Derelict. Forgotten. Inhabited.-
-starting-
-load-Log:_Black-Box_2197-
-1
-1_1_1_0
-Cargo-
-class-3-ordinace: 12_marines_0-survivors-
-Objective_classified-
-life_form_detected-
-Unknown-
-error-
-breach: Hull_cargo-Bay_error:_Unable-to_seal_-
-end_log-
-Ship_name:_Sulaco_III-
"Well...fuck" A voice grunted. "Cody, get Deta squad, pull back, just got another bug ping."
"Rodger that Mich, we're heading back." Replied a marine in standard USCM armor with ginger hair and a scar over his left eye. "MARINES! We've got Bugs inbound!"
"Sir yes SIR!" The three marines replied in unison. Jack, a blonde thick headed marine with a Smart-turret was scanning the corridors for the threat of Xenomorphs. Bridget, a sassy brunet with a pulse rifle was checking her motion tracker for the xenomorphs and Luke a black haired scientist who joined the marines three weeks ago was fighting with his shotgun's catch.
"Movement!" Bridget quipped as the motion tracker beeped steadily. "50 meters out and closing, 45, 30, 20...22, it's moving back. 15 meters!"
"CONTACT!" Jack shouted as his automatic smart-gun fired off hundreds of rounds, a sickening screech that sounded like a cross between a baby elephant and a peacock sneered through the tunnels of the warship. The black chitin covered insects roared in pain and agony as they were shot to pieces, acid splashed against the walls and floor of the hallway as bullets continued to fly.
"Back to the pod!" Cody ordered as the marines filed out into the hallway, shooting anything that moved. "JACK MOVE IT!"
"DIE YOU FUCKING BUGS!" Jack shouted over the alien screeches and bullet fire. He began to back up when a black skeletal set of hand snatched him through a grate on the floor and his screams of death got drowned out by gargles of blood. Cody and Luke were next to go, both taken out by a falling warrior landing on them. Bridget was alone. She sprinted down the halls of the derelict warship, tossing sonic-electronic-ball-busters behind her, taking out large chunks of three decks in the process but the horde refused to waver or slow. She fired her Pulse rifle behind her wildly as she fled. The ship shuddered and there was a loud snap. A hall breach. She sprinted for the escape pod, screw the ship, she'd never make it in time. She ran inside and slammed the door just as a drone tried to grab her. She ran for the controls and hit emergancy Ejection. There was a hiss and the pod lurched forwards, shooting her off into deep space. She sent a single transmission.
"This is Sargent Melony Bridget of scouting squad Delta recovery on mission to recover Sulaco 3's manifest, class 10 infestation onboard, do not aproach the ship...HISSSSSSS Son of a Bi-AGHHHHHHHHH!"