuckled.

"Still, get this thing back in orbit, 'Crack open a part of Sera; we can punch the shit out of the Grubs with the Hammer of Dawn!"

"Control, reading this?"

"I copy, Marcus. And Chairman Prescott heard you; he wants that ship back in orbit."

"He's getting his wish."

The Ishimura dove, and a shitload (or 10) of Locust were picked up.

But the ship raised it's nose and started exiting the atmosphere.

"We're about to lose radio contact!"

"We'll use the Hammer of Dawn! The damn satellites have thermal cameras; Anya can track us with them! Get what you can from the Ravens! We're moving out!"

Engineering Deck

"Issac, we've got new guests."

"I've noticed!"

Two Drones and a number of Wretches and a Berserker were rushing at him.

Unfortunately for them, Issac had a miniature Hammer of Dawn: a Contact Beam.

"HA!"

"Not them, Isaac. About 10 people are in the hanger deck. No RIGs, but they're organized as fuck!" After the Locust were dead, he dismembered them so the Necromorphs couldn't get them.

"There's thousands of these things on board! I just checked!"

"And those things use old-model guns! Taking off limbs'll be impossible!"

"They've got chainsaws attached to their guns."

"What?"

"Yeah."

Flight Deck

"Get those things on!"

Marcus took off his armor and put on a spacesuit after cutting open a locker.

"Seriously?"

"We're exiting atmo! Don't tell me you can't feel the air thinning!"

The Gears cut open more lockers and found more spacesuits.

Before putting his helmet on his head, he strapped his armor on top of the suit.

The Gears did the same, sans the helmet-wearing Zetas.

"Let's get to the bridge."

Engineering Deck: Tram Station

Using his newly acquired Lancer, Issac hacked a Necromorph Drone (a Slasher, to be exact) to pieces.

"I fucking LOVE this thing!"

The gun itself was useless. (no ammo, but it would be less effective then a Pulse Rifle)

The Chainsaw Bayonet, on the other hand...

Well, let's let the results speak for themselves, ne?

Eighty Necromorphs had tried to kill him...eighty Necromorphs that were now in tiny, little pieces. (AN: You don't fuck with Issac period. When he's got a weapon I want...Do I even NEED to say it?)

"Get me to the flight deck!"

"Issac-"

"NO! They are getting the fuck off this ship now!"

Flight Deck: Tram Station

"Train tracks?"

"The ship is a kilometer long, Baird."

"I'm at home!"

"Cole, it's a magrail."

Then a tram arrived.

No one was in it.

But...

"Damn! Someone was on their period!"

I don't mean to sound sexist, but it does work.

Besides, Baird said it, not me.

"That's from a lot of people, Baird. And if you ever say that again, I'll rip your head off and shit down your neck."

Dom and Cole backed off.

"The hell was that about?"

"He used to date Anya Shroud, the chick at Control."

"Wait..."

"What?"

King Raven 284

"Delta, can you hear me?"

"Load and clear, Anya."

"Looks like the radio uplinks from the Hammer's satellites still work. Thermals confirm that there's a shitload of Locust onboard."

"More like 10 shitloads. And there's something else onboard. Something worse." "I'm checking the x-ray-Oh, fuck."

"What?"

The image of thousands of things, Both Locust and...something else...were on the screen.

"Marcus, you're right. There is something else on that ship. Is JACK with you?"

"Always is. Why?"

"Get me images of them. I'll try to find intel on them. If there is any to begin with."

"Wilco. Delta out."

When I looked at the Dead Space/Gears of War crossovers and saw only one (and even then, calling it a crossover is giving it too much credit) I was kind of enraged.

It seems it is my job to inspire my fellow writers: THAB inspired Gundam Seed: The Voyage Home, after all.

And you'll be seeing more GOW crossovers from me in the coming year: Code Geass, for example.

After all, I'm getting the GOW3 Xbox 360 on September 20th.

And as for Hero's Comeback, it's being worked on. Slowly, but surely.

Next time on Dead Gears of War: When Delta gets to the bridge, they discover that they can pull the planet apart. Issac, on the other hand, needs to stop them before the Marker drives them mad, too.

Ja Ne!